quarta-feira, fevereiro 01, 2017
Fernando Assis Pacheco nasceu há 80 anos
Fernando Santiago Mendes de Assis Pacheco (Coimbra, 1 de fevereiro de 1937 - Lisboa, 30 de novembro de 1995) foi um jornalista, crítico, tradutor e escritor português.
Seria o Amor Português
Muitas vezes te esperei, perdi a conta,
longas manhãs te esperei tremendo
no patamar dos olhos. Que me importa
que batam à porta, façam chegar
jornais, ou cartas, de amizade um pouco
— tanto pó sobre os móveis tua ausência.
Se não és tu, que me pode importar?
Alguém bate, insiste através da madeira,
que me importa que batam à porta,
a solidão é uma espinha
insidiosamente alojada na garganta.
Um pássaro morto no jardim com neve.
Nada me importa; mas tu enfim me importas.
Importa, por exemplo, no sedoso
cabelo poisar estes lábios aflitos.
Por exemplo: destruir o silêncio.
Abrir certas eclusas, chover em certos campos.
Importa saber da importância
que há na simplicidade final do amor.
Comunicar esse amor. Fertilizá-lo.
«Que me importa que batam à porta...»
Sair de trás da própria porta, buscar
no amor a reconciliação com o mundo.
Longas manhãs te esperei, perdi a conta.
Ainda bem que esperei longas manhãs
e lhes perdi a conta, pois é como se
no dia em que eu abrir a porta
do teu amor tudo seja novo,
um homem uma mulher juntos pelas formosas
inexplicáveis circunstâncias da vida.
Que me importa, agora que me importas,
que batam, se não és tu, à porta?
in A Musa Irregular (1991) - Fernando Assis Pacheco
Postado por Fernando Martins às 08:00 0 bocas
Marcadores: Fernando Assis Pacheco, jornalismo, literatura, poesia
O ator Terry Jones, dos Monty Python, faz hoje 75 anos!
Postado por Fernando Martins às 07:50 0 bocas
Marcadores: actor, Monty Python, País de Gales, Terry Jones
Meditação sobre o Regicídio
Quando ao sol poente daquele dia, há quarenta e nove anos, a anti-nação assassinou o Rei e o Príncipe Real, caíram por terra, na pedra batida ali do Arsenal, dois homens, uma Pátria, o carácter dum povo e um princípio secular de soberania… Se a Maçonaria matou El-Rei D. Carlos, cada português, todos os portugueses, mataram El-Rei segunda vez, na escura cobardia colectiva, na estranha aceitação do crime e das suas consequências políticas…”Governar é prosseguir um ideal político. Para D. Carlos o ideal era viabilizar o liberalismo em Portugal….”O sangue tem um preço. O sangue inutilmente derramado por D. Carlos e D. Luís Filipe pesa sobre nós como herança macabra…Vingaremos o sangue de El-Rei D. Carlos no dia em que soubermos pelos caminhos perdidos da Tradição, reencontrar a alma do povo e a face da Pátria”.
Postado por Fernando Martins às 01:09 0 bocas
Marcadores: Francisco de Sousa Tavares, monárquicos, regicídio
terça-feira, janeiro 31, 2017
Notícia sobre Paleontologia
Postado por Pedro Luna às 15:08 0 bocas
Marcadores: Câmbrico, Conway Morris, Paleontologia, vertebrados
O Cardeal-Rei D. Henrique nasceu há 505 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 05:05 0 bocas
Marcadores: D. Henrique I, dinastia de Avis, El-Rei, Igreja Católica
Schubert nasceu há 220 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 02:20 0 bocas
Marcadores: Áustria, Erlkönig, Franz Schubert, lied, música clássica, romantismo, Schubert
Homenagem ao Professor Doutor João Manuel Cotelo Neiva
Postado por Pedro Luna às 00:00 0 bocas
Marcadores: Cotelo Neiva, Departamento de Ciências da Terra, Magnífico Reitor, Universidade de Coimbra
segunda-feira, janeiro 30, 2017
FDR nasceu há 135 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 13:50 0 bocas
Marcadores: FDR, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, II Grande Guerra, II Guerra Mundial, New Deal, Presidente dos EUA, USA
Sunday Bloody Sunday...
Sunday Bloody Sunday - U2
I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes, make them go away
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long
How long?
Tonight we can be as one
Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
And bodies strewn across a dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up
Against the wall!
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
And the battles just begun
There's many lost
But tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long
How long?
Cause tonight we can be as one
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Wipe the tears of your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
Wipe bloodshot eyes
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and Tv is reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On a sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday
Comin' Back To Me...
