Pedrógão e Tancos Puseram o País a Nu

Pedrógão e Tancos Puseram o País a Nu

É triste, mas o Estado da Nação não é de todo boa. Estamos a presenciar a morte lenta da III República


A propaganda estava perfeita. Vivíamos num país idílico. Costa geria o país dando fartura às clientelas e corporações encenando melhorias económicas através de um défice fabricado. De sorriso rasgado e ar no peito aclamava todos os dias que Portugal nunca estivera em tão bom caminho na recuperação dos rendimentos, da economia, do crescimento. A seu lado, seu fiel amigo que, incontinente de afectos, não poupou elogios ao Governo. Eis o que Costa dizia há pouco tempo:” Devolvemos ao país a normalidade. O país respira um clima de tranquilidade, com as famílias e as empresas a já não viverem no sobressalto do que poderá acontecer no dia seguinte”.Além disso, “o país respira um clima de tranquilidade e de estabilidade” e já não vive a “incerteza dos planos ‘B’ do Estado” (Encerramento das jornadas parlamentares do PS, Guarda, 22/11/2016). Foi preciso a tragédia de Pedrogão Grande e Tancos para acabar de vez…

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O Sr. Bofetadas e Companhia Lda.


Não sou eu que o digo. Está devidamente provado e documentado  que é na ala esquerda que existe a maior intolerância a opositores. Qualquer pessoa que diverge daquelas criaturas é imediatamente rotulado de iletrado, fascista  e outros tantos mimos. Isto, os mais moderados… Porque os outros partem para a acção ameaçando quem se atreve a fazer contraditório. Foi João Soares a prometer umas bofetadas, agora é Ascenso Simões que lhe toma o gosto e segue pela mesma cartilha a um cronista. Ah!! Valentes!!  Outros preferem sugerir a demissão como Gabriela Canavilhas de um jornalista que não lhe caiu no goto ou Miguel Tiago a Teodora Cardoso por não ir na cantiga das contas do governo. Já Galamba pratica bullying com suas vítimas que vai desde gozar com a foto de perfil do Facebook até ao rebaixamento intelectual. O BE nem está com meias medidas: bloqueia no Facebook e está feito.

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A Dedication

2015 was a rough year. The world teased us with a dish and dash of hope and despair, making us question whether and if there is any light at all in such a dark and tumultuous place. If we only paid attention to all the noise, all the crises, despair, and misery, I don’t think many of us could hope to find any light.

Good thing is that we are made up of more than just darkness, thanks to the daily doings of beings dedicated to rising our world above our expectations. Random acts of kindness which hush a symphonies of pain, moments of compassion which inspire millions to sit and watch in awe, embraces between strangers which bridge entire gaps between cultures and generations, an open hand stretched forth to those in need can echo throughout humanity. All these things we witness, all these things we do and they make us feel connected, filled with purpose, glad and happy to just be, and share, and laugh and cry for joy.

Over the course of last year I found myself thinking more and more, why I would feel such strong emotions whenever I witnessed these acts of kindness. Whenever a video depicting one of these acts, or one where compassion between people was shown, or even demonstrations of love and understanding in the animal kingdom, or whenever people would join together to do extraordinary things to help others in dire need, whenever people set aside their drive to consume less and contribute more, there are many moments that almost drove me to tears, some made me weep for the simple beauty I was witnessing.

So I found myself thinking, why do I feel this way? And today I think I realized why: these acts, these works, these endeavours are a reminder that I am not the only optimist out there. Doesn’t mean we ignore reality, it just means that we ignore all the dark, that we do our most to deafen it with our unrelenting hope that we can live in a brighter, fairer, more peaceful and more loving world.


I wasn’t always like this, a fact that is made clear by past posts. But I know many of you have also undergone this transition, finally finding peace within yourselves, finally reaching a place where you can act and do out of love and compassion, out of hope that others will cross the canyon and reach up towards the light.

So to all of you fellow dreamers, I dedicate the year of 2015, because without you it would have easily been one of the worst years in recent memory. And to you all I dedicate 2016, let your work know no limits, your hope know no bounds. And to those who pulled me from the dark and into the light: thank you.


Our Anxious Dreams

Our Anxious Dreams

Dear Diary,

It’s been a while since I wrote a single word into your pages, but after this little foray away from you, I just had to come back and stretch my fingers and type some thoughts.

