Promises In The Promise Land
мая 24, 2017 8:00Leg two of Trump’s first international trip and we find our fair-haired leader in Israel and Palestine….and he did what is expected of him…..he made a speech to Israelis and then he went to the Territories to make a speech to the Palestinians…….
His speech to the Israelis is the same speech that all Americans presidents give to Israel….you are our friend….we support you….yada, yada….then he went to the PNA for his speech and I ask why?
Optimism abounds…at least in some circles……
Recent events have left Palestinians in an odd position: The absence of a clear strategy by a U.S. administration to resolve the conflict with Israel may have become the best bet for statehood they’ve had in years. This, at least, seems to be the thinking of Mahmoud Abbas, the president of the Palestinian Authority (PA), who met with U.S. President Donald Trump in the West Bank city…
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Que tal a gente falar sério?
мая 24, 2017 7:59Artigo para O Estado de S. Paulo de 24/5/2017
Se não estava antes agora a alternativa ficou absolutamente clara: ou vamos com os políticos que temos, bem ou mal mas participando do jogo, ou vamos de fato consumado em fato consumado, a reboque de juiz que ninguém elegeu.
O juiz venezuelizado é o milico de 64 modelo 2017 só que sem a reserva moral. Só sobe ao palco porque é uma reserva de imoralidade. Chega quebrando a regra, sem ter as qualificações exigidas. Já cruza a entrada carregado de todos os vícios que os milicos só tinham acumulado perto da porta de saída.
Os ultimos dias têm sido uma avalanche de “pela primeira vez na história deste país” e desta Lava Jato. Em menos de 24 horas, no grito, os 2ésleys entregaram um Congresso Nacional destruído, todas as reformas abortadas, todas as alternativas ao lulismo moídas e o…
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Ellen McGrath Smith: Deconfliction Dance Party
мая 24, 2017 7:55What’s your mood and modus operandi?
We’ve got many rooms, one for every need
and every provisional alliance,
each contingency. Sound-proofed
so your experience will not be compromised.
Here’s a list of drugs to take to enhance
your perception of what is happening.
Happy hardcore in endless loop cries havoc
and lets slip the dogs of war. Trance
fills & empties the lungs with recipes for self-care.
Dubstep says just aggregate your organs
into certainly the sun and, under palms,
a one-love spliff. There’s a barn
on the periphery for line dancing
and beer, the routine quest for a new
Dodge Ram and a happy marriage
with a decent plot of land. On a far hill
that fool who’s completely unplugged
is rinsing barley and singing lullabies
to the kit she rescued after the hurricane.
She is ageless, a deejay of the
incidental sounds of nature;
her third eye’s the…
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Chris Hedges: The Death of the Republic
мая 24, 2017 7:53The deep state’s decision in ancient Rome—dominated by a bloated military and a corrupt oligarchy, much like the United States of 2017—to strangle the vain and idiotic Emperor Commodus in his bath in the year 192 did not halt the growing chaos and precipitous decline of the Roman Empire.
Commodus, like a number of other late Roman emperors, and like President Trump, was incompetent and consumed by his own vanity. He commissioned innumerable statues of himself as Hercules and had little interest in governance. He used his position as head of state to make himself the star of his own ongoing public show. He fought victoriously as a gladiator in the arena in fixed bouts. Power for Commodus, as it is for Trump, was primarily about catering to his bottomless narcissism, hedonism and lust for wealth. He sold public offices so the ancient equivalents of Betsy DeVos and Steve…
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depois da descoberta, a gastronomia do Maria Rita
мая 24, 2017 6:54
Se a longa jornada anterior tinha sido dedicada à descoberta do lugar onde iríamos pernoitar, o dia seguinte seria todo ele para desvendar a aldeia do Romeu e os seus encantos. O sol despertou, a preguiça e a estafa não me prenderam à cama. Fui espreitar pela varanda e… Que manhã incrível! Nem uma nuvem à vista, apenas uma brisa amena e a promessa de um dia fantástico.
Domingo, dia da Mãe… um sorriso e uma lágrima de saudade se soltou. Depois de algumas arrumações na bicicleta, a manhã foi reservada para outro tipo de andanças. E por falar em “reservada”, já nos haviam avisado de véspera que a gastronomia no Maria Rita poderia estar comprometida. As mesas do restaurante estavam todas reservadas! – Oh… diacho! Depois do pequeno-almoço saí munido do telelé para fotografar e descobrir a aldeia das rosas. Romeu é um belo povoado de casas graníticas com muitos…
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