<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896</id><updated>2012-01-25T00:29:01.121Z</updated><title type='text'>Terras do Nunca</title><subtitle type='html'>Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere - Neil Young</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2320</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112958961877327510</id><published>2005-10-17T23:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T18:32:35.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> É oficial: Terras do Nunca entrou em pousio. Mas no link ali de baixo há um mundo de sensações novas que espera por si french kissin' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112958961877327510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112958961877327510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/oficial-terras-do-nunca-entrou-em.html' title=''/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112938994880757176</id><published>2005-10-15T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T16:25:48.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O cantinho do voyeur</title><summary type='text'>Tenham um bom fim-de-semana</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112938994880757176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112938994880757176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-cantinho-do-voyeur.html' title='O cantinho do voyeur'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112913023444486124</id><published>2005-10-12T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:17:14.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O princípio da transparência</title><summary type='text'>Diálogo entre blogueiros e jornalistas: mostra-me a tua agenda, que eu mostro-te a minha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112913023444486124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112913023444486124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-princpio-da-transparncia.html' title='O princípio da transparência'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112911254817060948</id><published>2005-10-12T11:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:22:28.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A arte da falcoaria</title><summary type='text'>Pergunto eu: em que circunstâncias devem os membros do Governo utilizar o famoso Falcon?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112911254817060948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112911254817060948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/arte-da-falcoaria.html' title='A arte da falcoaria'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112885612717831466</id><published>2005-10-09T12:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T12:08:47.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O (b)ónus (II)</title><summary type='text'>No caso Eurominas, por exemplo. Todos são culpados até prova em contrário. No caso Casa Pia, por exemplo, idem aspas. Em todos os casos chamados mediáticos, o ónus da prova  já está invertido. Na classe política em geral, alguém acredita no enriquecimento legal, normal?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112885612717831466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112885612717831466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-bnus-ii.html' title='O (b)ónus (II)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112881184274088215</id><published>2005-10-08T23:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:08:33.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal positivo</title><summary type='text'>O El Pais, escreveu-se por aí, mudou de correspondente em Portugal para dar do país uma imagem mais positiva.Na edição de sexta-feira, escreve assim o tal Miguel Mora, novo correspondente em Portugal:Título: La derecha portuguesa, favorita en las elecciones municipales del domingo;Lead: Debates azedos, plenos de insídia e insultos e fracos de conteúdo; juízes, polícias e militares em pé de guerra</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112881184274088215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112881184274088215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/portugal-positivo.html' title='Portugal positivo'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112879443434674474</id><published>2005-10-08T18:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:00:34.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O (b)ónus</title><summary type='text'>Andam por aí uns intelectuais superindignados com aquela coisa da inversão do ónus da prova proposta por Jorge Sampaio. Se calhar, até têm razão.O problema é que esses são os mesmo intelectuais, sem tirar nem pôr, que acham que deve ser o Governo a provar que nada tem a ver com um negócio pretensamente oblíquo entre a Prisa e a TVI.Esses intelectuais são, obviamente, uma treta.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112879443434674474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112879443434674474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-bnus.html' title='O (b)ónus'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112879425597425969</id><published>2005-10-08T18:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T18:57:35.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaração de (não) voto</title><summary type='text'>Há quem me aconselhe o voto em branco, há quem me recomende o voto na lógica do menos mal.Se calhar, estarei a ser injusto. Se calhar, a culpa é do Governo ou do sistema. Sim, será Lisboa uma cidade governável com uma câmara distante e meia centena de juntas de freguesia impotentes?A verdade é que Lisboa, a minha Lisboa, a do meu bairro, a dos sítios por onde passo, é uma cidade abandonada, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112879425597425969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112879425597425969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/declarao-de-no-voto.html' title='Declaração de (não) voto'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112879383284777914</id><published>2005-10-08T18:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T18:50:32.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Secretos</title><summary type='text'>Há quem ande indignado com as mudanças nos serviços secretos. Não teria sido mais importante terem-se indignado com o que fez nesses serviços a tripla Durão-Santana-Portas?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112879383284777914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112879383284777914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/secretos.html' title='Secretos'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112861690757427611</id><published>2005-10-06T17:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T17:41:47.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Micro-causa</title><summary type='text'>Neste momento, tenho uma. Aparentemente pessoal, mas verdadeiramente partilhável - penso que haverá muita gente com o mesmo problema.Eu, que nos últimos anos tenho escrito texto atrás de texto de combate à abstenção, tento racionalizar, o melhor que posso, a decisão que tomei há várias semanas - abster-me, pela primeira vez na vida, numas eleições.Post Scriptum: estou recenseado em Lisboa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112861690757427611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112861690757427611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/micro-causa.html' title='Micro-causa'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112845706680234756</id><published>2005-10-04T21:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:17:46.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiu</title><summary type='text'>Hoje não escrevo para não perturbar as cerimónias do 5 de Outubro. E depois também não, porque entro em reflexão para as autárquicas. Depois, vem o Orçamento de Estado, mais as aparições em Fátima, mais o resto que vocês sabem. Compreendam, por isso, o meu silêncio. Sou uma pessoa importante, não posso derramar o meu ruído, perdão, os meus pensamentos dessa forma perdulária. Compreendam.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112845706680234756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112845706680234756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/xiu.html' title='Xiu'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112834217605245542</id><published>2005-10-03T13:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T13:22:56.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertência</title><summary type='text'>Este blogue encontra-se (ainda) temporariamente eclipsado pela Lua.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112834217605245542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112834217605245542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/advertncia.html' title='Advertência'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112828042980391276</id><published>2005-10-02T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:13:49.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sondagens (uma adenda)</title><summary type='text'>O último de McCartney é quase Beatles. O novo dos Stones é o melhor, pelo menos, desde a década de 70. E acabo agora de ouvir Prairie Wind, que vai directo para top de Neil Young.Este é um tempo de dinossauros.