Estudantes de Curitiba põem mercenários do MBL pra correr
Ottobre 21, 2016 18:58
21.10.2016
Do BLOG DA CIDADANIA
Por Eduardo Guimarães
Durante a campanha eleitoral mostrei uma tática do grupo antipetista Movimento Brasil Livre (MBL), que produz vídeos para ludibriar pessoas com teorias econômicas prejudiciais aos trabalhadores (como exterminar direitos trabalhistas) e para constranger quem acalenta ideologia de esquerda.
Vídeo gravado pela minha equipe de campanha expõe as farsas promovidas por esse grupo.
Pois é esse mesmo MBL que, recentemente, foi flagrado abordando e agredindo jovens menores de idade nas escolas ocupadas em Curitiba.
O post contém informações de Francisco Toledo, co-fundador e escritor da Agência Democratize, em São Paulo. Ele relata que o Movimento Brasil Livre foi flagrado recentemente abordando e agredindo jovens menores de idade nas escolas ocupadas em Curitiba.
Em um dos vídeos publicados pelo grupo no Facebook, é possível ver o coordenador nacional do movimento, Renan Santos, que responde a mais de 60 processos na Justiça, além do “youtuber”…
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UNTIL THE END
Ottobre 21, 2016 15:59
UNTIL THE END
Submerged in the depths of my misery
I see no light nor exit,
but I resist to abandon myself
in the Entropy’s welcoming arms
as such an easy defeat
would seem fair,
after having fought against my own personal enemies,
I shall not surrender so easily
I’ll keep on fighting until the end,
as I am Life
and as such,
I shall live with dignity until my day comes,
when I’ll leave this world
with empty hands
but a soul full of love and courage.
Making Magic
Ottobre 21, 2016 15:58
Each year I host a party for children and their families, and every year it creates magic– not the storybook or pretend magic, but something very real.
Families gather with their children when school closes and have a pizza party on the playground. That event alone is incredibly exciting for young children. This year the weather was warm for New England, approaching 70 degrees. It was also foggy. Perfect for what was about to happen!
We carved pumpkins into Jack-O-Lanterns. That took quite a while; plenty of time for families to get to know each other, and plenty of time for each child and family to spend time together, doing something really fun. Yet, it was far more than fun.
Darkness descended and transformed carving pumpkins into another world of wonder and splendor. Imagine what it must be like for a child to be at school in the dark. When…
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Friday happy dance
Ottobre 21, 2016 15:56
Yesterday was the birthday of the elder of The Nicholas Brothers, Fayard (1914-2006), who along with his younger brother Harold (1921-2000) enjoyed a long and successful career on stage and screen. As a little boy Fayard watched famous vaudeville performers (including Bill “Bojangles” Robinson) at the theater where his parents were employed as musicians, and taught himself to sing and dance by imitating the pros. Harold learned by imitating his big brother. Soon they were performing together on stage, first at the Standard Theater in Philadelphia, then at Harlem’s Cotton Club — where the boys, then aged 11 and 18, worked with bandleaders like Cab Calloway and Duke Ellington. They went on to enjoy success on Broadway, in Hollywood, on television, and on tours of Latin America, Europe, and Africa. They even taught master classes in tap dance at Harvard — not bad for a couple of guys who’d never had any formal…
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Brindle and Butterscotch
Ottobre 21, 2016 15:54
Like a warped signal, a fading blue light,
a knife fight you never got to finish, a
breed of dog no one has seen; I collapse
like a lung, stripped of my paint, sat too
long in the sun, a list of comparisons, a
tragedy on a manuscript, ripped from the
mind of a great writer, doused in wine
and high on song; the walk I was on was
stolid yet beautiful, the leaves gently
left home to the ground, like me and my
ever growing list, and without notice, a
beauty busted me out of slumber, a man
and a dog stood fatly in an alley, and I
chuckled as his hound took aim, my
companion and I continued our journey,
I laughed and suggested we work as one;
minds apart like a stranger traveling, a
turkey dinner in June, a star crossed love
asleep on the couch, madness…
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