<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067</id><updated>2009-12-19T21:01:54.126Z</updated><title type='text'>Minha Rica Casinha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5000</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-4986817795480458158</id><published>2007-06-14T00:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:37.739Z</updated><title type='text'>Minha Rica Casinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RnB2C871xfI/AAAAAAAABdM/hKtoWUi_C6M/s1600-h/b8286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075686573135480306" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RnB70871xgI/AAAAAAAABdU/1pmEkDlXPR0/s320/AJB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Deus move o jogador e este move a peça.&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus por trás de Deus o jogo começa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;jorge luís borges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;brunoventana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-3569911613305787902?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/3569911613305787902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=3569911613305787902&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3569911613305787902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3569911613305787902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/os-intemporais_14.html' title='Os intemporais'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RnB70871xgI/AAAAAAAABdU/1pmEkDlXPR0/s72-c/AJB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-1830540209198449253</id><published>2007-06-13T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:16:24.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O brinde a Lord Palmerston</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;«Ascendem a Ministros alguns homens com pouca prática da sociedade. Cincam, principalmente, em certas normas da pragmática e da cortezia. O titular de uma das pastas oferece um jantar aos chefes das missões estrangeiras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;À sobremesa, um colega sopra de tal modo a espuma da sua taça de champagne, que ela transborda e estraga o vestido da esposa do encarregado de negócios da Suécia, Mme Kantzow. Doutra vez um destes mesmos Ministros, num jantar em que não havia brindes, teima em fazer um, a Lord Howard, e principia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Senhores, je bais à la santé de Mr. Lord Palmerston.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O ministro de Inglaterra limita-se a responder-lhe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Mr, le ministre, vous êtes extrement aimable&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nos corredores das legacões e nas salas da aristocracia casquina a risota por largo tempo.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eduardo Noronha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;bruventana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-1830540209198449253?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/1830540209198449253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=1830540209198449253&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/1830540209198449253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/1830540209198449253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-brinde-lord-palmerston.html' title='O brinde a Lord Palmerston'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-7450238860977150219</id><published>2007-06-13T22:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:38.336Z</updated><title type='text'>Bilhete de Vale de Lobos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;De facto, no Portugal português, o lombo de porco, a vitela de Lafões e a cabidela de frango (petisco dilecto de D. João IV) foram há muito perdendo o sabor….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075685022652286434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RnB0os71xeI/AAAAAAAABdA/mFY4-W8pxXA/s200/FHLP620_z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;«Um dos círculos menos disputados era, nessa ocasião, o de Freixo de Espada à Cinta. Propunha-se como deputado da oposição um obscuro Gervásio Maldonado, proprietário local, com uma parentela larga na terra, interesses de lavoura, etc., e o Governo Cardoso Torres combatia-o, apresentando na lista governamental, como candidato por Freixo de Espada à Cinta, o moço bacharel Artur Gavião, filho do Presidente do Banco Nacional, que o pai, cansado da sua dissipação, queria forçar, pelos deveres que lhe imporia S. Bento - isto é o Parlamento - a uma vida disciplinada, sóbria e útil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Conta-se que o sr. Alexandre Herculano, a este respeito, dissera, com aquele espírito misantropo que a sua voz ríspida acentuava de um relevo amargo: &lt;em&gt;Se o Gavião queria morigerar o rapaz, devia-o conservar no bordel, e não o mandar para o Parlamento !»&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eça de Queirós&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Bruno ventana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-7450238860977150219?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7450238860977150219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=7450238860977150219&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7450238860977150219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7450238860977150219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/bilhete-de-vale-de-lobos.html' title='Bilhete de Vale de Lobos'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RnB0os71xeI/AAAAAAAABdA/mFY4-W8pxXA/s72-c/FHLP620_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-3624657448765075378</id><published>2007-06-13T22:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:36:24.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As lulas comunicam entre si polarizando de forma variável a luz que reflectem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Eram oito letrados ilustres, mais o filho de Yang Tche-Tchung, atrasado mental, o que fazia um total de nove “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wou King-Tsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Crónica indiscreta dos mandarins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Bruno V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-3624657448765075378?