<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540</id><updated>2009-02-21T04:27:58.377Z</updated><title type='text'>C&amp;eacuteu em Fogo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-109180114445481255</id><published>2004-08-06T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T15:05:44.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Este blogue morreu jovenzinho. Transferi-me para o Lusitano.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/109180114445481255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/109180114445481255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/08/este-blogue-morreu-jovenzinho.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108672273975219504</id><published>2004-06-08T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T20:25:39.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reminiscência</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108672273975219504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108672273975219504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/06/reminiscncia.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108619424885547131</id><published>2004-06-02T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T21:27:42.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108619424885547131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108619424885547131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/06/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108607831484227012</id><published>2004-06-01T09:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T09:27:54.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tropeçando no papel..."A Soviet Communist politican and writer, Nikolay Ivanovich Bukharin (1888-1938) is best remembered for his association with the New Economic Policy (NEP) and for his execution after a show trial at which he was falsely charged with counter revolutionary activity. He was also referred to by Lenin as the "darling of the party", although Lenin thought he had never fully </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108607831484227012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108607831484227012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/06/tropeando-no-papel.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108586167358934599</id><published>2004-05-29T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T21:16:32.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Empurro-a um pouco, com rudeza, para ver se ela acorda. Mexe-se, suspira, e continua a dormir, alheia a tudo.[Hanif Kureishi, Intimidade]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108586167358934599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108586167358934599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/empurro-um-pouco-com-rudeza-para-ver.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108569047285373243</id><published>2004-05-27T21:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T21:41:12.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108569047285373243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108569047285373243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108508374669306050</id><published>2004-05-20T21:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T21:11:52.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mark Rylance</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108508374669306050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108508374669306050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/mark-rylance.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108479466049283751</id><published>2004-05-17T12:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T12:51:00.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isabel FigueiraVinha preparado para defender Isabel Figueira e para criticar aquelas obtusas entrevistas d'O Independente. Contudo,o João já disse o essencial. De facto, a apresentadora do "Top +" não é obrigada a saber quem foi Kant ou quem escreveu o Amor de Perdição. Ela apenas necessita de ser bela, o resto não interessa.Se há alguém a criticar, esse alguém é a sociedade facilitista que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108479466049283751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108479466049283751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/isabel-figueira-vinha-preparado-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108454851359890085</id><published>2004-05-14T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T16:28:33.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soluções?A União Europeia e os seus Estados-Membros têm tido, nos últimos tempos, grandes divergências, no que respeita à elaboração de uma Constituição Eurpeia. Como já muitos autores disseram, esta Constituição não é aconselhável a países como Portugal, já que dela decorrerá um défice democrático, a favor do centralismo franco-alemão e dos eurocratas de Bruxelas (o que vai dar ao mesmo). </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108454851359890085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108454851359890085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/solues-unio-europeia-e-os-seus-estados.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108454024340728255</id><published>2004-05-14T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T14:16:35.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Manuel Monteiro,entre outros"Like democracy, the idea of a demagogue has its roots in the ambiguous Greek word 'demos'meaning 'the people', but in the sense of either 'the population'. Thus a demagogue was, even in classical times, the leader of the mob, but also the leader of a popular state in which sovereignty was vested in the whole adult male citinzenry. In the defunct, neutral sense all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108454024340728255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108454024340728255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/manuel-monteiroentre-outros-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108452610909204946</id><published>2004-05-14T09:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T10:15:09.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nacionalismo de primeira e de segunda?(notas perdidas) Há duas formas de nacionalismo: o de poltrona e o nacionalismo activo. Do primeiro, não se deve ter nenhum receio. Até se pode ler com interesse o que alguns desses nacionalistas de poltrona escrevem, já que são pessoas pacatas, sem qualquer tipo de disposição para mudar o mundo. Contudo, os segundos são mais perigosos. Estes nacionalistas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108452610909204946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108452610909204946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/nacionalismo-de-primeira-e-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108448193579354414</id><published>2004-05-13T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T22:04:22.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>InfâmiasDá-me a sensação de que , por vezes, a ignorância torna-se mais forte do que qualquer tipo de argumentação. Basta colocar rótulos nas pessoas e dar umas risadinhas para o lado para eliminar alguns adversários políticos. Não é preciso argumentar. Basta dizer umas quantas disparates e fazer cara de sono quando alguém tenta dizer algo sério. É como um mentecapto me disse um dia :"Eu não </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108448193579354414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108448193579354414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/infmias-d-me-sensao-de-que-por-vezes.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108447775369058903</id><published>2004-05-13T20:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T23:08:02.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Humor bacocoAo dar uma breve passagem por alguns blogs, encontrei umas frases de apoio a Manuel Monteiro. Em circunstâncias normais, seria completamente banal. Afinal de contas, o populismo e a demagogia têm muitos adeptos. O que já é estranho é comparar-se, o  renegado, Manuel Monteiro ao "golfista" (uso as palavras do autor) João de Deus Pinheiro. Talvez o lexema "golfista" seja o grande </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108447775369058903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108447775369058903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/humor-bacoco-ao-dar-uma-breve-passagem.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108422012916662880</id><published>2004-05-10T20:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T21:17:09.