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112828042980391276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112828042980391276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/sondagens-uma-adenda.html' title='Sondagens (uma adenda)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112820523659095595</id><published>2005-10-01T23:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T23:25:28.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os assessores do Expresso</title><summary type='text'>Deve ser monótona a vida dos assessores de Cavaco. Numa semana, procuram, procuram e desenterram um artigo com dois anos sobre o semi-presidencialismo. Publicam-no no Expresso. Noutra semana, dão voltas à cabeça e ao calendário, voltas e mais voltas, e descobrem que o raio calendário consegue meter numa só semana uma eleição autárquica, um orçamento de Estado e uma aparição em Fátima. O professor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112820523659095595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112820523659095595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/10/os-assessores-do-expresso.html' title='Os assessores do Expresso'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112809152735688381</id><published>2005-09-30T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T15:45:27.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sondagens (II de II)</title><summary type='text'>Eu, se fosse político, fechava os olhos e não lia as sondagens de entre sexta-feira de manhã e sábado de manhã. Eu, se fizesse sondagens, também não lia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112809152735688381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112809152735688381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/sondagens-ii-de-ii.html' title='Sondagens (II de II)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112807214170085955</id><published>2005-09-30T10:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T10:22:21.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sondagens (I de II)</title><summary type='text'>Eu também acho que há um efeito Manuel Alegre nas sondagens que não corresponde ao real valor eleitoral do dito cujo. E que Soares está desvalorizado. E que há muita direita a inchar o Alegre, mais por puro gozo do que na expectativa de que ele reduza Soares a pó. Basta ler, nos media e nos blogues, as palavras de incentivo ao poeta e os apelos, cada vez menos velados, à desistência de Soares. E </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112807214170085955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112807214170085955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/sondagens-i-de-ii.html' title='Sondagens (I de II)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112802941926823202</id><published>2005-09-29T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T22:31:12.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Machismos e coisas assim</title><summary type='text'>Conheço um blogue onde pontificam duas mulheres, muito mulheres (if you know what I mean...), onde quem manda, mas manda mesmo, é um homem.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112802941926823202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112802941926823202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/machismos-e-coisas-assim.html' title='Machismos e coisas assim'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112798239317950656</id><published>2005-09-29T09:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:26:33.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Agricultores</title><summary type='text'>A gente passa pelo Alentejo, anos a fio, e aquilo é um deserto. Nada. De agricultura, nada. Em ano de seca, surge a oportunidade para o subsídio. E manifestam-se. Podiam, pelo menos, ter deixado as camisas Calvin Klein em casa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112798239317950656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112798239317950656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/agricultores.html' title='Agricultores'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112798227642851350</id><published>2005-09-29T09:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:24:37.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Duplicidades</title><summary type='text'>Lembram-se da Alta Autoridade para a Comunicação Social, esse quisto da democracia, coio de parasitas? Pois, desde ontem, é um bastião da liberdade de imprensa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112798227642851350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112798227642851350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/duplicidades.html' title='Duplicidades'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112794212737280956</id><published>2005-09-28T22:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:15:27.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O ruído</title><summary type='text'>Sobre o referendo do aborto, acho divertida, simplesmente divertida, a polémica que sempre se instala acerca da oportunidade e da data. Tudo serve para não fazer.Agora, até a igreja católica acha que o referendo dever ser adiado para depois das presidenciais. «O bom senso exige que não haja um ruído simultâneo de acontecimentos». Mas o que tem a igreja católica a ver com isso? O que a incomoda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112794212737280956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112794212737280956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-rudo.html' title='O ruído'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112792522369884606</id><published>2005-09-28T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:33:43.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Falhas (no sentido freudiano)</title><summary type='text'>Acho espantoso o silêncio (ou a falta de espanto...) pelas cada vez mais espantosas declarações do senhor Van Zeller sobre o negócio da TVI. Ver, por exemplo, a peça de hoje no Público (inlinkável).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112792522369884606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112792522369884606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/falhas-no-sentido-freudiano.html' title='Falhas (no sentido freudiano)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112791981719488776</id><published>2005-09-28T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T16:03:37.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Piada subliminar</title><summary type='text'>Com essa fatiota, ainda acabam na comissão de honra do dr. Soares.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112791981719488776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112791981719488776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/piada-subliminar.html' title='Piada subliminar'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112781022213509335</id><published>2005-09-27T09:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:37:02.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um texto corajoso (II)</title><summary type='text'>Um dos momentos mais interessantes da blogosfera actual está na caixa de comentários do post Advertência, do Luís [A Natureza do Mal II].A reacção ao nojo do Luís pela política, pela hiperpolitização, pela degradação do debate político, não se fez esperar, os incentivos são generalizados. Eu também acho que abandonar as lides não é a solução, mas nisso, como no resto, cada um é o melhor juiz de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112781022213509335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112781022213509335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/um-texto-corajoso-ii.html' title='Um texto corajoso (II)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112778049766892807</id><published>2005-09-27T01:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T10:59:03.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem sexo</title><summary type='text'>A correspondente do Libération em Berlim falava hoje da campanha «assexuada» de Angela Merkel nas recentes eleições alemãs. Diz que começou com o entusiamo dos movimentos de mulheres e que até colheu simpatias noutros sectores políticos. Mas, durante a campanha, o discurso de Merkel nada tinha a ver com mulheres. Era um discurso assexuado.Merkel deve, por issoa) ser aplaudida porque as mulheres </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112778049766892807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112778049766892807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/sem-sexo.html' title='Sem sexo'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112768788032352126</id><published>2005-09-25T23:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:38:03.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um texto corajoso</title><summary type='text'>e, infelizmente, certeiro.«A blogosfera a que consigo chegar é tão autista como os partidos políticos e mais fechada que os jornais, rádio e cadeias de televisão. Os blogs importantes têm fechadas as caixas de comentários e já publicam correio de leitores. Ninguém responde a ninguém. Ninguém fala verdadeiramente com ninguém. Há temas tabu, quase sempre por más razões.Os que desde o início </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112768788032352126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112768788032352126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/um-texto-corajoso.html' title='Um texto corajoso'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112760725933345524</id><published>2005-09-25T01:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T01:14:19.