Para Angola rapidamente e em força

Quase 35 anos depois de ser tornado independente de Portugal, Angola está novamente a ser povoada pelo antigo colonizador: desta vez por profissionais e hordas de trabalhadores que a crise económica lançou no desemprego.Os pedidos de vistos são tantos que as pessoas mais desesperadas por conseguir emprego acampam diante do consulado de Lisboa.
Mas apesar de atrair muitos portugueses em situação de desemprego, Angola enfrenta uma série de problemas internos, entre os quais uma taxa de desemprego própria que atingiu os 40 por cento, uma inflação crescente e a pobreza generalizada.
Esta realidade gerou uma animosidade contra os estrangeiros, que são encarados como estando a tirar empregos aos angolanos.
No entender de Justino Pinto de Andrade professor de Economia na Universidade Católica de Luanda, a entrada de estrangeiros no país é um factor positivo e de carácter temporário.
" Angola tem de ser construída" declara este professor. Necessitamos de pessoas qualificadas, não apenas de pessoas com habilitações superiores, mas de pessoas qualificadas em todos os sentidos da palavra".

Frases

Mordaz

Hugo Chávez

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´ Então como vai a história do urânio para o Irão?

Para a bomba atómica...`

perguntou o Presidente venezuelano, ás gargalhadas, a Rodolfo Sanz, ministro das Minas, que acabara de entrar numa reunião do Governo. Esta estava a ser transmitida em directo na TV.

TIME, Nova Iorque

O Interesse americano nas ditaduras

Pela primeira vez, Fidel Castro e Hugo Chávez manifestaram opiniões diferentes. Quando o antigo líder cubano afirmou nas suas última « Reflexões» publicadas pelo diário GRANMA, que o prémio Nobel da da Paz atribuído a «Obama, o bom» tinha sido uma «medida positiva», Hugo Chávez, por seu turno comecou a notícia desta forma: « Fiquei logo com a ideia de que o jornal se tinha enganado e que não era verdade, pois o que seria que Obama fez bem feito para merecer aquele prémio?»
Segundo a maior parte dos observadores, a polítiva americana em relação a Cuba tem vindo a abrandar, lentamente, apesar de ainda não ter acabado com o embargo comercial.
De uma maneira geral os editorialistas latino-americanos consideram que a política norte-americana em Cuba evoluiu muito pouco desde a eleição de Barack Obama.
O escritor Eduardo Galeano autor do clássico de literatura que Hugo Chávez ofereceu a Obama sublinha que « Obama está cheio de boas intenções, mas existe um problema de preparação, de tempo.
Há mais de um século que os Estados Unidos fabricam ditaduras e quando chega o momento de fazerem acordos com países democráticos isso custa-lhes. As Honduras são um exemplo.»

Holanda

Tolerância em Baixa.

Desde os anos de 1990 que a politica das autoridades holandesas relativamente ás drogas leves tem assumido contornos cada vez mais repressivos.
Em Amesterdão, a capital, 40 « coffee shops» situados próximo de estabelecimentos de ensino foram obrigados a encerrar as suas portas desde o fim de 2008. Em Roterdão, esta medida começou a ser aplicada no passado mês de junho: 16 cafetarias já fecharam ou estão em vias de fechar. Nas cidades de Limburgo e Terneuzen, perto da fronteira com a Bélgica, apenas é autorizada a compra de três gramas por pessoa ( antes era 5). O Governo holandês está em vias de efectuar uma revisão da sua política para a drogas.
O Executivo solicitou a uma comissão que estabelecesse os pilares de um novo memorando.
Limitar a venda de canabis a consumidores locais, reconsiderar a distinção entre drogas leves e drogas duras, aumentar a idade legal para o consumo de alcool dos 16 para os 18 e noemear uma autoridade para superintender as políticas.

(I want you - Bealtes)

Temperatures rising
Fever is high
Cant see no future
Cant see no sky

My feet are so heavy
So is my head
I wish I was a baby
I wish I was dead

Cold turkey has got me on the run

My body is aching
Goose-pimple bone
Cant see no body
Leave me alone

My eyes are wide open
Cant get to sleep
One thing Im sure of
Im in at the deep freeze

Cold turkey has got me on the run

Cold turkey has got me on the run

Thirty-six hours
Rolling in pain
Praying to someone
Free me again

Oh Ill be a good boy
Please make me well
I promise you anything
Get me out of this hell

Cold turkey has got me on the run.

