<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053</id><updated>2011-12-18T18:03:14.952Z</updated><title type='text'>Periscópio-Quatro</title><subtitle type='html'>"...e se inventássemos o mar de volta?"
&lt;br&gt;José Mário Branco</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>403</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-117077427285407223</id><published>2007-02-06T15:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:05:50.413Z</updated><title type='text'>Dark Knights</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/117077427285407223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=117077427285407223' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/117077427285407223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/117077427285407223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2007/02/dark-knights.html' title='Dark Knights'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-116168715505404717</id><published>2006-10-24T11:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T11:52:35.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Miguel Sousa Tavares, o Monge Copista</title><summary type='text'>http://freedomtocopy.blogspot.com/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/116168715505404717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=116168715505404717' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/116168715505404717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/116168715505404717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/10/miguel-sousa-tavares-o-monge-copista.html' title='Miguel Sousa Tavares, o Monge Copista'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-116164024035748896</id><published>2006-10-23T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:14:39.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>400</title><summary type='text'>Pois que temos quatrocentos 'postes' espetados na blogoesfera e agora mais um portanto. (e será que o tapete é voador?).Recebi um gentil imeil de uma gentil pessoa: a petição online contra a famosa torre de vidro na marina de Cascais, esse ancoradouro de grande categoria. Como eu gosto muito deste pobre e ignorante e atrasado país da sardinha assada e da sande de torresmos, decidi por graçola </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/116164024035748896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=116164024035748896' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/116164024035748896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/116164024035748896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/10/400.html' title='400'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-116160190307367905</id><published>2006-10-23T12:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T12:11:43.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrato de um traficante bem aprumado</title><summary type='text'>Era um fulano distinto, bem aprumado, daqueles a quem um lenço de seda na lapela oferecia requinte, e não o contrário. Expressava-se num português sublime, com aquela displicência afectada do aristocrata que não era.Na verdade, conquistara tudo sozinho, a pulso. E a murros na mesa. E aos gritos também. Não fossem os seus colaboradores pensar que não era digno da sua posição de chefe, para quem a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/116160190307367905/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=116160190307367905' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/116160190307367905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/116160190307367905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/10/retrato-de-um-traficante-bem-aprumado.html' title='Retrato de um traficante bem aprumado'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-115816682622433857</id><published>2006-09-13T17:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:00:26.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não há duas sem três</title><summary type='text'>João nunca quis trabalhar. Sempre levara a vida como a cigarra de La Fontaine e, mesmo assim, jamais lhe faltara sorte ou dinheiro. Passou pelos bancos da escola como um foguete que não deixa rasto e só começou a levar bofetadas da vida quando a mãe, que sempre lhe aforrara os vícios, adoeceu e deixou de trabalhar.Felizmente, o que João não tinha em hábitos de trabalho, sobrava-lhe em bom feitio:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/115816682622433857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=115816682622433857' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115816682622433857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115816682622433857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-h-duas-sem-trs.html' title='Não há duas sem três'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-115462575196819701</id><published>2006-08-03T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T18:22:32.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O descanso de um workaholic</title><summary type='text'>Pedro era viciado em trabalho. Literalmente. Daqueles que adorava reuniões difíceis, infestadas pelo fumo de tabaco e, sobretudo, agitadas e barulhentas. Toda esta animação gerava-lhe um estado de alerta permanente e uma anormal produção de endorfinas. Rejubilava com aquele esforço permanente e tinha mesmo a sensação de ser ele, e não Deus, quem escrevia direito por linhas tortas.Mas naquela </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/115462575196819701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=115462575196819701' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115462575196819701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115462575196819701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-descanso-de-um-workaholic.html' title='O descanso de um workaholic'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-115270303612294067</id><published>2006-07-12T12:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T12:17:16.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um ano de férias</title><summary type='text'>Todos os anos era a mesma coisa. Ao fim de 11 meses de trabalho escravo, Mário, apesar da sua dedicação e assiduidade exemplares, só tinha direito a receber o prémio que a lei “generosamente” lhe concedia: 25 dias úteis de férias pagas.Mas ao fim de 10 anos sem aumentos salariais, Mário decidiu agarrar as rédeas do seu destino: já que tinha de continuar a ganhar sempre o mesmo, pelo menos podia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/115270303612294067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=115270303612294067' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115270303612294067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115270303612294067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/07/um-ano-de-frias.html' title='Um ano de férias'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-115045520206113957</id><published>2006-06-16T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:53:22.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mundial às fintas com o PIB</title><summary type='text'>Quando Luís Figo ensaia o drible pelo lado esquerdo do relvado, com os olhos colados à bola e a cabeça a sintonizar a latitude da baliza, vemos bem mais do que um semideus a levar o país aos ombros para cumprir a vontade de Zeus e de Luís Filipe Scolari. E a magia do esférico que comanda com os pés tem uma missão ainda mais poderosa do que a de simplesmente ultrapassar a linha imaginária daquele </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/115045520206113957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=115045520206113957' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115045520206113957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/115045520206113957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-mundial-s-fintas-com-o-pib.html' title='O Mundial às fintas com o PIB'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114899698837824708</id><published>2006-05-30T14:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:49:48.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundialite</title><summary type='text'>E, assim de repente, já vos confidenciei que esta questão timorense, sempre a mesma, já me provoca náuseas internacionalistas?, e com tanto para dizer, mais ainda, estes preparativos mediáticos para o encontro de milionários no espaço vital também me provoca desprezo?, quer pela bandeira, quer pelo indivíduo, quer pelo estado-falhado, que lá vai jogar?, quer pela fantochada colectiva que se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114899698837824708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114899698837824708' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114899698837824708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114899698837824708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/05/mundialite.html' title='Mundialite'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114806185327122333</id><published>2006-05-19T19:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T19:04:13.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabalho, Família e Regras de Mercado</title><summary type='text'>Quando Maria entrou para a empresa, viviam-se tempos de abundância. A empresa ainda tinha o monopólio do mercado e o serviço prestado estava de tal modo assegurado pela procura que a administração nada fez para acelerar a sua competitividade. Maria, claro está, era produto dessa filosofia e cresceu no seio de uma organização em que aos trabalhadores se exigia pouco e estes apenas exigiam o “</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114806185327122333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114806185327122333' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114806185327122333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114806185327122333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/05/trabalho-famlia-e-regras-de-mercado.html' title='Trabalho, Família e Regras de Mercado'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114590063939179768</id><published>2006-04-24T18:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:43:59.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultura e Culturas de Empresa</title><summary type='text'>Eram quatro e tinham uma amizade sedimentada à mesa dos cafés, onde discutiam os últimos romances de Lobo Antunes, mas também cinema francês, jazz e gastronomia de países exóticos. Por alguma razão, ninguém se surpreendeu quando decidiram abrir uma livraria.Mas sem bens próprios nem recursos, viram-se forçados a arrendar um espaço pequeno para a instalar, longe do centro cultural da cidade. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114590063939179768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114590063939179768' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114590063939179768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114590063939179768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/04/cultura-e-culturas-de-empr_114590063939179768.html' title='Cultura e Culturas de Empresa'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114492881371723885</id><published>2006-04-13T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T12:46:53.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CARTA DE MOUZINHO DE ALBUQUERQUE AO PRÍNCIPE D. LUÍS FILIPE</title><summary type='text'>Bem sei que vivemos tempos de leitura fácil e rápida.Mas há textos notáveis, como este que descobri por acaso no meio das minhas pesquisas, que merecem um esforço acrescido.Para o bem e para o mal, foi escrita por um homem que vivia obcecado pela vida militar e, em particular, pelo exército português.Mas tratou-se de um militar brilhante, o mais condecorado de toda a história nacional (dir-me-ão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114492881371723885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114492881371723885' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114492881371723885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114492881371723885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/04/carta-de-mouzinho-de-albuquerque-ao.html' title='CARTA DE MOUZINHO DE ALBUQUERQUE AO PRÍNCIPE D. LUÍS FILIPE'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114296667925833416</id><published>2006-03-21T18:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:44:39.280Z</updated><title type='text'>BOAS PESSOAS E PESSOAS DE BEM</title><summary type='text'>A mão colada à cara rematava o “vê” desenhado pelo seu braço fechado, ancorado no cotovelo assente no tampo da secretária. A boca aberta e o olhar ausente completavam aquela “natureza morta” que fixava o ecrã do computador: Maria abria e fechava o “messenger” sucessivamente, em busca de companhia, mas ninguém estava on-line. Mas quando finalmente decidiu compensar a solidão acendendo um cigarro, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114296667925833416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114296667925833416' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114296667925833416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114296667925833416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/03/boas-pessoas-e-pessoas-de-bem.html' title='BOAS PESSOAS E PESSOAS DE BEM'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114295106445010734</id><published>2006-03-21T14:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:39:29.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Galileia afora</title><summary type='text'>E, dizia-se à boca pequena, que o próprio Jesus fazia-se conduzir numa Toyota Hiace emprestada, de nove lugares, sem possuir carta de condução e transportando todos os seus apóstolos. Contas feitas, evidentemente havia excesso de pessoal. Mas dava-se um jeitinho e cabiam todos. Mais, dizia-se à boca grande, que Ele tivera um tio-avô, português, que vivera ali para os lados de Vila Viçosa. Pois.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114295106445010734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114295106445010734' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114295106445010734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114295106445010734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/03/galileia-afora.html' title='Galileia afora'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114017563822081477</id><published>2006-02-17T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:27:18.230Z</updated><title type='text'>Desenvolvimento Sustentável, S.A.</title><summary type='text'> &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Havia largos meses que João, dono de uma grande tinturaria industrial do Vale do Ave, pensava implementar um programa de responsabilidade social e um sistema de gestão ambiental na sua empresa. As emissões de dióxido de carbono não paravam de aumentar e as descargas de efluentes da sua fábrica contribuiam decisivamente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114017563822081477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114017563822081477' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114017563822081477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114017563822081477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/02/desenvolvimento-sustentvel-sa_17.html' title='Desenvolvimento Sustentável, S.A.'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-114009373967135899</id><published>2006-02-16T12:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T16:08:31.446Z</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tick Tock</title><summary type='text'>Ministro Freitas e Primeiro-Ministro Sócrates delinearam a sua Política Externa, na polémica dos cartoons, com grande mestria e de acordo com o Interesse Nacional do país. A maioria dos paineleiros discordou e, nunca perceberá.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/114009373967135899/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=114009373967135899' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114009373967135899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/114009373967135899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/02/tick-tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tick Tock'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113982867658923847</id><published>2006-02-13T10:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:42:57.056Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha noite deu um filme português</title><summary type='text'>E lembro-me vagamente dele: sobre a revolução cubana (!), cujos principais protagonistas eram os meus amigos (que em partes do filme apareciam em pelota parcial!), cujo realizador era um deles e eu assistente de realização (!). O engraçado: a rodagem das filmagens (mirabolantes) decorria...atravessando África! Desde Marrocos até à África do Sul. Grandes nomes de Hollywood (em barda!) faziam </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113982867658923847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113982867658923847' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113982867658923847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113982867658923847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/02/minha-noite-deu-um-filme-portugus.html' title='A minha noite deu um filme português'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113978824465015999</id><published>2006-02-12T23:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-12T23:50:44.663Z</updated><title type='text'>1835</title><summary type='text'>Pela primeira vez, gosto. De uma Sagres.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113978824465015999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113978824465015999' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113978824465015999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113978824465015999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/02/1835.html' title='1835'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113941871665565098</id><published>2006-02-08T17:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:11:56.666Z</updated><title type='text'>A selva adensa</title><summary type='text'>Chegou o tempo de dar o salto, sem lianas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113941871665565098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113941871665565098' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113941871665565098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113941871665565098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/02/selva-adensa.html' title='A selva adensa'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113898641839975560</id><published>2006-02-03T17:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-03T17:07:47.333Z</updated><title type='text'>O derradeiro teste 2</title><summary type='text'>Encefalopatia espongiforme, humana.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113898641839975560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113898641839975560' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113898641839975560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113898641839975560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-derradeiro-teste-2.html' title='O derradeiro teste 2'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113802989333992384</id><published>2006-01-23T15:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:24:53.350Z</updated><title type='text'>Primeira</title><summary type='text'>Depois da campanha eleitoral cinco-contra-um, o país engravidou o seu salvador da pátria.</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113777122175195106</id><published>2006-01-20T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:33:41.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Route 60</title><summary type='text'>O grande mestre-louco faz hoje sessenta anos. Parabéns, pela arte.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113777122175195106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113777122175195106' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113777122175195106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113777122175195106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/route-60.html' title='Route 60'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113752034100211768</id><published>2006-01-17T17:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:52:21.013Z</updated><title type='text'>Eutanásia</title><summary type='text'>Sentença foi cumprida ao início do dia de hoje Califórnia executa homem de 76 anos cego, surdo e confinado a uma cadeira de rodas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113752034100211768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113752034100211768' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113752034100211768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113752034100211768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/eutansia.html' title='Eutanásia'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113742272486616373</id><published>2006-01-16T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-21T14:37:47.996Z</updated><title type='text'>O derradeiro teste</title><summary type='text'>Negativo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113742272486616373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113742272486616373' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113742272486616373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113742272486616373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/o-derradeiro-teste.html' title='O derradeiro teste'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113689057574582330</id><published>2006-01-10T10:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:46:09.556Z</updated><title type='text'>Caudal emocional</title><summary type='text'>Vários afluentes que transbordam simultaneamente para o meu rio de sensibilidade.