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O eixo dos comentadores</title><summary type='text'>Estive a ver o Eixo do Mal. Aquilo é o state of the art do comentário político. Opiniões vincadas, definitivas, sobre tudo e sobre nada. Intrinsecamente contraditórias - o povo, por exemplo, tão depressa é parvo como inteligente. Fala-se porque sim, melhor, porque se é pago para isso. Sem o mínimo cuidado de informação, de saber do que se fala. A maior parte do que se diz não tem sustentação nos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112760725933345524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112760725933345524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-eixo-dos-comentadores.html' title='O eixo dos comentadores'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112760254634968482</id><published>2005-09-24T23:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T23:55:46.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons</title><summary type='text'>Apercebeu-se da chegada do Outono. Nem tanto pela luz filtrada do fim de tarde. Mais pelo bem que lhe soube a caneca de Mokambo, a torrada.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112760254634968482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112760254634968482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/seasons.html' title='Seasons'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112758006907761764</id><published>2005-09-24T17:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T17:41:09.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-americanos (um jogo)</title><summary type='text'>Fomos comprar um jogo Uno. Versão de plástico,Toys'r'us, €9,90.Na embalagem, lê-se assim:Clearly, America's #1 brand of family games!!el juego familiar más popular de los EE.UU.!Le jeu familial n.º 1 en Amérique, c'est evident!O jogo número 1 da diversão em família!Note-se o extremo cuidado em manter o ponto de exclamação em todas as versões. E a evidente omissão de referências à América na </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112758006907761764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112758006907761764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-americanos-um-jogo.html' title='Anti-americanos (um jogo)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112729790890195876</id><published>2005-09-21T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T11:18:28.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E os anti-germânicos?</title><summary type='text'>As eleições na Alemanha mereceram comentários entusiasmados cá pelo burgo. Alguns atiram-se mesmo aos alemães, tratando-os mais ou menos por estúpidos, pelo simples facto de terem votado mal - deviam era votar nas reformas, na Merkel. Votando como votaram, estão a condenar-se a si próprios.Curioso é que ainda ninguém acusou o pessoal que anda a escrever isto de anti-germanismo. E, vejam bem, isto</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112729790890195876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112729790890195876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/e-os-anti-germnicos.html' title='E os anti-germânicos?'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112720772510824385</id><published>2005-09-20T10:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:13:50.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas estatutárias</title><summary type='text'>O comentador da RTP diz que Carrilho não ter perfil. Se dissesse o contrário seria expulso? Do PSD, quero eu dizer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112720772510824385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112720772510824385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/coisas-estatutrias.html' title='Coisas estatutárias'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112717167607148535</id><published>2005-09-20T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:14:36.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É só má-fé</title><summary type='text'>Qual é explicação para este caso:Há pessoas intelectualmente activasouHá pessoas que vivem numa bolha anti-anti-americana?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112717167607148535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112717167607148535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/s-m-f.html' title='É só má-fé'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112708412739258272</id><published>2005-09-18T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:55:27.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Enviesamento (caso prático)</title><summary type='text'>Há várias horas que a Euronews, nos títulos a cada hora, abre com as eleições na Alemanha e segue com um incêndio que houve hoje em Mortágua. Vejam bem, Mortágua quase tão importante quanto o governo da maior economia europeia...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112708412739258272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112708412739258272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/enviesamento-caso-prtico.html' title='Enviesamento (caso prático)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112706409083966375</id><published>2005-09-18T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T18:21:30.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A pergunta do mês</title><summary type='text'>Porquê será que em Portugal há mais pessoas profundamente indignadas e preocupadas com o anti-americanismo do que nos outros países que conheço?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112706409083966375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112706409083966375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/pergunta-do-ms.html' title='A pergunta do mês'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112697934658881420</id><published>2005-09-17T18:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T18:49:06.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O artigo 171.º (CRP)</title><summary type='text'>2. No caso de dissolução, a Assembleia então eleita inicia nova legislatura cuja duração será inicialmente acrescida do tempo necessário para se completar o período correspondente à sessão legislativa em curso à data da eleição.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112697934658881420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112697934658881420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-artigo-171-crp.html' title='O artigo 171.º (CRP)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112697136451304837</id><published>2005-09-17T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T16:36:04.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Enviesamentos</title><summary type='text'>Como sempre, são muito estimulantes as reflexões de JPP [Abrupto] sobre os media, desta vez, mais especificamente acerca do «enviesamento» da informação.Ainda há dias JPP se interrogava se a questão Prisa/TVI não deveria ser tratada nas secções de Política e não nas de Media, como a generalidade dos jornais estão a fazer.[A questão levanta outra mais remota - nos jornais de referência, a Política</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112697136451304837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112697136451304837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/enviesamentos.html' title='Enviesamentos'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112696862696338411</id><published>2005-09-17T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:50:27.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Constitucionalismos</title><summary type='text'>Há quem ache que o referendo sobre o aborto deve encalhar na discussão das sessões legislativas. E sobre essa matéria há opiniões divergentes, mesmo entre constitucionalistas. Não se percebe é porque umas leituras hão-de ser mais válidas que outras. Obviamente, podemos sempre inverter os princípios básicos da democracia e defender que a leitura da minoria e dos seus constitucionalistas é mais </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112696862696338411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112696862696338411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/constitucionalismos.html' title='Constitucionalismos'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112686155226619829</id><published>2005-09-16T09:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T10:05:52.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O ponto G</title><summary type='text'>Pois, parece que há um programa de tv que usa e abusa de um certo estereótipo de gay. No Glória Fácil, opina-se e linka-se sobre o tema.Nunca vi o programa, mas não custa imaginar o que seja.Há a história do estereótipo - parece que a imagem de homem-gay que passa é aquilo a que costumamos chamar «amaricado». Efeminado, se quiserem - e aqui voltamos a entrar em estereótipos e nunca mais saímos...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112686155226619829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112686155226619829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-ponto-g.html' title='O ponto G'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112671635214959243</id><published>2005-09-14T17:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T17:48:14.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartaches &amp; Highways</title><summary type='text'>Eu hoje, se tivesse tempo, gostava era de escrever sobre este disco. O título é lindo, a música ainda mais. E ela está cada vez mais.