Postado por Fernando Martins às 11:11 0 bocas
Marcadores: Comin' Back To Me, Jefferson Airplane, música
Boris Spassky ,ex-campeão mundial de Xadrez, nasceu há 80 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 08:00 0 bocas
Marcadores: Bobby Fischer, Boris Spassky, campeão, Reykjavík, URSS, Xadrez
Marty Balin, vocalista dos Jefferson Airplane, faz hoje 75 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 07:50 0 bocas
Marcadores: acid rock, folk rock, guitarra, Jefferson Airplane, Marty Balin, música, rock psicadélico, Somebody To Love
O Domingo Sangrento, em Derry, foi há 45 anos
- John (Jackie) Duddy. Shot in the chest in the car park of Rossville flats. Four witnesses stated Duddy was unarmed and running away from the paratroopers when he was killed. Three of them saw a soldier take deliberate aim at the youth as he ran. He is the uncle of the Irish boxer John Duddy.
- Patrick Joseph Doherty. Shot from behind while attempting to crawl to safety in the forecourt of Rossville flats. Doherty was the subject of a series of photographs, taken before and after he died by French journalist Gilles Peress. Despite testimony from "Soldier F" that he had fired at a man holding and firing a pistol, Widgery acknowledged that the photographs showed Doherty was unarmed, and that forensic tests on his hands for gunshot residue proved negative.
- Bernard McGuigan. Shot in the back of the head when he went to help Patrick Doherty. He had been waving a white handkerchief at the soldiers to indicate his peaceful intentions.
- Hugh Pius Gilmour. Shot through his right elbow, the bullet then entering his chest as he ran from the paratroopers on Rossville Street. Widgery acknowledged that a photograph taken seconds after Gilmour was hit corroborated witness reports that he was unarmed, and that tests for gunshot residue were negative.
- Kevin McElhinney. Shot from behind while attempting to crawl to safety at the front entrance of the Rossville Flats. Two witnesses stated McElhinney was unarmed.
- Michael Gerald Kelly. Shot in the stomach while standing near the rubble barricade in front of Rossville Flats. Widgery accepted that Kelly was unarmed.
- John Pius Young. Shot in the head while standing at the rubble barricade. Two witnesses stated Young was unarmed.
- William Noel Nash. Shot in the chest near the barricade. Witnesses stated Nash was unarmed and going to the aid of another when killed.
- Michael M. McDaid. Shot in the face at the barricade as he was walking away from the paratroopers. The trajectory of the bullet indicated he could have been killed by soldiers positioned on the Derry Walls.
- James Joseph Wray. Wounded then shot again at close range while lying on the ground. Witnesses who were not called to the Widgery Tribunal stated that Wray was calling out that he could not move his legs before he was shot the second time.
- Gerald Donaghey. Shot in the stomach while attempting to run to safety between Glenfada Park and Abbey Park. Donaghey was brought to a nearby house by bystanders where he was examined by a doctor. His pockets were turned out in an effort to identify him. A later police photograph of Donaghey's corpse showed nail bombs in his pockets. Neither those who searched his pockets in the house nor the British army medical officer (Soldier 138) who pronounced him dead shortly afterwards say they saw any bombs. Donaghey had been a member of Fianna Éireann, an IRA-linked Republican youth movement. Paddy Ward, a police informer who gave evidence at the Saville Inquiry, claimed that he had given two nail bombs to Donaghey several hours before he was shot dead.
- Gerard (James) McKinney. Shot just after Gerald Donaghey. Witnesses stated that McKinney had been running behind Donaghey, and he stopped and held up his arms, shouting "Don't shoot! Don't shoot!", when he saw Donaghey fall. He was then shot in the chest.
- William Anthony McKinney. Shot from behind as he attempted to aid Gerald McKinney (no relation). He had left cover to try to help Gerald.
- John Johnston. Shot in the leg and left shoulder on William Street 15 minutes before the rest of the shooting started. Johnston was not on the march, but on his way to visit a friend in Glenfada Park. He died 4½ months later; his death has been attributed to the injuries he received on the day. He was the only one not to die immediately or soon after being shot.
Postado por Fernando Martins às 00:45 0 bocas
Marcadores: Bloody Sunday, Domhnach na Fola, Domingo Sangrento, IRA, Irlanda do Norte, massacre, Reino Unido, Troubles
domingo, janeiro 29, 2017
Adam Lambert - 35 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 00:35 0 bocas
Marcadores: Adam Lambert, Ghost Town, homossexuais, judeus, música, pop, pop rock, Queen
sábado, janeiro 28, 2017
Fernando Carvalho Rodrigues faz hoje 70 anos
Jackson Pollock nasceu há 105 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 01:05 0 bocas
Marcadores: Jackson Pollock, modernismo, pintura, USA
O Rei Henrique VII de Inglaterra nasceu há 560 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 00:56 0 bocas
Marcadores: A guerra das rosas, Henrique VII, Inglaterra, Tudor
Henrique VIII morreu há 470 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 00:47 0 bocas
Marcadores: Henrique VIII, Inglaterra, Reforma Protestante, Tudor
sexta-feira, janeiro 27, 2017
Pete Seeger morreu há três anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 03:00 0 bocas
Marcadores: canção de protesto, folk, Folk music, música, Pete Seeger, We Shall Overcome