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/3624657448765075378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=3624657448765075378&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3624657448765075378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3624657448765075378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-lulas-comunicam-entre-si-polarizando.html' title='As lulas comunicam entre si polarizando de forma variável a luz que reflectem'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-7555056537922204731</id><published>2007-06-13T21:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:38.568Z</updated><title type='text'>Os intemporais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RofNBTNEPyI/AAAAAAAABdc/z5X0HgeF6QE/s1600-h/aaaagarrett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082256126729535266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RofNBTNEPyI/AAAAAAAABdc/z5X0HgeF6QE/s320/aaaagarrett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;«A sociedade já não é o que foi, não pode tornar a ser o que era, mas muito menos ainda pode ser o que é, o que vai ser só Deus sabe.»&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Almeida Garrett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-7555056537922204731?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7555056537922204731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=7555056537922204731&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7555056537922204731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7555056537922204731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/os-intemporais_13.html' title='Os intemporais'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/RofNBTNEPyI/AAAAAAAABdc/z5X0HgeF6QE/s72-c/aaaagarrett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-9160776355411796653</id><published>2007-06-13T19:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:48:06.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunca se esqueça da "máxima" do sábio Almeida Santos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://revoltadaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/06/jos-lus-saldanha-sanches.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;José Luís Saldanha Sanches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Por&lt;/span&gt; José António Barreiros&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://oinsurgente.org/"&gt;(via o insurgente)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adenda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oinsurgente.org/2007/06/13/saldanha-sanches-resumido-numa-frase/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;André&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, nunca se esqueça da "máxima" do sábio Almeida Santos: para os amigos, tudo, para os inimigos, nada, e para os outros, cumpra-se a lei. O SS para lá caminha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  por &lt;strong&gt;João Gonçalves em&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://portugaldospequeninos.blogspot.com/2007/06/levantado-do-cho.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13.6.07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://portugaldospequeninos.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(portugaldospequeninos)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-9160776355411796653?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/9160776355411796653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=9160776355411796653&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/9160776355411796653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/9160776355411796653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/nunca-se-esquea-da-mxima-do-sbio.html' title='Nunca se esqueça da &quot;máxima&quot; do sábio Almeida Santos'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-7103255195111378991</id><published>2007-06-13T16:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:20:53.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os contornos do êxito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="vl" href="http://www.correiodamanha.pt/canal.asp?idCanal=181"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="abvm" href="http://www.correiodamanha.pt/noticia.asp?id=246218&amp;idselect=181&amp;amp;idCanal=181&amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BCP financiou SAD do Porto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-7103255195111378991?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7103255195111378991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=7103255195111378991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7103255195111378991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7103255195111378991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/os-contornos-do-xito.html' title='Os contornos do êxito'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-8549123746551358601</id><published>2007-06-13T16:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:11:43.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As marchas do Leitão de Barros</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;«(...) Cheguei à conclusão que o salazarismo ainda mete medo a todos quantos vêem nas críticas aos actuais partidos, uma rejeição do regime de partidos, preferindo as marchas do Leitão de Barros, dado que sabem que, se outras fossem as condições geopolíticas e geofinanceiras, já teria havido um desfile de Gomes da Costa (ex-militante de um partido de extrema-esquerda do 5 de Outubro e que teve como conselheiro e inspirador o avô da Drª Manuela Ferreira Leite, pretexto para a greve académica de 1907, quando Alfredo Pimenta ainda era anarquista e António Sardinha republicano e positivista) na Avenida da República, ou, então, para sermos mais prosaicos, uma carta de intenções do FMI contra a bagunça. Infelizmente, o próximo 28 de Maio apenas será a cláusula de opting out para a saída da zona euro, coisa que não virá de Braga, a cavalo num comboio, mas de Bruxelas, sem aterrar no aeroporto da Bóina Verde e Vermelha... »&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tempoquepassa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(in Tempo que passa)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-8549123746551358601?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/8549123746551358601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=8549123746551358601&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8549123746551358601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8549123746551358601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-marchas-do-leito-de-barros.html' title='As marchas do Leitão de Barros'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-8911054256490816975</id><published>2007-06-13T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T15:58:19.992+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is simpler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003333;"&gt; «Politicians and pundits often like to think that elections are won through a mixture of policies, big ideas and an appealing image. The truth is simpler. All these are but ingredients of a larger point: trust. Most people are not very interested in politics. They decide either that they trust an incumbent government so little that they kick it out, or that they trust a party enough to put or keep it in.»