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112671635214959243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112671635214959243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/heartaches-highways.html' title='Heartaches &amp; Highways'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112655317093250089</id><published>2005-09-12T20:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:26:10.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E agora, um post anti-britânico</title><summary type='text'>Unhappiness 'is Britain's worst social problem' .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112655317093250089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112655317093250089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/e-agora-um-post-anti-britnico.html' title='E agora, um post anti-britânico'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112647104639206772</id><published>2005-09-11T21:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:37:26.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...de todos os portugueses</title><summary type='text'>O Marcelo está a dizer para tirarem as bandeiras nacionais do baú...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112647104639206772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112647104639206772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/de-todos-os-portugueses.html' title='...de todos os portugueses'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112645192674499140</id><published>2005-09-11T16:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T16:18:46.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>À francesa?</title><summary type='text'>Anda no ar uma certa comoção com o artigo de Cavaco que o Expresso se esqueceu de publicar em 2003.O homem garante que não será Presidente à francesa. Como se fosse possível... Enfim, desde que não seja "à espanhola" o dr. Marques Mendes não se importa.O povo não aprende. A única coisa que podemos ter como certa é que Cavaco (ou Soares) cumprirá a Constituição. O que não quer dizer absolutamente </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112645192674499140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112645192674499140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/francesa.html' title='À francesa?'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112638558997626721</id><published>2005-09-10T21:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T21:53:09.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><summary type='text'>Depois de o Expresso ter publicado hoje um texto de opinião de Cavaco escrito em 2003, a candidatura de Soares está a fazer chegar aos jornais os manuscritos do Portugal Amordaçado.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112638558997626721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112638558997626721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112636945447709232</id><published>2005-09-10T17:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T17:24:44.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-americanos primários</title><summary type='text'>[o inimigo interno]As autoridades norte-americanas recusaram 15 toneladas de ajuda alimentar da Alemanha para as vítimas do furacão «Katrina».Acrescenta o “Der Spiegel”, as rações alemãs foram certificadas e consideradas sem risco pela NATO, sendo consumidas em intervenções militares comuns, como no Afeganistão. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112636945447709232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112636945447709232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-americanos-primrios_10.html' title='Anti-americanos primários'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112636805059181868</id><published>2005-09-10T16:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T17:00:51.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-americanos primários (galeria)</title><summary type='text'>This land is your landThis land is my landFrom CaliforniaTo the New York IslandFrom the redwood forestTo the Gulf stream watersThis land was made for you and me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112636805059181868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112636805059181868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-americanos-primrios-galeria.html' title='Anti-americanos primários (galeria)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112634724809246612</id><published>2005-09-10T11:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:14:08.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O apoio</title><summary type='text'>Hoje não há novidades sobre os afectos presidenciais do engenheiro. Será que a implosão lhe modificou o humor? A promoção regresso às aulas estará a funcionar? Coisas que me angustiam... Tanto, tanto, que tenho evitado até passar perto de um dito supermercado.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112634724809246612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112634724809246612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-apoio.html' title='O apoio'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112629167965318563</id><published>2005-09-09T19:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:47:59.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-americanismo (caso prático)</title><summary type='text'>Hoje, fomos almoçar ao Great American Disaster, no Marquês de Pombal. Juro: pensava que tinha fechado por falta de clientela.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112629167965318563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112629167965318563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-americanismo-caso-prtico.html' title='Anti-americanismo (caso prático)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112628995177276423</id><published>2005-09-09T19:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:19:11.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>País tablóide (iii)</title><summary type='text'>Nos blogues também. Também há blogues tablóide. Sim, estou a falar de blogues anónimos, que publicam o que lhes vem à cabeça, que treslêem, que confundem árvores com florestas, opinião com factos. Uns grandessissímos tablóides é o que eles são.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112628995177276423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112628995177276423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/pas-tablide-iii.html' title='País tablóide (iii)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112628981488512458</id><published>2005-09-09T19:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:52:53.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>País tablóide (ii)</title><summary type='text'>O Governo, o Sócrates, os autarcas, o empresário. Os que já foram e os que são. Especialmente os que pensam que são. Todos foram à implosão. E as televisões e as rádios e os jornais. Todos foram. E o povo viu. Em directo e em diferido. Três segundos de pó. O país é, obviamente, tablóide de alto a baixo. Não se atirem ao Sócrates, ou aos media.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112628981488512458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112628981488512458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/pas-tablide-ii.html' title='País tablóide (ii)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112628957053016576</id><published>2005-09-09T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:12:50.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>País tablóide (i)</title><summary type='text'>Parece que os tablóides é que dizem a verdade. E qual é a verdade? Que Sócrates só fingiu que implodia, porque quem implodiu foi outro. Qual o interesse disto para a história? Zero. Mas, pronto, é a verdade. Eu pensava que a informação curiosa, o fait-divers, o anedótico, o incidental, era o território por excelência dos tablóides. Que aos outros competia descrever, analisar, o que é essencial. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112628957053016576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112628957053016576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/pas-tablide-i.html' title='País tablóide (i)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112626037402792348</id><published>2005-09-09T11:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:06:14.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lições de economia</title><summary type='text'>Quando vi um post com o título «Que tal umas lições de economia?!», assinado por Miguel Frasquilho [Quarta República], ainda pensei que era uma coisa autobiográfica, consequência da triste figura que fez, há dias, no Parlamento, com os números do desemprego. Enganei-me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112626037402792348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112626037402792348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/lies-de-economia.html' title='Lições de economia'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112625444513813212</id><published>2005-09-09T09:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T09:27:25.146+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-americanismo (mais um contributo)</title><summary type='text'>Até a Economist, como nota Vital Moreira [Causa Nossa], aderiu ao anti-americanismo primário. Uma vergonha... O mundo está perdido.