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113689057574582330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113689057574582330' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113689057574582330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113689057574582330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/caudal-emocional.html' title='Caudal emocional'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113689013694437129</id><published>2006-01-10T10:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-10T10:52:20.886Z</updated><title type='text'>Arde em mim</title><summary type='text'>Manual de Compreensão do meu Eu.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113689013694437129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113689013694437129' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113689013694437129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113689013694437129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/arde-em-mim.html' title='Arde em mim'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113689000183755189</id><published>2006-01-10T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-21T10:14:52.300Z</updated><title type='text'>Ardeu em Alexandria</title><summary type='text'>Manual de Compreensão da Mulher.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113689000183755189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113689000183755189' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113689000183755189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113689000183755189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/ardeu-em-alexandria.html' title='Ardeu em Alexandria'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113681409912244873</id><published>2006-01-09T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-09T13:41:39.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Há greve em Nova Iorque</title><summary type='text'>Faz sol no meu país.</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113665407683454281</id><published>2006-01-07T17:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:46:46.983Z</updated><title type='text'>Descartado de tabaco</title><summary type='text'>Penso, logo não fumo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113665407683454281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113665407683454281' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113665407683454281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113665407683454281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/descartado-de-tabaco.html' title='Descartado de tabaco'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113664587188223400</id><published>2006-01-07T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:57:51.883Z</updated><title type='text'>Deixar de fumar</title><summary type='text'>Hummmmmmmmm, apetecia-me mesmo um cigarrito.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113664587188223400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113664587188223400' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113664587188223400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113664587188223400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/deixar-de-fumar.html' title='Deixar de fumar'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113664527405529713</id><published>2006-01-07T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:49:33.806Z</updated><title type='text'>De Mais</title><summary type='text'>«Pelo menos nas Avenidas Novas, o João César Monteiro era uma personagem célebre. Com o seu corpo frágil, o seu nariz imenso e as suas costas curvadas, parecia uma galinha. As histórias que sobre ele corriam não tinham fim. Dizia-se que, em miúdo, fora expulso do Colégio Moderno por ter colocado um pintelho num ovo estrelado cujo destinatário era o Dr. Mário Soares, o dono do estabelecimento. A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113664527405529713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113664527405529713' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113664527405529713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113664527405529713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/de-mais.html' title='De Mais'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113639523520788969</id><published>2006-01-04T16:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T18:03:06.003Z</updated><title type='text'>Sem título</title><summary type='text'>O problema da política à portuguesa reside no simples facto de determinadas personalidades, senão grande parte da populaça, votar neste por que é de um quadrante político, naquele por que é do outro; mormente a pseudo força de ideias (vai-se lá saber) dos políticos e apoiantes resume-se à representação de três ou quatro ou cinco grandes famílias, simultaneamente clientes e fornecedores delas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113639523520788969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113639523520788969' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113639523520788969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113639523520788969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2006/01/sem-ttulo.html' title='Sem título'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113568138030638450</id><published>2005-12-27T11:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-27T11:03:00.316Z</updated><title type='text'>"Vai, e dá-lhes trabalho"</title><summary type='text'>Luís Miguel Cintra, Prémio Pessoa 2005</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113568138030638450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113568138030638450' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113568138030638450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113568138030638450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/12/vai-e-d-lhes-trabalho.html' title='&quot;Vai, e dá-lhes trabalho&quot;'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113527255662070113</id><published>2005-12-22T16:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-22T17:45:43.516Z</updated><title type='text'>Natal</title><summary type='text'>Natal. Que vasto mistério desenrolas neste momento do ano, ainda pouco vislumbras. Mal explicas o fenómeno. Dizes coisas bonitas. Estás presente. Juntas-te com a família. Agregas os amigos. Discutes. Falas. Lamentas. Abraças. Beijas. Ris. Choras. Sonhas. Lembras-te daqueles que já não estão. Meditas. Anseias o porvir. Encorajas. O que fizeste. O que não fizeste. O que vais fazer. O futuro, ali. O</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113527255662070113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113527255662070113' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113527255662070113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113527255662070113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113475204651658560</id><published>2005-12-16T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-16T16:58:03.690Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais do Que Tudo</title><summary type='text'>«Passei toda a noite, sem dormir, vendo, sem espaço, a figura dela»Passei toda a noite, sem dormir, vendo, sem espaço, a figura dela,E vendo-a sempre de maneiras diferentes do que a encontro a ela.Faço pensamentos com a recordação do que ela é quando me fala,E em cada pensamento ela varia de acordo com a sua semelhança.Amar é pensar.E eu quase que me esqueço de sentir só de pensar nela.Não sei </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113475204651658560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113475204651658560' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113475204651658560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113475204651658560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/12/mais-do-que-tudo.html' title='Mais do Que Tudo'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113378919616720296</id><published>2005-12-05T13:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:39:37.726Z</updated><title type='text'>A espuma</title><summary type='text'>"Sempre que sinto um sabor a fel na boca; sempre que a minha alma se transforma num Novembro brumoso e húmido; sempre que dou por mim a parar diante das agências funerárias e a marchar na esteira dos funerais que cruzam o meu caminho; e, principalmente, quando a neurastenia se apodera de mim de tal modo que preciso de todo o meu bom senso para não começar a arrancar os chapéus de todos os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113378919616720296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113378919616720296' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113378919616720296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113378919616720296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/12/espuma.html' title='A espuma'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113326006290476699</id><published>2005-11-29T10:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-29T10:27:42.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Ao nosso Tiago:</title><summary type='text'>Que faz hoje anos e a quem todos queremos dar o nosso maior abraço de estima e admiração, e para quem resolvemos encomendar este bolinho:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113326006290476699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113326006290476699' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113326006290476699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113326006290476699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/11/ao-nosso-tiago.html' title='Ao nosso Tiago:'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113258732716958724</id><published>2005-11-21T15:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-21T15:35:27.180Z</updated><title type='text'>Conto de Natal</title><summary type='text'>Para o Vasco. Doutor desde sempre. A partir de hoje, ainda mais.  