&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(The Economist, 21.2.2002.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="permanent link" href="http://bloguitica.blogspot.com/2005/11/confiana-1419-politicians-and-pundits.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;posted by&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;PG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : 2:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloguitica.blogspot.com/"&gt;(via Bloguitica)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-8911054256490816975?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/8911054256490816975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=8911054256490816975&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8911054256490816975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8911054256490816975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/truth-is-simpler.html' title='The truth is simpler'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-8953839293573870289</id><published>2007-06-13T00:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:22:20.798+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Actualidades</title><content type='html'>“Ter toadas he ter noticias mas não he ter certezas. Do ruge-ruge se fazem as cascaveis, porem parece-me que não he esta a mata de onde há de sair o coelho.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cavaleiro de Oliveira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-8953839293573870289?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/8953839293573870289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=8953839293573870289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8953839293573870289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8953839293573870289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/actualidades.html' title='Actualidades'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-9079753982800915374</id><published>2007-06-13T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:38.771Z</updated><title type='text'>Tesa de frescura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm81c871xcI/AAAAAAAABcw/aLAKGjAjI6o/s1600-h/61422769_738b174cfb.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075334076579562946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm81c871xcI/AAAAAAAABcw/aLAKGjAjI6o/s200/61422769_738b174cfb.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ao Zé Cardoso peço uma miúda&lt;br /&gt;com um toque de chiado ou de grandella&lt;br /&gt;às nove e duas pernas da manhã,&lt;br /&gt;que, como o peixe, tesa de frescura,&lt;br /&gt;tenha perdido a escama de donzela,&lt;br /&gt;mas não venha falar-me do Vailland...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alexandre O`Neill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;guidosarraza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-9079753982800915374?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/9079753982800915374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=9079753982800915374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/9079753982800915374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/9079753982800915374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/tesa-de-frescura.html' title='Tesa de frescura'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm81c871xcI/AAAAAAAABcw/aLAKGjAjI6o/s72-c/61422769_738b174cfb.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-6900891913381382162</id><published>2007-06-12T21:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:27:24.684+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Largos dias têm cem anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O acerto de hoje amanhã é erro e o desejado conseguido enfastia, porque tudo se vai alternando"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Memorial(pag 95)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="r-2x_1103870292" href="http://www.record.pt/noticia.asp?id=748069&amp;idCanal=17"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Pinto da Costa acusado de corrupção desportiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portugaldiario.iol.pt/noticia.php?id=820357&amp;amp;div_id=291"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Apito: Morgado acusa Pinto da Costa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1296588"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Apito Dourado: Pinto da Costa acusado de corrupção desportiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sol.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Desporto/Interior.aspx?content_id=39392"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Apito DouradoPinto da Costa acusado de corrupção activa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se trata, no caso, de uma árvore na floresta, mas tão só de um buxo na floresta.&lt;br /&gt;A este propósito, não se esquecerá o papel que os jornalistas portugueses tiveram no &lt;em&gt;acompanhamento,&lt;/em&gt; ao longo de décadas, dos êxitos do dragão, sob o papado do comendador Gomes e à mão de Pedroto e Pinto da Costa, com a coincidência admirável de os enganos de árbitros, conselhos de arbitragem, conselhos de disciplina e demais organismos ligados ao futebol nacional, jamais terem redundado em prejuízo do futebol clube do Porto.&lt;br /&gt;Foi tudo, terá dito um deles (dos de topo) a uma então jovem jornalista, que o relatou no jornal onde ainda hoje escreve, por "amor ao futebol"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crisdovale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-6900891913381382162?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/6900891913381382162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=6900891913381382162&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/6900891913381382162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/6900891913381382162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-homem-dos-ttulos.html' title='Largos dias têm cem anos'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-4206523605970122459</id><published>2007-06-12T21:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:30:30.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Esclarecer</title><content type='html'>Excelente dissertação de Augusto Mateus &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sic-Notícias, 21.00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; sobre a questão do futuro aeroporto. Informado, claro, sereno e preparado, prestou o que no caso faz falta como pão para a boca: esclarecimento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-4206523605970122459?