I was dreaming of the past.
And my heart was beating fast,
I began to lose control,
I began to lose control,

I didn't mean to hurt you,
I'm sorry that I mad you cry,
I didn't want to hurt you,
I'm just a jealous guy,

I was feeling insecure,
You might not love me any more,

I was shivering inside,
I was shivering inside,

I was trying to catch your eyes,
Thought that you were trying to hide,
I was swallowing my pain,
I was swallowing my pain.

Mini - 50 anos

It was 50 years ago today, May 8, 1959 that you were born to your proud parents the British Motor Company (BMC) and Sir Alec Issigonis. You’ve come a long way since then, Mini. You’ve accomplished things that no one ever imagined you could. We’re quite proud of you.
You were developed in response to a fuel shortage in the United Kingdom; designed to be as small, practical and fuel efficient as possible. You were originally powered by a tiny, 898cc BMC A-Series water-cooled four-cylinder engine mounted transversely, driving your front wheels. Your suspension system utilized small rubber cones in place of coil springs which made you handle, famously, like a slightly larger go-kart (only slightly). You were released fifty years ago today and you became an instant hit.
Stories of your handling prowess attracted a manufacturer of Formula 1 cars, John Cooper. With the blessing of the BMC and the help of your pappy, Sir Alec, you were developed into a contender and named ‘Mini Cooper.’ Your Cooper iteration debuted in 1961 with a larger engine (997cc) with twin carburetors, disc brakes out front and a revised gearbox that featured closer gears for increased acceleration. An even more beefed up version of you hit the scene in 1963 as the ‘Mini Cooper S.’ Your engine grew again to 1071cc and you became a rally star.



You really made a name for yourself on the twisty, unpredictable roads of the Monte Carlo Rally in the mid 60s. You eclipsed many larger, more powerful vehicles on those mountain roads and you shouted to the world, ’size doesn’t matter, it’s how you use it that counts!’ You inspired many unfortunately endowed men by winning the Monte Carlo Rally in 1964, 1965 and arguably in 1966 (you were unjustly disqualified for running an illegal headlight circuit). You took home another Monte Carlo trophy without incident in 1967.
If you weren’t already famous, well, in 1969 you hit the big time. You were the star of ‘The Italian Job’ next to Sir Michael Caine. Three Mini Cooper S’ were featured in this caper movie and slid their way around Italy in a phenomenal ten minute car chase that ranks among the highest ever put to film.

You were a hit. Not just in Britain but all over the world. You were produced in many other strange iterations: station wagons, beach cruisers, wooden panel vans. And you were produced largely un-altered until BMW purchased your name plate along with the rest of the Rover group in 1999. The last original iteration of you rolled off the line on October 4, 2000.
Two years later you appeared reincarnated and 100 percent brand new. The purist of your fans rejected your new earthly body and refused to even call you ‘Mini’ preferring ‘Bini’ (For BMW Mini) or simply ‘piece of shit.’ You were significantly larger, though still smaller than most vehicles on the road. Your forward motivation came in 1.4 liter naturally aspirated and 1.6 liter naturally aspirated and supercharged iterations. Your handling characteristics are still widely considered the hallmark in small front-wheel-drive cars.

You were, once again, a hit. Women thought you were cute and men tried their best to prove you were a badass by tossing you around orange cones at high rates of speed, careening through chicanes on race tracks around the world and modifying you for increased power and handling.
In 2003 you graced the silver screen again in a rewritten version of ‘The Italian Job’ that ironically enough had little to no connection to Italy. The car chase in that film was decent but nowhere near your epic performance in 1969. You should have won an Oscar or at least a Golden Globe.
In 2007 your second earthly body was reworked for the first time. Your face got a little screwed up in the process but most agree that you are even better than before.

Recently it was announced that your foster parents, BMW, have been working on an electric version of you. You’ve accomplished a lot, old friend, and it seems you’ve got a lot more in store for us. Who knows, you may even save the world.

* incroyable