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112625444513813212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112625444513813212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-americanismo-mais-um-contributo.html' title='Anti-americanismo (mais um contributo)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112621389035603706</id><published>2005-09-08T22:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:11:30.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As contas do INE</title><summary type='text'>Acho que vale a pena ir espreitando o Adufe nos próximos dias.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112621389035603706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112621389035603706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-contas-do-ine.html' title='As contas do INE'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112621342865919375</id><published>2005-09-08T21:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:03:48.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai um cubano?</title><summary type='text'>O RAF e o João Miranda [Blasfémias] têm razão: aquilo de Cuba liderar o investimento em educação é de anedota.Sobre Cuba, acho o que toda a gente normal acha: o único indicador que interessa discutir é o da democracia e, para esse, nem precisamos dos relatórios da ONU.Reproduzi aquela informação apenas com o intuito de desmascarar a sacralização que por vezes fazemos destes números e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112621342865919375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112621342865919375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/vai-um-cubano.html' title='Vai um cubano?'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112619969788494038</id><published>2005-09-08T17:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:13:19.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O regabofe</title><summary type='text'>A nomeação de socialistas suspeitos continua em grande estilo:Carlos Tavares, antigo ministro da Economia no governo de Durão Barroso, será o próximo presidente da Comissão do Mercado de Valores Mobiliários (CMVM), confirmou esta quinta-feira à agência Lusa fonte oficial do Ministério das Finanças.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112619969788494038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112619969788494038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-regabofe.html' title='O regabofe'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112619344123017830</id><published>2005-09-08T16:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T16:30:41.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos então ao essencial</title><summary type='text'>No Blasfémias apela-se a que se destaquem os aspectos positivos do relatório do PNUD sobre o desenvolvimento dos países. Parece que podemos aprender alguma coisa. Aí vai, então, um modesto contributo retirado do dito relatório: Cuba é o país que gasta a maior percentagem do Produto Interno Bruto (PIB) em educação.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112619344123017830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112619344123017830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/vamos-ento-ao-essencial.html' title='Vamos então ao essencial'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112618865465328657</id><published>2005-09-08T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T15:31:02.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desesperadas em francês</title><summary type='text'>O Índice de Desenvolvimento Humano[que as Nações Unidas divulgaram ontem e em que Portugal, para variar, está cada vez pior]passa ao lado das coisas importantes da vida.Por exemplo: a França até pode ser rica, importante (enfim...) e tal, mas só a partir de hoje é que os franceses vão poder acompanhar as Donas de Casa (e ainda por cima no Canal + codificado, em aberto só na Primavera no M6 - e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112618865465328657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112618865465328657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/desesperadas-em-francs.html' title='Desesperadas em francês'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112618475902120863</id><published>2005-09-08T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:16:05.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-americanos primários</title><summary type='text'>[Contributos para uma galeria]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112618475902120863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112618475902120863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-americanos-primrios.html' title='Anti-americanos primários'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112612096011790643</id><published>2005-09-07T20:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:22:40.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Volto já</title><summary type='text'>Fui só fumar um cigarro [na verdade, estou é a escrever posts atrás de posts noutro blogue].</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112612096011790643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112612096011790643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/volto-j.html' title='Volto já'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112602698805184026</id><published>2005-09-06T18:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:20:17.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai um cigarrinho?</title><summary type='text'>Este blogue estava a ficar perigosamente anti-americano. O cigarro é Marlboro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112602698805184026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112602698805184026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/vai-um-cigarrinho.html' title='Vai um cigarrinho?'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112600872389105598</id><published>2005-09-06T13:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:12:23.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuba libre</title><summary type='text'>Há discussões que seria fácil alimentar. Um exemplo.Escreve-se na Grande Loja:O imperialismo americano é bom, sentença facilmente aduzida por milhares de cubanos desesperarem por um lugar numa instável embarcação destinada à América.Ora a verdade é que, por cada cubano que quer sair de Cuba, há milhares a quem isso não passa pela cabeça.Trata-se de uma questão de matemática, de lógica. E que, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112600872389105598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112600872389105598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/cuba-libre.html' title='Cuba libre'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112593912860105637</id><published>2005-09-05T17:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T17:52:08.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilariante</title><summary type='text'>A senadora Hillary Clinton quer uma comissão de inquérito ao falhanço das autoridades americanas no caso do Katrina. É preciso denunciar: trata-se de uma anti-americana primária. Comunista. Uma louçã de saias. Uma vergonha...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112593912860105637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112593912860105637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/hilariante.html' title='Hilariante'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112586561099723350</id><published>2005-09-04T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:26:51.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Por exemplo</title><summary type='text'>O candidato suplente do PSD às presidenciais, na habitual homilia de domingo, está a arrasar com inusitada violência a reacção de Bush ao furacão e o sistema político americano que se virou todo para o combate ao terrorismo e se esqueceu do país. Olhó comunista...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112586561099723350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112586561099723350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/por-exemplo.html' title='Por exemplo'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112586314594950780</id><published>2005-09-04T20:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:54:08.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu pequeno mundo</title><summary type='text'>Complexo, mas a preto e branco.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112586314594950780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112586314594950780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-meu-pequeno-mundo.html' title='O meu pequeno mundo'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112585291095487453</id><published>2005-09-04T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T18:29:59.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As doenças de certos (outros) intelectuais</title><summary type='text'>Sou português, tenho opinião. Mas não devo ter opinião sobre a América, quando a América sofre ou erra. Não devo tratar a América como se fosse a espécie de segunda pátria que, na prática, é para a maioria de nós.Não posso escrever sobre a América. Excepto, é claro, quando a apresentar, a torto e a direito, a título de exemplo de como as coisas devem ser feitas. Nomeadamente, se for em </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112585291095487453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112585291095487453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-doenas-de-certos-outros.html' title='As doenças de certos (outros) intelectuais'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112585216907108910</id><published>2005-09-04T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T17:42:49.