Vasco é barão. Não desses barões de pacotilha inventados a martelo no tempo da monarquia. Não. Vasco é barão de verdade. Com um passado, um brazão, fortuna pessoal e, acima de tudo, classe.A classe de quem sabe o que vale, e de quem, para mostrar quanto vale, não precisa de pagar 75 Euros por uma sopa de ninho de andorinhas no “</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113258732716958724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113258732716958724' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113258732716958724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113258732716958724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/11/conto-de-natal_21.html' title='Conto de Natal'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113231210265154410</id><published>2005-11-18T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-18T11:15:02.870Z</updated><title type='text'>Queda de Véu</title><summary type='text'>As nossas amigas Turcas, por momentos e fruto de um aliviar de tensão, esqueceram-se dos punhos de renda inculcados na Universidade de Ancara, na cadeira de 'Marketing Civilizacional'. Instantaneamente libertaram-se do seu estado 'mutante' e agiram na sua bela naturalidade. Entretanto, no túmulo, Mustafa Kemal Atatürk deu uma voltinha e desacreditou. Mehmed II, também no túmulo, uivou pela falta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113231210265154410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113231210265154410' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113231210265154410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113231210265154410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/11/queda-de-vu.html' title='Queda de Véu'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113205586151736482</id><published>2005-11-15T11:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-15T12:00:20.253Z</updated><title type='text'>É escolher, freguesa...</title><summary type='text'>É provável que um destes senhores venha a ser o próximo presidente da república.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113205586151736482/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113205586151736482' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113205586151736482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113205586151736482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/11/escolher-freguesa.html' title='É escolher, freguesa...'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113197893900111976</id><published>2005-11-14T14:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-14T14:35:39.013Z</updated><title type='text'>Ele está no meio de nós...</title><summary type='text'>Arrebenta a bolha, que já dei com ele!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113197893900111976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113197893900111976' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113197893900111976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113197893900111976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/11/ele-est-no-meio-de-ns.html' title='Ele está no meio de nós...'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113041813462801964</id><published>2005-10-27T14:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T14:28:09.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Circo Kosta chegou à cidade</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113041813462801964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113041813462801964' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113041813462801964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113041813462801964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-circo-kosta-chegou-cidade.html' title='O Circo Kosta chegou à cidade'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-113031981008732804</id><published>2005-10-26T10:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:43:30.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Funcionalismo Público</title><summary type='text'>E, do alto da sua abnegada humildade, disse Tiago, também conhecido por "Titi o Nazareno": «Ó Mestre, não é da minha lavra, mas é uma parábola excelente, ora oiça»:ERA UMA VEZ...... Quatro funcionários públicos chamados Toda-a-Gente, Alguém , Qualquer-Um e Ninguém.Havia um trabalho importante para fazer e Toda-a-Gente tinha a certeza que Alguém o faria.Qualquer-Um podia fazê-lo, mas Ninguém o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/113031981008732804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=113031981008732804' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113031981008732804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/113031981008732804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/10/funcionalismo-pblico.html' title='Funcionalismo Público'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112964661381533808</id><published>2005-10-18T15:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T15:43:33.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slogan atrasado</title><summary type='text'>Felgueiras merece Felgueiras!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112964661381533808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112964661381533808' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112964661381533808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112964661381533808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/10/slogan-atrasado.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Slogan&lt;/em&gt; atrasado'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112836133562197954</id><published>2005-10-03T18:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:05:42.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!: A Gula da Velha</title><summary type='text'>Mudam-se os tempos, mudam-se os 'templates'. Será ou não, a discussão está aberta. E aquele 'post' delicodoce com tendências cáusticas urge por de mais. Coragem, portanto.E já agora: a bomba começa a entrar na Europa - discute-se hoje e sempre - e na sua rebentação nada mais restará. Mudam-se os tempos e a gula da Velha em engolir Estados não será benéfico.Assistimos portanto ao começo do fim, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112836133562197954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112836133562197954' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112836133562197954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112836133562197954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/10/oops-gula-da-velha.html' title='Oops!: A Gula da Velha'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112738923381060656</id><published>2005-09-22T12:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:10:57.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Descubra as diferenças</title><summary type='text'>Contava-me um familiar residente no Brasil que, para se atravessar um rio com uma manada de umas quatrocentas cabeças de gado é costume recorrer-se ao truque do "boi de piranha": mata-se um boi e atira-se a carcaça para uma margem do rio, atravessando-se depois com toda a manada a umas centenas de metros de distância. "Assim ais piranha' ficam entretjida", rematava o meu primo.Fátima Felgueiras  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112738923381060656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112738923381060656' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112738923381060656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112738923381060656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/09/descubra-as-diferenas.html' title='Descubra as diferenças'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112738204647650949</id><published>2005-09-22T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T11:13:52.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>(Nem) Freud explica...</title><summary type='text'>Ao ler este texto de Eduardo Dâmaso no DN - jornalista por quem eu até tenho grande estima - começo a pensar que há em Portugal um certo fetiche com a prisão preventiva...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112738204647650949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112738204647650949' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112738204647650949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112738204647650949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/09/nem-freud-explica.html' title='(Nem) Freud explica...'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112729792467921213</id><published>2005-09-21T11:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T11:22:18.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A consciência</title><summary type='text'>Sobreviver é um privilégio que gera obrigações especiais.Simon Wiesenthal, 31/12/1908 - 20/09/2005</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112729792467921213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112729792467921213' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112729792467921213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112729792467921213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/09/conscincia.html' title='A consciência'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112619669251279958</id><published>2005-09-08T17:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T17:24:52.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Duas razões para votar na Prof.ª Manuela Magno para a Presidência da República</title><summary type='text'>A ORDEM POR QUE NASCERAM A MÃE E OS TIOS, E OS PETISCOS DA AVÓ«Os avós maternos, Eduardo Sousa e Maria d'Ajuda Monteiro, ambos trabalhadores, tiveram 4 filhas e 2 filhos, por esta ordem, e moravam num 3º andar da Rua do Machadinho, na Madragoa. Nunca me esquecerei dos petiscos que a avó Maria d'Ajuda cozinhava e da fantástica vista para o rio Tejo que se tinha da varanda da cozinha.», in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112619669251279958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112619669251279958' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112619669251279958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112619669251279958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/09/duas-razes-para-votar-na-prof-manuela.html' title='Duas razões para votar na Prof.ª Manuela Magno para a Presidência da República'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112617868723640811</id><published>2005-09-08T12:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:33:54.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Da igualdade</title><summary type='text'>A Prof.ª Manuela Magno, ao que sei a primeira pré-candidata às próximas eleições presidenciais, anda muito aborrecida - parece que com toda a propriedade - com o ainda Presidente de (cof cof) todos os portugueses, porque anda desde 2004 a pedir-lhe uma audiência sem ter, até à data, logrado obtê-la.Entretanto, e como é do domínio público, Soares e Cavaco foram, recentemente, recebidos por Jorge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112617868723640811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112617868723640811' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112617868723640811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112617868723640811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/09/da-igualdade.html' title='Da igualdade'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112601194346452107</id><published>2005-09-06T14:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:08:49.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que farei quando tudo arde?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112601194346452107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112601194346452107' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112601194346452107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112601194346452107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/09/que-farei-quando-tudo-arde.html' title='Que farei quando tudo arde?'