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/4206523605970122459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=4206523605970122459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/4206523605970122459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/4206523605970122459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/esclarecer.html' title='Esclarecer'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-4272117771721619032</id><published>2007-06-12T19:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:39.109Z</updated><title type='text'>No desenho do esquema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm7h1c71xbI/AAAAAAAABco/p_Wrt0e16fs/s1600-h/afddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075242138509624754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm7h1c71xbI/AAAAAAAABco/p_Wrt0e16fs/s400/afddd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Silhueta de pirata nostálgico, tesourando o chão a passadas sonâmbulas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Raul Brandão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Assim pensavam os monstros sagrados de Vailland, o militar Laclos, o aventureiro Casanova, Gallois, o matemático, o cardeal de Bernis e essoutro de que ninguém fala, Louvet de Couvray, alma e corpo de Faublas - todos, em suma, libertinos no moderno sentido da palavra, que tinham do mundo uma concepção progressiva, fria e experimental e que viam na contradição das regras e dos interesses a boa oportunidade de se aplicar um conjunto de azares e de golpes meditados com destino a minar e render a praça inimiga.&lt;br /&gt;Assim pensava, e muito antes deles, o português D. Luis da Cunha (1662-1740), autor das Instruções a Marco António de Azevedo Coutinho, breviário racionalista para uso de todo o bom governante, em que se faz testamento solene de muitas regras do grando jogo, os respectivos interesses e alianças, e se fala dos « subterrâneos por onde estas se pretendem conseguir para se contraminarem »&lt;br /&gt;Minar, contraminar... No desenho do esquema está o êxito da partida."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;José Cardoso Pires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;brventana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-4272117771721619032?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/4272117771721619032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=4272117771721619032&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/4272117771721619032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/4272117771721619032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-desenho-do-esquema.html' title='No desenho do esquema'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm7h1c71xbI/AAAAAAAABco/p_Wrt0e16fs/s72-c/afddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-6628228686436418378</id><published>2007-06-12T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:01:44.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma língua de terra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;«Um sítio [...]: isto é – uma língua de terra onde construímos as nossas casas e plantamos os nossos trigos.&lt;br /&gt;O nosso sítio é Portugal. Não é propriamente uma nação, é um sítio. Já não achamos mau!&lt;br /&gt;A Lapónia nem um sítio é: apenas uma dispersão de cabanas, na vaga extensão da neve. Podemos pelo menos desdenhar a Lapónia. A miserável Lapónia!&lt;br /&gt;Como a nossa organização é mais rica, a nossa raça mais digna! Nós ao menos temos um sítio!»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eça de Queirós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;brventana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-6628228686436418378?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/6628228686436418378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=6628228686436418378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/6628228686436418378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/6628228686436418378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/uma-lngua-de-terra.html' title='Uma língua de terra'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-2021009116959642758</id><published>2007-06-12T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:39.336Z</updated><title type='text'>As flores do Jacarandá</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm68X871xaI/AAAAAAAABcg/4y7g4JthoaU/s1600-h/Imagem+709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075200949773256098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm68X871xaI/AAAAAAAABcg/4y7g4JthoaU/s400/Imagem+709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;As flores do Jacarandá começaram a abrir, mas de qualquer modo o mundo já estava perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-2021009116959642758?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/2021009116959642758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=2021009116959642758&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/2021009116959642758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/2021009116959642758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/jacarand.html' title='As flores do Jacarandá'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm68X871xaI/AAAAAAAABcg/4y7g4JthoaU/s72-c/Imagem+709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-1564977711546975824</id><published>2007-06-11T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:39.526Z</updated><title type='text'>O jogo da dama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm3KQs71xZI/AAAAAAAABcY/xiBRtgzEQMY/s1600-h/isadora-duncan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074934743405282706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm3KQs71xZI/AAAAAAAABcY/xiBRtgzEQMY/s400/isadora-duncan7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;"... The movement of the waves, of winds, of the earth is ever in the same lasting harmony. We do not stand on the beach and inquire of the ocean what was its movement of the past and what will be its movement of the future. We realize that the movement peculiar to its nature is eternal to its nature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary or fundamental movements of the new school of the dance must have within them the seeds from which will evolve all other movements, each in turn to give birth to others in unending sequence of still higher and greater expression, thoughts and ideas ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Isadora Duncan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;guido sarrasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-1564977711546975824?