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As doenças de certos intelectuais</title><summary type='text'>Critico Bush, ou a imagem que ele dá da América, sofro de anti-americanismo.Se criticar Sócrates, ou uma certa ideia que ele tem de Portugal, sofro de quê? Anti-portuguesismo?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112585216907108910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112585216907108910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-doenas-de-certos-intelectuais.html' title='As doenças de certos intelectuais'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112576008974688415</id><published>2005-09-03T16:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T16:08:09.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>He loves me, he loves me not...</title><summary type='text'>Belmiro, malmiro, belmiro, malmiro, belmiro, malmiro...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112576008974688415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112576008974688415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not.html' title='He loves me, he loves me not...'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112566180805039544</id><published>2005-09-02T12:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:50:08.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os desapoiantes</title><summary type='text'>Abriu a época de caça. Nos bastidores, nos telefonemas, nos almoços, cada uma das candidaturas tenta pescar nas águas do adversário.O PSD registou, e bem, que com Soares não estão agora apoiantes de outrora. Suspeito que, por exemplo, Cavaco, apoiante da segunda candidatura, não fará parte da actual comissão de honra.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112566180805039544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112566180805039544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/os-desapoiantes.html' title='Os desapoiantes'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112561763781592661</id><published>2005-09-02T00:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:35:05.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Esclarecedor</title><summary type='text'>O homem que dizia que tinha um plano para o Iraque não tem um plano para New Orleans.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112561763781592661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112561763781592661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/esclarecedor.html' title='Esclarecedor'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112558583424428530</id><published>2005-09-01T15:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T15:43:54.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Américo</title><summary type='text'>Perguntam-me se conheço aquele senhor de bigode escuro muito marcado que hoje aparece ao lado de Mário Soares em 90 por cento das fotos dos jornais[a anedota é ao contrário - quem é aquele senhor de cabelos brancos que aparece ao lado de senhor de bigodes?, mas agora não é disso que se fala]e, de facto, até sei. É o Américo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112558583424428530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112558583424428530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-amrico.html' title='O Américo'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112548037132826663</id><published>2005-08-31T10:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T10:26:11.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishful opinion</title><summary type='text'>Alegre é corajoso ou cobarde, a esquerda ganha ou perde em ir dividida, a direita ganha ou perde com mais ou menos candidatos à esquerda, APENAS conforme os desejos de quem opina.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112548037132826663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112548037132826663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/wishful-opinion.html' title='Wishful opinion'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112543118665173947</id><published>2005-08-30T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:46:26.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E Alegre os fez tristes</title><summary type='text'>Manuel Alegre fraquejou. No Blasfémias chora-se copiosamente.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112543118665173947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112543118665173947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/e-alegre-os-fez-tristes.html' title='E Alegre os fez tristes'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112542160695204681</id><published>2005-08-30T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T18:45:29.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Like an Angel</title><summary type='text'>Este ano - vá lá saber-se porquê, estarei menos popular? - ainda ninguém me pediu para responder a um inquérito de Verão. Não faz mal, respondo na mesma. Por exemplo, à questão n.º 9:- Que disco levaria para uma ilha deserta?- Olhe, se fosse hoje, era o For The Stars, da Anne Sofie von Otter com o Elvis Costello. E só por causa da versão absolutamente fabulosa de Like an Angel Passing Trough my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112542160695204681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112542160695204681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/like-angel.html' title='Like an Angel'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112533631969414287</id><published>2005-08-29T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T18:26:13.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Em contramão</title><summary type='text'>O líder da oposição sugeriu ontem que o Tribunal Constitucional deveria ser chamado a pronunciar-se sobre as reformas dos funcionários públicos.E porque não sobre as multas de trânsito, professor Marcelo?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112533631969414287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112533631969414287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/em-contramo.html' title='Em contramão'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112522874696911894</id><published>2005-08-28T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T12:32:26.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Baralhando paradigmas</title><summary type='text'>A série mais escaldante do estação corre no Libé. Há dias (Vendredi, c'est sodomie), a capa do suplemento de Verão tinha o seguinte título: «Les femmes, ces enculeuses. La sodomie se banalise chez les hétéros. Les femmes serait demandeuses, surtout côté actif.»Alguém quer traduzir?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112522874696911894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112522874696911894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/baralhando-paradigmas.html' title='Baralhando paradigmas'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112519113526941640</id><published>2005-08-28T02:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T02:05:35.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogues que resistem</title><summary type='text'>Há blogues que, depois de mortos, continuam a vir à tona no Frescos. São resistentes. São blogues que se revoltam contra a vontade dos autores.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112519113526941640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112519113526941640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/blogues-que-resistem.html' title='Blogues que resistem'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112519030361379494</id><published>2005-08-28T01:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T01:51:43.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A higiene de um país</title><summary type='text'>A limpeza coerciva das matas prossegue, paulatina. Esta noite é em Pombal. Podia ser noutro sítio qualquer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112519030361379494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112519030361379494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/higiene-de-um-pas.html' title='A higiene de um país'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112515917954975469</id><published>2005-08-27T17:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T17:13:22.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conselho de sábado</title><summary type='text'>Eu, se fosse a Lucília, começava à procura de emprego.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112515917954975469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112515917954975469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/conselho-de-sbado.html' title='Conselho de sábado'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112513603559680487</id><published>2005-08-27T10:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T11:03:18.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambição loira, the comeback</title><summary type='text'> [Ou Aguentem aí um bocadinho que só faltam três meses para o fim da crise... (onde é eu já ouvi isto?)]