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112549975182655672</id><published>2005-08-31T15:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T15:55:59.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O respeitinho é muito bonito...</title><summary type='text'>... ou, como diz aqui, a celeridade da justiça:«O motorista da viatura oficial do presidente do Tribunal Constitucional (TC), Artur Maurício, foi apanhado, esta semana por militares da Brigada de Trânsito de Coina, a 200 quilómetros por hora na A2, quando conduzia aquele magistrado a uma reunião em Lisboa, segundo uma notícia da TVI. A intercepção ocorreu a 28 quilómetros da capital, pelas 12h08.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112549975182655672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112549975182655672' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112549975182655672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112549975182655672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-respeitinho-muito-bonito.html' title='O respeitinho é muito bonito...'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112479333078694838</id><published>2005-08-23T11:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:42:32.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A credulidade e o golpe que vai estando … estando …</title><summary type='text'>O constante golpe de Estado que se vive em Portugal vai para trinta anos “furou o lençol”, revelando a sua magnitude em dois momentos cruciais: (i) a morte de Sá Carneiro, e (ii) o processo Casa Pia na sua envolvente política.Em ambos os casos, a utilização da “normalidade das instituições”, “o que deve ser”, empurrou a trama para os tribunais, fazendo uso da burocracia; não há culpados mas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112479333078694838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112479333078694838' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112479333078694838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112479333078694838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/credulidade-e-o-golpe-que-vai-estando.html' title='A credulidade e o golpe que vai estando … estando …'/><author><name>R.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112478782366209450</id><published>2005-08-23T09:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T10:03:43.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coimbra, aqui ao lado</title><summary type='text'>O meu amigo coimbrão José da Costa Brites abriu uma exposição permanente na Internet, pondo à distância de um clique o seu acervo de pinturas, desenhos, trabalhos de azulejaria e escritos sobre Arte. Num gesto magnânimo, endereçou-me um convite para a inauguração e deu-me carta branca para levar comigo quem eu quisesse.Levei as suas palavras à letra: decidi levar-vos a todos. Considerem-se, pois,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112478782366209450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112478782366209450' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112478782366209450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112478782366209450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/coimbra-aqui-ao-lado.html' title='Coimbra, aqui ao lado'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112444545309282255</id><published>2005-08-19T10:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T11:40:27.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>«Carreirismo»</title><summary type='text'>«Após ter surripiado por três vezes a compota da despensa, seu pai admoestou-o. Depois de ter roubado a caixa do senhor Esteves da mercearia da esquina, seu pai pô-lo na rua. Voltou passados vinte e dois anos, com chofer fardado. Era Director Geral das Polícias. Seu pai teve o enfarte.»Mário-Henrique Leiria, Contos do Gin TonicBrinde: Natália de Andrade, que nos chegou pelo mão do amigo Arrebenta</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112444545309282255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112444545309282255' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112444545309282255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112444545309282255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/carreirismo.html' title='«Carreirismo»'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112385708509547216</id><published>2005-08-12T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T15:31:25.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Princípio de Peter - revisto, actualizado e ilustrado</title><summary type='text'>"É errado fundar partidos só porque não concordamos com a linha que o partido está a seguir".Frase do deputado à AR e líder da Juventude Popular João Almeida, ao Semanário, em 2003, a propósito do abandono do PP por parte de Mauel Monteiro.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112385708509547216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112385708509547216' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112385708509547216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112385708509547216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-princpio-de-peter-revisto.html' title='O Princípio de Peter - revisto, actualizado e ilustrado'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112324333747109382</id><published>2005-08-05T12:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T13:02:17.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos Fogos: «Indústria dos Incêndios»</title><summary type='text'>«A evidência salta aos olhos: o país está a arder porque alguém quer que ele arda. Ou melhor, porque muita gente quer que ele arda. Há uma verdadeira indústria dos incêndios em Portugal. Há muita gente a beneficiar, directa ou indirectamente, da terra queimada.Oficialmente, continua a correr a versão de que não há motivações económicas para a maioria dos incêndios. Oficialmente continua a ser </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112324333747109382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112324333747109382' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112324333747109382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112324333747109382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/dos-fogos-indstria-dos-incndios.html' title='Dos Fogos: «Indústria dos Incêndios»'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112316785513132491</id><published>2005-08-04T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T16:04:15.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aeroportos</title><summary type='text'>Encontrei este texto algures na net. Leiam que é eloquente:«Como não percebo nada de aeroportos, deixo à v. consideração   Uma história de 2 aeroportos:  Áreas:* Aeroporto de Málaga: 320 hectares,* Aeroporto de Lisboa: 520 hectares.   Pistas:* Aeroporto de Málaga: 1 pista,* Aeroporto de Lisboa: 2 pistas.   Tráfego (2004):* Aeroporto de Málaga: 12 milhões de passageiros, taxa de crescimento,7% a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112316785513132491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112316785513132491' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112316785513132491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112316785513132491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/aeroportos.html' title='Aeroportos'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112306014159367576</id><published>2005-08-03T10:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T10:09:01.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><summary type='text'>E se de repente descobrisse que há livros proibidos em Portugal... outra vez?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112306014159367576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112306014159367576' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112306014159367576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112306014159367576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/08/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112230652522444456</id><published>2005-07-25T16:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T16:48:45.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando for grande não vou trabalhar</title><summary type='text'>Alguns esclarecimentos prévios: a crónica que se segue não foi escrita num dia de tempestade, anúncio de aumento de impostos ou taxas sociais; o cronista não contesta as virtudes claras do Estado Previdência, antes chama a atenção para alguns aspectos que prejudicam a vida dos profissionais e das empresas, susceptíveis de correcção; o cronista não é anarquista, ainda que às vezes possa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112230652522444456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112230652522444456' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112230652522444456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112230652522444456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/quando-for-grande-no-vou-trabalhar.html' title='Quando for grande não vou trabalhar'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112228513657153795</id><published>2005-07-25T10:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:52:16.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A guerra dos mundos</title><summary type='text'>No nosso caso, não é entre terráqueos e extra-terrestres. É entre o primeiro - que almejamos; e o terceiro - que é o que verdadeiramente somos.Atente-se nas palavras do dr. Miguel Reis do Portugal Global e na forma medieva como o SEF trata quem se dirige ao nosso país.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112228513657153795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112228513657153795' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112228513657153795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112228513657153795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/guerra-dos-mundos.html' title='A guerra dos mundos'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112228453246879612</id><published>2005-07-25T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:45:01.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Lance na Europa</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112228453246879612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112228453246879612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112228453246879612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112228453246879612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/um-lance-na-europa.html' title='Um Lance na Europa'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112213142857287211</id><published>2005-07-23T15:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:13:29.