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/1564977711546975824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=1564977711546975824&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/1564977711546975824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/1564977711546975824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-jogo-da-dama_11.html' title='O jogo da dama'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm3KQs71xZI/AAAAAAAABcY/xiBRtgzEQMY/s72-c/isadora-duncan7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-3225229471961360754</id><published>2007-06-11T23:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:39.682Z</updated><title type='text'>Os intemporais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm3Iic71xYI/AAAAAAAABcQ/_FcvFDekg5U/s1600-h/aqw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074932849324705154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm3Iic71xYI/AAAAAAAABcQ/_FcvFDekg5U/s320/aqw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;"It's not enough that we do our best; sometimes we have to do what's required."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sir Winston Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-3225229471961360754?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/3225229471961360754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=3225229471961360754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3225229471961360754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3225229471961360754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/os-intemporais_11.html' title='Os intemporais'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm3Iic71xYI/AAAAAAAABcQ/_FcvFDekg5U/s72-c/aqw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-3012497383222572036</id><published>2007-06-11T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:38:07.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelo silêncio, com muita discrição</title><content type='html'>«Neste quase ano e meio que leva em Belém, Cavaco Silva tem levado ao extremo a conhecida máxima do general Franco: “Somos escravos das nossas palavras e donos do nosso silêncio.”(...)»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Pedro Correia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="permanent link" href="http://corta-fitas.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#846965765821711274"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segunda-feira, Junho 11, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;«O recuo e o desnorte», &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://corta-fitas.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2951805301509927711"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Francisco Almeida Leite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://corta-fitas.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(in Corta-fitas)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-3012497383222572036?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/3012497383222572036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=3012497383222572036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3012497383222572036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/3012497383222572036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/pelo-silncio.html' title='Pelo silêncio, com muita discrição'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-1288822990407369592</id><published>2007-06-11T16:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:40.022Z</updated><title type='text'>Un recordatorio de cómo pasa el tiempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm1vLc71xWI/AAAAAAAABcA/QWr6LTR6AP0/s1600-h/Jugando_ser_torero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074834597652841826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm1vLc71xWI/AAAAAAAABcA/QWr6LTR6AP0/s400/Jugando_ser_torero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;«En 1910, los niños soñaban con ser toreros y la glorieta de Bilbao era este descampado. La foto la cedió Milagros García Rua, su padre es uno de los niños. El fotógrafo Chema Conesa, uno de los coordinadores del proyecto Tus fotos cuentan mucho, explica la selección para una proyección en Photoespaña por varias razones: "Es un inocente juego de niños en un Madrid todavía por hacerse, un recordatorio de cómo pasa el tiempo. Entonces los niños querían ser El Gallo, igual que ahora quieren ser Beckham. La sorpresa de la foto es que sea la glorieta de Bilbao, parece increíble".»&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(El País-11.6)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-1288822990407369592?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/1288822990407369592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=1288822990407369592&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/1288822990407369592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/1288822990407369592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/un-recordatrio-de-cmo-pasa-el-tiempo.html' title='Un recordatorio de cómo pasa el tiempo'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm1vLc71xWI/AAAAAAAABcA/QWr6LTR6AP0/s72-c/Jugando_ser_torero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-7088358357897853191</id><published>2007-06-11T15:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:40.251Z</updated><title type='text'>Ivanov steps out of shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm1aDc71xVI/AAAAAAAABb4/XCj-Hh5ELZM/s1600-h/aaaas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074811370469705042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm1aDc71xVI/AAAAAAAABb4/XCj-Hh5ELZM/s400/aaaas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="pbl" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6740255.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kremlin insider Sergei Ivanov, a steely ex-KGB agent, might succeed Putin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-7088358357897853191?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7088358357897853191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=7088358357897853191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7088358357897853191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/7088358357897853191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/ivanov-steps-out-of-shadows.html' title='Ivanov steps out of shadows'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm1aDc71xVI/AAAAAAAABb4/XCj-Hh5ELZM/s72-c/aaaas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-8897268173645726368</id><published>2007-06-11T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:40.479Z</updated><title type='text'>Vague bleue à l'horizon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm0xmM71xUI/AAAAAAAABbw/iBNPiUWbzNs/s1600-h/20070610.WWW000000116_8705_3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074766887493420354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm0xmM71xUI/AAAAAAAABbw/iBNPiUWbzNs/s400/20070610.WWW000000116_8705_3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="Du jamais vu sous la Ve République" href="http://www.lefigaro.fr/elections-legislatives-2007/20070611.WWW000020005_du_jamais_vu_sous_la_ve_republique.html"&gt;"Du jamais vu sous la Ve République"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-8897268173645726368?