«Get Up Lisbon» é o título do DVD duplo que a cantora Madonna gravou em 2004 durante os concertos realizados no Pavilhão Atlântico. O DVD será editado em Dezembro, adianta esta quarta-feira o Correio da Manhã. De acordo com a publicação, o DVD terá dois subtítulos - «Re-Invention Tour Live From</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112513603559680487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112513603559680487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/ambio-loira-comeback.html' title='Ambição loira, the comeback'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112510352456365180</id><published>2005-08-27T01:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T01:55:07.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Elas desesperadas 2</title><summary type='text'>Há pessoas que têm preconceitos. Contra a ciência, por exemplo.Só posso, por isso, agradecer à Blogotinha o link:«Genetic differences in intelligence between the sexes helped explain why many more men than women won Nobel Prizes or became chess grandmasters», the study by Paul Irwing and Richard Lynn concludes. «For personal reasons I would like to believe men and women are equal, and broadly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112510352456365180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112510352456365180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/elas-desesperadas-2.html' title='Elas desesperadas 2'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112506301602665243</id><published>2005-08-26T14:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T16:11:55.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Elas desesperadas</title><summary type='text'>A Lusa publicou ontem uma notícia muito interessante, da qual não encontro rasto na Net. Alguém sabe mais alguma coisa? Como compreendem, o assunto é sério.Um estudo britânico afirma que os homens têm um quociente de inteligência (QI) médio mais elevado do que as mulheres, segundo dados preliminares divulgados hoje na imprensa. Segundo o estudo, realizado pelos professores Paul Irving e Richard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112506301602665243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112506301602665243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/elas-desesperadas.html' title='Elas desesperadas'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112506227078486963</id><published>2005-08-26T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:17:50.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desesperado com elas</title><summary type='text'>Eram duas da manhã e ainda estava com mais um episódio do Donas de Casa, gravado poucas horas antes. Acho que, desta vez, na Fox. Acho... porque nunca sei a que horas passa a série e onde. Sic, Fox? Entre repetições, mudanças de horário, episódios aos pacotes, vale tudo. Enquanto não chega a versão DVD, o único remédio é ir espreitando as programações, gravar às escuras, o diabo a sete. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112506227078486963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112506227078486963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/desesperado-com-elas.html' title='Desesperado com elas'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112497552171291303</id><published>2005-08-25T14:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T14:12:01.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E não é que funciona mesmo?</title><summary type='text'>Bastaram quatro visitas do primeiro-ministro aos fogos e duas interrupções de férias do senhor Presidente para que a coisa amainasse. Os comentadores tinham razão.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112497552171291303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112497552171291303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/e-no-que-funciona-mesmo.html' title='E não é que funciona mesmo?'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112490603081144237</id><published>2005-08-25T02:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T02:03:23.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os tipos dos estéreos</title><summary type='text'>A f. [Glória Fácil] regressou de férias e a primeira coisa com que deparou foi com um anúncio de um detergente e coisa e tal, o achincalhamento da mulher e mais aquilo.Ora eu acho exactamente o contrário. Que essa coisa do gajo vestido de mordomo que vende detergentes para a loiça a senhoras bem casadas se destina a perpetuar a imagem do eunuco (olhe que não, olhe que não, antes pelo contrário) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112490603081144237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112490603081144237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/os-tipos-dos-estreos.html' title='Os tipos dos estéreos'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112490693944471142</id><published>2005-08-24T19:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:11:55.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De arrepiar</title><summary type='text'>Já alguma vez sentiram o som de um picador de gelo nas vossas costas?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112490693944471142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112490693944471142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/de-arrepiar.html' title='De arrepiar'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112488486312368998</id><published>2005-08-24T12:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T13:01:03.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One more waltz</title><summary type='text'>And I'll dance with you in ViennaI'll be wearing a river's disguiseThe hyacinth wild on my shoulder,My mouth on the dew of your thighsAnd I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,With the photographs there, and the mossAnd I'll yield to the flood of your beautyMy cheap violin and my crossAnd you'll carry me down on your dancingTo the pools that you lift on your wrist.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112488486312368998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112488486312368998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-more-waltz.html' title='One more waltz'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112455940770929696</id><published>2005-08-20T18:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:56:19.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sous aucun pretexte</title><summary type='text'>Sous aucun pretexteJe ne veuxAvoir de reflexesMalheureuxIl faut que tu m' explique un peu mieuxComment te dire adieuMon coeur de silexVite prend feuTon coeur de pyrexResiste au feuJe suis bien perplexeJe ne veuxMe resoudre aux adieusJe sais bien qu'un exAmour n'as pas de chance ou si peuMais pour moi une explication voudrait mieuxSous aucun pretexteJe ne veuxDevant toi surexposer mes yeuxDerriere</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112455940770929696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112455940770929696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/sous-aucun-pretexte.html' title='Sous aucun pretexte'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112437782242766904</id><published>2005-08-18T16:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T16:10:22.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu abaixo assinado</title><summary type='text'>A minha avó, que não sabia ler nem escrever, sentia um certo incómodo, vergonha mesmo, sempre que, para dar autentiticidade a um documento, tinha de sujar o dedo e deixar a impressão digital. Não tinha conhecimentos suficientes para saber que uma impressão digital vale mais, quanto à responsabilidade civil e criminal, que uma assinatura. Mas percebia que, tratando-se de uma questão de honra, de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112437782242766904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112437782242766904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/eu-abaixo-assinado.html' title='Eu abaixo assinado'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112436943794082227</id><published>2005-08-18T13:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T00:12:36.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fogachos políticos</title><summary type='text'>O Luís [A Natureza do Mal] é então presidente do conselho de administração de uma empresa. Mas (e este mas fará alguma diferença), essa empresa dedica-se, por exemplo, ao import/export (que raio de expressão) de madeira, e possui, digamos, 300 e tal armazéns pelo país fora. Acontece que, todos os anos, ardem, mais ou menos pela mesma altura, dez armazéns (ou parte desses armazéns, para ser mais </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112436943794082227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112436943794082227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/fogachos-polticos.html' title='Fogachos políticos'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112429476521341917</id><published>2005-08-17T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:28:44.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusivo, última hora</title><summary type='text'>O Manuel acaba de escrever uma coisa sensata: «Dividir o mundo entre uns e outros é no mínimo contraproducente.»</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112429476521341917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112429476521341917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/exclusivo-ltima-hora.html' title='Exclusivo, última hora'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112429397131480453</id><published>2005-08-17T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:29:45.