I realized, with some help, that my writing was full of a quiet rage; it was angry and bitter, and somewhere in the middle of all of that, my voice, my true voice would be lost. Which is interesting because up until that point, I thought I had a pretty good grasp on who and what my voice was, but as with everything in life, eventually, you realize that not everything is clearcut, and oftentimes, you’re just plain wrong.

“The truth is a combination of what we know and what we don’t know—and gaining and maintaining awareness of both sides of this reality is the key to being wise.” – Tim Urban

I realized that I didn’t have a monopoly over the truth, which is hard to do when you already think that you’re open-minded. In any case, there was one large stone that needed turning for me to realize that yeah, there are some biases and prejudices I had to face so that I could keep growing as a thinking and feeling individual. That led me down a big old path of soul searching that’s led me back to this blog. Writing is part of my search, so the last thing I should do while I keep growing is set aside one of my great passions.

So I thought I would share with all of you a few of my dreams and how they make me anxious, not because I’m afraid of them happening, but quite the opposite. I would also like to invite all of you who read this post to take a moment and share a few words on what anxious dreams you have.

I’ve gotten to dreaming about family, and starting one, of doing my best by them, of making sure we grow happy and strong, of passing on our values to the next generation, of ensuring good, decent citizens come after us. I dream about this often, and I immediately get a tinge of anxiety, and this happens most often by influence of my immediate environment, and when I check our world’s state of affairs.

I’m anxious because I don’t know if I’ll be able to provide the same level of comfort to my family as was provided to our generation. I’m anxious because everything indicates that we’re headed towards a very difficult next few decades and this time I’m not sure we can come out on top.

I’m anxious because I long for familial bliss, to do right by my wife and kids, to provide enough safety and security for a wholesome growth environment, and I’ll be sure to fight till my last breath to ensure all of this for them.

But still, I’m anxious. I trust in myself, but this no longer depends on just me. I turn on the news and it looks as if a biblical storm of natural events are upon us. I see cars melting in Italy and the paint on roads turning to puddles in India, I see floods in Tampa and in Turkey, and droughts in California. I see this and oceans rising and waters acidifying and many things and I’m not the only one to see it. I’m anxious because I fear that I won’t be able to show my kids the wonderful things I was lucky enough to see growing up. I would watch nature shows and know that these things exist and are out there. I’m anxious, and I don’t know how conscious parents do it on a day to day basis, especially if they know the dangers that loom ahead.

I’m anxious and I’m asking all of you, who I know are as anxious as I am, to tell me, to tell us, how do you deal with it? How do we fight for our dreams and make sure our kids get to have dreams of their own?

Talk to you soon dear diary. I’m off to go look for some bliss.

Battle For The Net

If you woke up tomorrow, and your internet looked like this, what would you do?

Imagine all your favorite websites taking forever to load, while you get annoying notifications from your ISP suggesting you switch to one of their approved “Fast Lane” sites.

Think about what we would lose: all the weird, alternative, interesting, and enlightening stuff that makes the Internet so much cooler than mainstream Cable TV. What if the only news sites you could reliably connect to were the ones that had deals with companies like Comcast and Verizon?

On September 10th, just a few days before the FCC’s comment deadline, public interest organizations are issuing an open, international call for websites and internet users to unite for an “Internet Slowdown” to show the world what the web would be like if Team Cable gets their way and trashes net neutrality. Net neutrality is hard to explain, so our hope is that this action will help SHOW the world what’s really at stake if we lose the open Internet.

If you’ve got a website, blog or tumblr, get the code to join the #InternetSlowdown here:

Everyone else, here’s a quick list of things you can do to help spread the word about the slowdown:

Get creative! Don’t let us tell you what to do. See you on the net September 10th!

via Battle For The Net.

Finally A Sane Voice on AI

Finally A Sane Voice on AI

Finally someone comes up and detracts from the fearmongering around AIs! Read all about it here:

Here’s what Microsoft’s Research Chief had to say about the issue:

“There have been concerns about the long-term prospect that we lose control of certain kinds of intelligences,” he said.

“I fundamentally don’t think that’s going to happen.

“I think that we will be very proactive in terms of how we field AI systems, and that in the end we’ll be able to get incredible benefits from machine intelligence in all realms of life, from science to education to economics to daily life.”

There you go guys, no need to worry so much as Stephen Hawking and Elon Musk would have you do. Take care with AI, but don’t panic. It’s not the antichrist for crying out loud.