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisboa - Nova Iorque</title><summary type='text'>Aparece como uma grande necessidade básica para a sociedade portuguesa (contando também com as vertentes Bantú, Índia e Eslava), a premência da construção da ponte rodoviária e ferroviária que ligará Lisboa a Nova Iorque.A obra será aberta a concurso internacional já no próximo mês de Setembro, sendo que o prazo máximo para a realização dos trabalhos é de 11900 meses.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112213142857287211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112213142857287211' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112213142857287211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112213142857287211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/lisboa-nova-iorque.html' title='Lisboa - Nova Iorque'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112185393875054128</id><published>2005-07-20T11:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T11:05:38.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O mito do eterno retorno</title><summary type='text'>A direita não vota Freitas porque ele os traíu.A esquerda não vota Freitas porque ele há-de traí-los.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112185393875054128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112185393875054128' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112185393875054128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112185393875054128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/o-mito-do-eterno-retorno.html' title='O mito do eterno retorno'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112168810631818742</id><published>2005-07-18T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T13:01:46.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OS SETE PECADOS MORTAIS</title><summary type='text'>IEnquanto sorvia o último trago de gin na esplanada, deliciava-se a apreciar o brilho do seu próprio colar de pérolas, certamente mais caro do que o relógio que o Orgulho lhe oferecera na véspera. O fascínio da Luxúria era de tal forma que nem sequer se apercebera da subtileza com que a Inveja a espiava à distância.Ao longo dos anos, a Inveja fora capaz de desenvolver uma enorme discrição para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112168810631818742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112168810631818742' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112168810631818742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112168810631818742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/os-sete-pecados-mortais.html' title='OS SETE PECADOS MORTAIS'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112168810808607199</id><published>2005-07-18T12:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T13:01:48.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Linguagem Masculina</title><summary type='text'>1. Tenho fome = Tenho fome2. Tenho sono = Tenho sono3. Estou cansado = Estou cansado4. Que vestido bonito = Que corpo bombástico5. Amo-te = Apetece-me sexo contigo6. Estou chateado = Apetece-me sexo contigo7. Queres dançar? = Apetece-me sexo contigo8. Posso telefonar-te? = Apetece-me sexo contigo9. Queres ir ao cinema? = Apetece-me sexo contigo10. Queres ir jantar? = Apetece-me sexo contigo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112168810808607199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112168810808607199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112168810808607199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112168810808607199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/linguagem-masculina.html' title='Linguagem Masculina'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112152889950343335</id><published>2005-07-16T16:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T16:48:19.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Linguagem Feminina</title><summary type='text'>1. Sim = Não2. Não = Sim3. Talvez = Não4. Nós precisamos = Eu quero5. Desculpa = A culpa é tua6. Precisamos de falar = Estás lixado7. Claro, sempre em frente = É melhor não ires8. Faz o que quiseres = Depois conversamos9. Não estou chateada = Claro que estou seu parvito10. Estás muito carinhoso hoje = Será que só pensas em sexo?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112152889950343335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112152889950343335' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112152889950343335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112152889950343335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/linguagem-feminina.html' title='Linguagem Feminina'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112152747206603874</id><published>2005-07-16T16:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T16:30:00.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading for Venus</title><summary type='text'>«We're leaving togetherBut still it's farewellAnd maybe we'll come backTo earth, who can tellI guess there is no one to blameWe're leaving ground (leaving ground)Will things ever be the same againIt's the final countdown...The final countdownOoh ohWe're heading for Venus (Venus)And still we stand tallCause maybe they've seen usAnd welcome us all (yeah)With so many light years to goAnd things to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112152747206603874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112152747206603874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112152747206603874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112152747206603874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/heading-for-venus.html' title='Heading for Venus'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112118758007741658</id><published>2005-07-12T17:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T18:01:36.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>USD 9,200.00</title><summary type='text'>«From the Christofle Haute Orfevrerie Collection: As designed by Michele Oka Doner, the intricately carved tabletop is designed to mirror a frond's natural cross-hatching and veining and rests atop a pedestal. Christofle silver. Limited, signed and numbered edition. Measures 15 1/2" diameter and 19" high. Handmade. Limited edition of 50 pieces.»</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112118758007741658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112118758007741658' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112118758007741658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112118758007741658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/usd-920000.html' title='USD 9,200.00'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112091771057904268</id><published>2005-07-09T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T15:01:50.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusivo</title><summary type='text'>Ministro da Burocracia tem 37 motoristas, sendo que 5 não têm carta de condução e 3 menos de dois anos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112091771057904268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112091771057904268' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112091771057904268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112091771057904268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/exclusivo.html' title='Exclusivo'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112056036937938936</id><published>2005-07-05T11:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T11:48:21.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero em tradução</title><summary type='text'>"História da União Europeia", Rogelio Pérez-Bustamante e Juan Manuel Uruburu Colsa, COimbra Editora, Coimbra 2004. Anda em busca de um livro que retrate a evolução do ideal comunitário na Europa? Quer deslaçar o nó complexo das estruturas institucionais da União? Quer documentar-se bem acerca do futuro proposto para a UE antes de tomar posição no referendo? Procura uma obra que lhe garanta rigor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112056036937938936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112056036937938936' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112056036937938936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112056036937938936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/zero-em-traduo.html' title='Zero em tradução'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112055902221259096</id><published>2005-07-05T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T11:23:42.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sei como é que há homens que gostam disto...</title><summary type='text'>Há 800.000 alcoólicos em Portugal. Desses 800.000, há 799.999 cujas alarvidades não são reverberadas diariamente pela comunicação social. Continuo sem perceber por que razão se dá tanta importância às declarações de Alberto João Jardim, a única pessoa que eu conheço que é inimputável em "part-time" - faz o turno da tarde.Já agora, para quem gosta: "Os bêbados", de José Malhoa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112055902221259096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112055902221259096' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112055902221259096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112055902221259096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-sei-como-que-h-homens-que-gostam.html' title='Não sei como é que há homens que gostam disto...'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112048538254176742</id><published>2005-07-04T14:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T14:57:34.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling_Doctor Freud:</title><summary type='text'>Esta noite tive um estranho sonho. Sonhei que estava a sonhar. E, duplamente, não conseguia dormir.Que quererá dizer?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112048538254176742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112048538254176742' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112048538254176742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112048538254176742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/callingdoctor-freud.html' title='Calling_Doctor Freud:'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-112047629470154726</id><published>2005-07-04T11:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T14:51:46.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Política:</title><summary type='text'>«Engenhoso procedimento levado a cabo por indivíduos cuja mentira é elaborada de tal forma que, apesar de se adquirir consciência de ser uma mentira, se toma como a verdade. Como necessidade ilusória de força maior.»Ou a ilusão da esperança.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/112047629470154726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=112047629470154726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112047629470154726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/112047629470154726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/07/poltica.html' title='Política:'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111986492180508744</id><published>2005-06-27T10:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T10:35:21.