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinar sem se chatear (ou ser chateado)</title><summary type='text'>O Manuel dá a conversa por acabada.Como, para mim, nunca nenhuma conversa está acabada, ainda tenho duas ou três coisas a dizer:1. Não vale a pena virem com a treta de que quero silenciar alguém, ou sequer que fujo ao debate (incluindo com com quem não põe o nome em baixo). O que escrevi, e repito, é que a valorização que dou às coisas é diversa. Dar a cara pelas suas ideias é a maior das </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112429397131480453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112429397131480453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/opinar-sem-se-chatear-ou-ser-chateado.html' title='Opinar sem se chatear (ou ser chateado)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112428808758029278</id><published>2005-08-17T15:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T15:14:47.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pergunta do dia?</title><summary type='text'>E o sr. Cintra Torres? É um submarino de quem?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112428808758029278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112428808758029278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/pergunta-do-dia.html' title='Pergunta do dia?'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112428080627946971</id><published>2005-08-17T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:13:26.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinião, anonimato e responsabilidade</title><summary type='text'>Que se escreva de forma anónima nos blogues nunca me incomodou. De resto, este blogue já teve, quanto à assinatura, configurações diversas. Sendo formalmente anónimo (JMF nada quer dizer), na substância nunca o foi.Que os blogues, mesmo anónimos, exerçam uma função de watchdog em relação aos poderes, sejam eles políticos ou mediáticos, também não me incomoda. Sou daqueles que acha que as cartas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112428080627946971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112428080627946971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/opinio-anonimato-e-responsabilidade.html' title='Opinião, anonimato e responsabilidade'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112418219803571026</id><published>2005-08-16T09:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T09:49:58.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Já agora...</title><summary type='text'>... poderá o Manuel esclarecer-nos acerca da coragem que é necessária ou do que é preciso abdicar para ter opiniões fortes e polémicas e incómodas para os poderes em blogues feitos por antigos e actuais assessores de gabinetes governamentais, filhos de famosos advogados da praça, ou simplesmente em blogues colectivos tipo «sociedade anónima», if you know what I mean.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112418219803571026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112418219803571026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/j-agora.html' title='Já agora...'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112414013409523598</id><published>2005-08-15T21:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:08:54.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tadinho do Mainardi</title><summary type='text'>Isto da escrita é uma coisa tramada. Escrevemos e, vaidosos que somos, achamo-nos graça e chegamos a pensar que temos razão.Por exemplo, o Manuel cita uma data de tralha do Mainardi [com uma insinuação final que não me apetece comentar]. Fiquemo-nos pelo Mainardi. Por exemplo:«Para fazer polémica é preciso se indispor com muita gente e estar disposto a perder muita coisa.»Acontece que o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112414013409523598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112414013409523598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/tadinho-do-mainardi.html' title='&apos;Tadinho do Mainardi'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112411969460540670</id><published>2005-08-15T16:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:28:14.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os comentadores comentados</title><summary type='text'>O Abrupto publica um mail de Estrela Serrano, criticando os que criticam as férias do primeiro-ministro, e que toca num tema pouco debatido na blogosfera: a (ir)responsabilidade dos comentadores. Um excerto:.«É verdade que não temos escolas de formação de quadros políticos e que os nossos governantes saem, em geral, dos quadros partidários, muitos deles com passagens breves por instituições </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112411969460540670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112411969460540670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/os-comentadores-comentados.html' title='Os comentadores comentados'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112411935044206846</id><published>2005-08-15T16:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:22:30.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'>U2 (reposição)</title><summary type='text'>[O Verão é o tempo por excelência das reposições. Enfim, presumo que apenas por falta de motivo. Ou de paciência para fazer de novo. Aí vai, então, um copy &amp; paste de um texto aqui publicado em Setembro de 2003.]A Uncut de Outubro (à venda esta semana em Portugal) dedica a capa aos U2 e ao disco The Joshua Tree, editado em 1987. A revista lembra que foi com aquele disco que a banda conquistou o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112411935044206846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112411935044206846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/u2-reposio.html' title='U2 (reposição)'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112405632137896646</id><published>2005-08-14T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T22:52:01.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mainardi</title><summary type='text'>O Diogo Mainardi é um betinho da elite brasileira com jeito para o português. Apenas isso. Escreve mal do Lula numa perspectiva do contra. Uma espécie de Vasco Pulido Valente, mas com alvo. Ele não critica acções concretas, objectivas, de Lula. Ele critica TUDO em Lula. Como a velha cassete do PCP em relação aos capitalistas. Tudo mau. Não percebo qual o interesse deste tipo de posições. Nem o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112405632137896646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112405632137896646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/mainardi.html' title='Mainardi'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112403743800275328</id><published>2005-08-14T17:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T17:37:18.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Milagres de Verão</title><summary type='text'>Em alguma blogosfera, os noticiários da TVI tornaram-se subitamente modelos de jornalismo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112403743800275328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112403743800275328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/milagres-de-vero.html' title='Milagres de Verão'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112398061238980557</id><published>2005-08-14T01:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:50:12.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As férias exemplares</title><summary type='text'>No país onde os juízes, professores e mais uns tantos têm meses de férias. No país onde cada feriado equivale, em média, a dois ou três dias de ausência do trabalho, entre pontes e outros expedientes. No país onde os servidores do Estado têm um vasto leque de cláusulas que legalizam a balda. No país que tudo faz para garantir as mais baixas taxas de produtividade do mundo civilizado e do outro </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112398061238980557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112398061238980557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/as-frias-exemplares.html' title='As férias exemplares'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507896.post-112397992632292932</id><published>2005-08-14T01:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:38:46.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Em chamas</title><summary type='text'>Voltando a Vilar Formoso. Num rápido zapping por duas ou três estações de rádio, sou informado de que «vários distritos continuam em chamas».Eu sei que o dr. Louçã caiu em desgraça entre os opinion makers. E que o dr. Costa - função oblige - idem aspas. Mas eles têm razão. As labaredas andam descontroladas pelos media.PS: e onde estão as muitas almas que se indignaram com o circo mediático de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112397992632292932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5507896/posts/default/112397992632292932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terrasdonunca.blogspot.com/2005/08/em-chamas.html' title='Em chamas'/><author><name>jmf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593209372214645784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wNRSL2D2W7I/TP-jwZ4mEZI/AAAAAAAACRE/orqY0X8TdvY/S220/JMF%2BJorge%2BColombo.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