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O mundo em que vivemos          Enquanto, nós por cá, falamos do processo "Casa Pia" e ficamos colados à televisão à espera de ver a libertação de Carlos Cruz,o perigo continua à solta para os lados da Rússia e da Tchetchénia. Agora foi Akhmad Abulkhanovitch Kadirov que morreu num atentado de guerrilha em Grozni (morreu Kadirov e os civis do costume).          As relações entre a Rússia e a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108422012916662880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108422012916662880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/o-mundo-em-que-vivemos-enquanto-ns-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108404993231401670</id><published>2004-05-08T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T22:03:59.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Este mundo é o meu mundo, o meu território. Tenho que correr para a liberdade , de coração enlouquecido, a berrar de dor e de êxtase, arremetendo de cornos baixos, rasgando as barricadas que me enclausuram e me abafam. Tenho que ter espaço para me expandir...amplos, silenciosos espaços para investir de modo que a minha voz se possa ouvir até aos limites extremos e estremeça as paredes  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108404993231401670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108404993231401670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/este-mundo-o-meu-mundo-o-meu-territrio.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108397437938707123</id><published>2004-05-08T00:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T01:04:08.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Manipulação diáriaA manipulação que Francisco Louçã faz diariamente chegou, como se fosse uma epidemia, aos jovenzinhos ignorantes. Parece que são jovens ignorantes, mas que aprendem depressa. Vejam bem o que ouvi no outro dia de um bloquista assanhado (e tenho testemunhas) : "sabem, o Portas quer tirar o nome República da Constituição portuguesa para, daqui uns anos, instaurar uma Monarquia...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108397437938707123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108397437938707123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/manipulao-diria-manipulao-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108394055471969718</id><published>2004-05-07T15:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T15:40:22.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EsclarecimentoHoje fui acusado, por um conhecido, de ter sido banido do partido de que sou militante (embora militante só de nome). Essa acusação deve-se a uma notícia publicada pelo "Público", na qual se refere que "a confiança de que o partido actualmente sob a liderança de Durão Barroso, prossegue com coragem e em circunstancias nacionais e internacionais particularmente difíceis, a luta por</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108394055471969718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108394055471969718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/esclarecimento-hoje-fui-acusado-por-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108387744851511803</id><published>2004-05-06T22:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T22:10:14.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Sobre o fumadorNão é minha intenção plagiar o que  estes amigos têm dito. Contudo, queria sair aqui em defesa do fumador. O fumador é, normalmente, condenado por fumar, mesmo quando não fuma. Digo até que, qualquer desgraçado que queira começar a fumar, tem de se preparar previamente para os sermões constantes, para as flagelações constantes, entre muitas outras coisas que fazem com que o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108387744851511803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108387744851511803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/sobre-o-fumador-no-minha-inteno.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108387636785535458</id><published>2004-05-06T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T21:50:34.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NotaEspero que esta fotografia do pai de tantos bloquistas não seja causadora de algum engano.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108387636785535458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108387636785535458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/nota-espero-que-esta-fotografia-do-pai.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108387034387848751</id><published>2004-05-06T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T20:10:10.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Herói Fementido</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108387034387848751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108387034387848751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/heri-fementido.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108386940249968364</id><published>2004-05-06T19:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:54:28.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AntiamericanosO antiamericanismo é um fenómeno troglodita, que grassa um  pouco por todo o lado. Porém, o antiamericanismo europeu é o que mais me fascina. Fascina-me por várias razões que acabam todas por cruzar-se com a ignorância histórica e política. Diga-se que não me refiro aos seguidores do general De Gaulle (nem aos alemães) que pretendem conceber uma super União Europeia, rival dos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108386940249968364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108386940249968364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/antiamericanos-o-antiamericanismo-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108374266686049277</id><published>2004-05-05T08:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T08:42:11.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChiclaEstava eu em amena cavaqueira com dois facetos, quando me fazem a seguinte pergunta : "e o que pensas do alargamento?".  Entre sorrisos e olhares despropositados, dei uma resposta. Contudo, ouvi uma voz de fundo que negava tudo o que eu acabara de dizer : "isso não é possível". Era a inesperada Chiclete ao seu melhor estilo.Nesse momento, reparei que a imberbe sempre lá estivera, mesmo a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108374266686049277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108374266686049277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/chicla-estava-eu-em-amena-cavaqueira.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108358971971336010</id><published>2004-05-03T14:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T14:12:54.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O alargamento e algumas opiniõesJá muito se falou sobre o alargamento que se concretizou neste fim-de-semana. Por motivos muito pessoais, sinto-me bastante à vontade para discutir as vantagens e as desvantagens. De qualquer forma, não me sinto com vontade de repetir tudo aquilo que foi dito por personalidades que muito respeito, tais como José Pacheco Pereira. Assim sendo, vou  aqui deixar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108358971971336010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108358971971336010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/o-alargamento-e-algumas-opinies-j.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108358959668255076</id><published>2004-05-03T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T14:10:51.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woodrow Wilson</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108358959668255076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108358959668255076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/woodrow-wilson.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083540.post-108351368240445109</id><published>2004-05-02T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:07:26.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Afinal há vida!Depois de muitos dias de indignação, hoje, finalmente, consegui sorrir um pouco ao ler a, já, famosa expressão, "Eles mentem, eles perdem." Quando tropeçei na propaganda bloquista pela primeira vez, vieram-me à memória os  mais mirabolantes insultos. Contudo, hoje foi diferente.  Quando divagava pelas ruas de Lisboa, esfomeado, cansado da modorra matinal, deparei-me com o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108351368240445109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6083540/posts/default/108351368240445109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceufogo.blogspot.com/2004/05/afinal-h-vida-depois-de-muitos-dias-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05328946546121781695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16675440911387853887'/></author></entry></feed>