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ala Arriba</title><summary type='text'>FIlme realizado por Leitão de Barros em 1942, premiado no mesmo ano no Festival de Veneza: Retrata a dureza da vida dos pescadores da Póvoa do Varzim, por mares sempre vindimados, e a tensão social entre sardinheiros e pescadores do alto (mar). Os actores não são actores, mas gente escolhida de entre os pescadores.Passou ontem na RTP. A estação de serviço público. Às três da manhã.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111986492180508744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111986492180508744' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111986492180508744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111986492180508744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/ala-arriba.html' title='Ala Arriba'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111953507357074465</id><published>2005-06-23T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T10:21:51.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje fazem anos</title><summary type='text'>João Manuel Pereira Coutinho, gestor, 49; Manuel Falcão, director da 2:, 51; Carlos Mendes, músico, 58; Steve Shelley, baterista dos Sonic Youth, 42; Zinedine Zidane, futebolista do Real Madrid, 32; Patrick Vieira, futebolista do Arsenal, 29; Fernanda Ribeiro, atleta, 36; Alexandra Marques, advogada, 30.Parabéns!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111953507357074465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111953507357074465' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111953507357074465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111953507357074465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/hoje-fazem-anos.html' title='Hoje fazem anos'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111951924529309347</id><published>2005-06-23T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:50:25.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal</title><summary type='text'>Imulado. No estômago. Em directo. «O país e o mundo» do Guedes é antes «o inferno cá e o inferno lá».Paraíso só nos 'Resort &amp; Hotel Spa' com seguranças de M-16 à porta.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111951924529309347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111951924529309347' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111951924529309347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111951924529309347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/portugal.html' title='Portugal'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111951889134454349</id><published>2005-06-23T10:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T10:28:11.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sintra</title><summary type='text'>Aproxima-se a hora em que se mudará de template.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111951889134454349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111951889134454349' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111951889134454349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111951889134454349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/sintra.html' title='Sintra'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111946057849839743</id><published>2005-06-22T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T18:16:18.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque hay que tenerlos!</title><summary type='text'>Olé Rititi!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111946057849839743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111946057849839743' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111946057849839743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111946057849839743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/porque-hay-que-tenerlos.html' title='Porque hay que tenerlos!'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111945784940097996</id><published>2005-06-22T17:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T18:18:21.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Repúdio</title><summary type='text'>Das marginalizações pelas classes iluminadas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111945784940097996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111945784940097996' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111945784940097996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111945784940097996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/repdio.html' title='Repúdio'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111945744503945331</id><published>2005-06-22T17:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:25:40.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><summary type='text'>De um tempo que obviamente nunca veio e que parecendo chegar nunca chega.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111945744503945331/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111945744503945331' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111945744503945331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111945744503945331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111937625345809098</id><published>2005-06-21T18:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T18:50:53.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Às vezes</title><summary type='text'>O abandono mental é pior que o desaparecimento físico. Mas, frequentemente, se pensa [naqueles momentos de travesseiro]: saudade...saudade...de quê?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111937625345809098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111937625345809098' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111937625345809098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111937625345809098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/s-vezes.html' title='Às vezes'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111936998009421965</id><published>2005-06-21T16:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T17:06:20.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>«O grito» ainda não apareceu</title><summary type='text'>Portugal camoniano, pessoano e, principalmente, quixotesco. Com tendências dantescas e fáusticas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111936998009421965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111936998009421965' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111936998009421965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111936998009421965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-grito-ainda-no-apareceu.html' title='«O grito» ainda não apareceu'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111926115226573201</id><published>2005-06-20T10:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:52:32.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No quarto planeta a contar do Sol</title><summary type='text'>As gajas são todas umas malucas comigo. É uma coisa. Ui.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111926115226573201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111926115226573201' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111926115226573201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111926115226573201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/no-quarto-planeta-contar-do-sol.html' title='No quarto planeta a contar do Sol'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111926072219322610</id><published>2005-06-20T10:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:45:22.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Choque tecnológico</title><summary type='text'>Esta coisa do Monteiro em terceiro lugar tem mãozinha do Sócrates. Ah, pois é.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111926072219322610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111926072219322610' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111926072219322610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111926072219322610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/choque-tecnolgico.html' title='Choque tecnológico'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111925988971350570</id><published>2005-06-20T10:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:32:40.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuras de estilo do post anterior</title><summary type='text'>Também presentes na próxima obra-prima da Margarida Rebelo Pinto: 'Virgem na Cama, Prostituta na Literatura'».E não é que é bués?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111925988971350570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111925988971350570' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111925988971350570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111925988971350570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/figuras-de-estilo-do-post-anterior.html' title='Figuras de estilo do post anterior'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111925899089287606</id><published>2005-06-20T10:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:16:30.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleonasmos Eufemismos Metáforas</title><summary type='text'>Figuras de estilo utilizadas nos vintes anos de Portugal na integração europeia.Para Iberização.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111925899089287606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111925899089287606' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111925899089287606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111925899089287606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/pleonasmos-eufemismos-metforas.html' title='Pleonasmos Eufemismos Metáforas'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111925814096623222</id><published>2005-06-20T10:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:02:20.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deve ser coisa de publicitário brasileiro</title><summary type='text'>Este fim-de-semana a Michelin fez uma grande campanha de 'marketing'.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111925814096623222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111925814096623222' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111925814096623222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111925814096623222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/deve-ser-coisa-de-publicitrio.html' title='Deve ser coisa de publicitário brasileiro'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111920258361167371</id><published>2005-06-19T18:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T12:36:16.