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/8897268173645726368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=8897268173645726368&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8897268173645726368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/8897268173645726368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/vague-bleue-lhorizon.html' title='Vague bleue à l&apos;horizon'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rm0xmM71xUI/AAAAAAAABbw/iBNPiUWbzNs/s72-c/20070610.WWW000000116_8705_3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-5250562888361442982</id><published>2007-06-10T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:40.717Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma terra de mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rmxs0871xTI/AAAAAAAABbo/xD-OmIRK-r4/s1600-h/040-PR-1534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074550537105818930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rmxs0871xTI/AAAAAAAABbo/xD-OmIRK-r4/s400/040-PR-1534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;«&lt;strong&gt;O oceano que lhe serve de fronteira serviu-lhe também de porta, através da qual se fez ao largo e foi em busca da sorte que nem sempre encontrou aqui, no pequeno rectângulo, neste «anfiteatro levantado em frente ao Atlântico», como lhe chamou Oliveira Martins. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A nossa proximidade geográfica em relação ao &lt;strong&gt;Atlântico&lt;/strong&gt;, que permitiu a gesta dos descobrimentos, constitui hoje, porventura mais do que nunca, &lt;strong&gt;um potencial que ainda não fomos capazes de explorar como devíamos.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Foi por conhecermos o mar como ninguém&lt;/strong&gt; que conseguimos, no passado, ir tão longe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Há todo um conjunto de factores históricos, económicos, ambientais e científicos para que Portugal encontre &lt;strong&gt;novamente no mar um dos seus mais importantes vectores de afirmação&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;e desenvolvimento.&lt;/strong&gt; Dispomos de uma das maiores Zonas Económicas Exclusivas da Europa, de um património oceânico que é único e de &lt;strong&gt;recursos geológicos, minerais, biotecnológicos e energéticos muito relevantes&lt;/strong&gt;. Mas a verdade é que não só o nosso património ligado ao mar se encontra sub-aproveitado, como a própria ligação dos Portugueses ao mar se caracteriza por um certo alheamento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tanto no passado como em anos recentes, realizaram-se inúmeros estudos sobre a aposta portuguesa no mar. Já se identificaram, em diversas ocasiões, as facetas e as virtualidades daquilo a que muitos designam pelo «cluster do mar». Mas não basta o mero sublinhar do nosso potencial, nem a retórica das virtualidades da aposta no mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É preciso passar à acção,&lt;/strong&gt; tirar partido das oportunidades geradas pela economia do mar e enfrentar, com determinação, as ameaças que sobre ele impendem, tais como a poluição, as alterações climáticas e o desordenamento da orla costeira. Tenciono dedicar a próxima Jornada do Roteiro para a Ciência às Ciências e Tecnologias do Mar. Terei, certamente, oportunidade de mostrar os bons exemplos de investigação, desenvolvimento e inovação que existem neste domínio.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-5250562888361442982?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/5250562888361442982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=5250562888361442982&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/5250562888361442982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/5250562888361442982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/uma-terra-de-mar.html' title='Uma terra de mar'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rmxs0871xTI/AAAAAAAABbo/xD-OmIRK-r4/s72-c/040-PR-1534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307067.post-2536736082561141412</id><published>2007-06-10T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:18:40.977Z</updated><title type='text'>The original intention</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rmwz-M71xRI/AAAAAAAABbY/WrjKeiwECIk/s1600-h/templarios75476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074488023856825618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rmwz-M71xRI/AAAAAAAABbY/WrjKeiwECIk/s320/templarios75476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"&gt;«(...) Who first had the idea of creating Portugal, and of diverting the Knights Templars to this task, is unknown. We do know from the monastic chronicles of Burgundy from brother Irénée Valery-Radot´s authoritative biography of Saint Bernard, that the original intention was to create a new, model Christian nation on the western flank of Islam. It was to stretch from the River Minho in the north of Iberia, southwards to what is now Agadir in Southern Morocco, just north of Sahara desert. Three centuries later, When portugal has became the richest nation in Europe, is was the lasting desire to fulfil Saint Bernard´s plan, by conquering Morocco, that led to the most calamitous downfall in the nation´s history and to two generations of servitude to the Spanish rule.(...)»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martin Page&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;The first global village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;crisdovale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307067-2536736082561141412?l=minharicacasinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/feeds/2536736082561141412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307067&amp;postID=2536736082561141412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/2536736082561141412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307067/posts/default/2536736082561141412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minharicacasinha.blogspot.com/2007/06/original-intention.html' title='The original intention'/><author><name>Minha Rica casinha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16840761451850576915'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmqbJDe9nw/Rmwz-M71xRI/AAAAAAAABbY/WrjKeiwECIk/s72-c/templarios75476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>