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E o contrário também é verdade</title><summary type='text'>Os móveis da Moviflor não têm alma nenhuma, mas os do Ikea já não é bem assim.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111920258361167371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111920258361167371' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111920258361167371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111920258361167371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/e-o-contrrio-tambm-verdade.html' title='E o contrário também é verdade'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111911600302933817</id><published>2005-06-18T18:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T18:33:44.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuji x PAC</title><summary type='text'>Na imagem temos uma maçã 'Fuji'. Vem a propósito do 'frisson' que esta maçã está a causar. Os agricultores nacionais, e de certeza os espanhóis, os franceses, entre outros, acham que esta maçã entra em concorrência desleal com a sua produção.Esta maçã é made in china.Mas prima pelo excelente sabor, pelo perfumado aspecto, pela textura rigída e, muito importante, pelo baixo preço.Dado os grandes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111911600302933817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111911600302933817' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111911600302933817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111911600302933817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/fuji-x-pac.html' title='Fuji x PAC'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111883682206888014</id><published>2005-06-15T12:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:00:22.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O amigo do Ministro</title><summary type='text'>O cacilheiro que o trazia à cidade era tão disciplinado que o Ministro se habituara a acertar os ponteiros do relógio pela hora a que o seu “amigo” pisava o chão do Terreiro do Paço. Aquela manhã não fora excepção: às nove, precisamente à nove horas, lá estava ele, com o seu bigode farto, incógnito entre os passageiros do barco. Saía normalmente determinado, os passos treinados para evitar os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111883682206888014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111883682206888014' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111883682206888014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111883682206888014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-amigo-do-ministro.html' title='O amigo do Ministro'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111876318381080948</id><published>2005-06-14T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T16:33:03.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironias</title><summary type='text'>Cunhal foi fundamentalmente admirado pela sua coerência. E assim continuará ser.O que seria dessa admiração, acaso tivesse tido a oportunidade de pôr a coerência em prática?* * *Freitas do Amaral foi fundamentalmente criticado pela sua incoerência. E assim continuará a ser.O que seria da nossa crítica, acaso tivesse tomado a decisão de não alinhar pelo PS?* * *30 anos passados, e enquanto que os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111876318381080948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111876318381080948' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111876318381080948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111876318381080948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/ironias.html' title='Ironias'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111822643670341306</id><published>2005-06-08T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T11:28:33.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Salta-pocinhas</title><summary type='text'>Depois do 'Grande Salto em Frente', temos tão só o grande movimento transnacional do 'World Jump Day', próximo 20 de Julho. Basta saltarmos e está tudo resolvido! Podemos, sim, continuar a poluir a terra, a água e o ar. E tudo em directo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111822643670341306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111822643670341306' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111822643670341306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111822643670341306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/salta-pocinhas.html' title='Salta-pocinhas'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111822560456722255</id><published>2005-06-08T11:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T11:13:24.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro Escalão</title><summary type='text'>A chamada ‘Época de Fogos’, espécie aproximativa a uma nova Inquisição a políticas e a políticos, perpetrada pela classe dominante, os jornalistas, começou. Infelizmente. A nação que arde inteira, impotentemente. Ou uma quase fatalidade, de época.A elevada libido (de mangueira ou de microfone) quer da bombeirada quer do pseudo-jornalismo leva-nos a extremos, em directo, de imagens (térreas e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111822560456722255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111822560456722255' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111822560456722255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111822560456722255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/primeiro-escalo.html' title='Primeiro Escalão'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111816444646893330</id><published>2005-06-07T18:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:14:06.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom Advogado</title><summary type='text'>Tirando o estilo de folhetim barato, é uma boa história. Ora leiam:Não basta ter um bom advogado!   Um réu estava sendo julgado por asssassinato na  Inglaterra, com fortes evidências sobre a sua culpa, mas o cadáver não aparecera.   Quase no final da sua sustentação oral, o advogado, temeroso de que seu cliente fosse condenado, recorreu a um truque:     - "Senhoras e senhores do júri, eu tenho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111816444646893330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111816444646893330' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111816444646893330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111816444646893330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/bom-advogado.html' title='Bom Advogado'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111805512853657828</id><published>2005-06-06T11:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:01:46.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boolas!</title><summary type='text'>Está a decorrer em Inglaterra, entre 5 a 19 de Junho, o Campeonato da Europa de Futebol. Em feminino, pois claro, porque elas também jogam à bola. Só gostava de saber o que fazem vinte e duas mulheres atrás de uma bola?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111805512853657828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111805512853657828' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111805512853657828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111805512853657828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/boolas.html' title='Boolas!'/><author><name>Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811644600826026878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111762077879006814</id><published>2005-06-01T11:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T11:13:48.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal é nosso, etecetera e tal</title><summary type='text'>[do DN, sobre as reformas dos deputados ao fim de uma dezena de anos de mandato e sobre o "subsídio de reintegração na sociedade" para quem não cumpra três mandatos"«Há também quem lembre que no próprio Governo de Sócrates existe quem beneficie desta reforma Freitas do Amaral, que completou oito anos (na altura a lei tinha um prazo mais pequeno) como deputado e ministro do CDS.Esta subvenção é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111762077879006814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111762077879006814' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111762077879006814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111762077879006814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/06/portugal-nosso-etecetera-e-tal.html' title='Portugal é nosso, etecetera e tal'/><author><name>Vasco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111720861923267752</id><published>2005-05-27T16:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:43:39.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prémio "Os ricos que paguem a crise (reloaded)"</title><summary type='text'>Hoje n'O Público"O Bloco de Esquerda apresentou hoje um projecto que prevê a introdução de um imposto de solidariedade sobre as grandes fortunas, com incidência sobre todos aqueles cujo património global é superior a cerca de 934 mil euros."Uma sugestão: comecem pelo ilustre candidato do BE à CML e pelo seu ilustre maninho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111720861923267752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111720861923267752' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111720861923267752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541053/posts/default/111720861923267752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/2005/05/prmio-os-ricos-que-paguem-crise.html' title='Prémio &quot;Os ricos que paguem a crise (reloaded)&quot;'/><author><name>Tiago</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00256947286005796268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111719859462398839</id><published>2005-05-27T13:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T13:56:34.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem comentários</title><summary type='text'>«A beleza de uma mulher elegante, é a atrapalhação do cabrão do macaco da Indochina!»[citação recolhida em Dr. Kumba Yalá, Os Pensamentos Políticos e Filosóficos, Bissau, Editora Escolar, 2003, p.51]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541053.post-111696027911900846</id><published>2005-05-24T19:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T19:44:39.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A equação de Guterres</title><summary type='text'>Portugal está para um pântano assim como 17 milhões de refugiados está para x.Então x é igual ao pântano vezes 17 milhões de refugiados a dividir por Portugal.Teremos então 17 milhões de refugiados acampados num pântano chamado Portugal.(Em minha casa é que não ficam)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://periscopio-quatro.blogspot.com/feeds/111696027911900846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5541053&amp;postID=111696027911900846' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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