Terapia política. Introspecção psicossocial. Análise simbólica.
28 março 2016
20 março 2016
[1444] Música do mundo: Domingo de Ramos
"Hallelujah", Jeff Buckley
Well, I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do ya?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do ya?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
10 fevereiro 2016
[1443] Late Ash Wed evening (2): música do mundo
"Ain't Got No...I've Got Life", Nina Simone:
Ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes
Ain't got no money, ain't got no class
Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweaters
Ain't got no perfume, ain't got no love
Ain't got no faith
Ain't got no culture
Ain't got no mother, ain't got no father
Ain't got no brother, ain't got no children
Ain't got no aunts, ain't got no uncles
Ain't got no love, ain't got no mind
Ain't got no country, ain't got no schooling
Ain't got no friends, ain't got no nothing
Ain't got no water, ain't got no air
Ain't got no smokes, ain't got no chicken
Ain't got no...
Ain't got no water
Ain't got no love
Ain't got no air
Ain't got no God
Ain't got no wine
Ain't got no money
Ain't got no faith
Ain't got no God
Ain't got no love
Then what have I got
Why am I alive anyway?
Yeah, hell
What have I got
Nobody can take away
I got my hair, got my head
Got my brains, got my ears
Got my eyes, got my nose
Got my mouth
I got my...
I got myself
I got my arms, got my hands
Got my fingers, got my legs
Got my feet, got my toes
Got my liver
Got my blood
I've got life
I've got lives
I've got headaches, and toothaches,
And bad times too like you
I got my hair, got my head
Got my brains, got my ears
Got my eyes, got my nose
Got my mouth
I got my smile
I got my tongue, got my chin
Got my neck, got my boobs
Got my heart, got my soul
Got my back
I got my sex
I got my arms, got my hands
Got my fingers, got my legs
Got my feet, got my toes
Got my liver
Got my blood
I've got life
I've got my freedom
Ohhh
I've got life!
[1442] Late Ash Wednesday evening: música do mundo
"Sinnerman", Nina Simone:
Oh sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to?
All along dem day
Well I run to the rock, please hide me
I run to the rock, please hide me
I run to the rock, please hide me, lord
All along dem day
But the rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I ain't gonna hide you guy
All along dem day
I said, rock, what's a matter with you rock?
Don't you see I need you, rock?
Lord, lord, lord
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
Along dem day
So I run to the lord, please hide me lord
Don't you see me prayin'?
Don't you see me down here prayin'?
But the lord said, go to the devil
The lord said, go to the devil
He said, go to the devil
All along dem day
So I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
Ran to the devil, he was waitin'
All on that day
I cried -
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Bring down
(Power to da lord)
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Oh yeah, woh yeah, woh yeah
Well I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
All along dem day
So I ran to the lord
I said, lord hide me, please hide me
Please help me
Along dem day
He said, child, where were you
When you oughta been prayin'?
I said, lord, lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, lord, hear me prayin'
All along dem day
Sinnerman you oughta be prayin'
Oughta be prayin', sinnerman
Oughta be prayin'
All on that day
I cried
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Go down
(Power to da lord)
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Power, power, lord
Don't you know I need you lord
Don't you know that I need you
Don't you know that I need you
Power, lord!
Oh sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to?
All along dem day
Well I run to the rock, please hide me
I run to the rock, please hide me
I run to the rock, please hide me, lord
All along dem day
But the rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I ain't gonna hide you guy
All along dem day
I said, rock, what's a matter with you rock?
Don't you see I need you, rock?
Lord, lord, lord
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
Along dem day
So I run to the lord, please hide me lord
Don't you see me prayin'?
Don't you see me down here prayin'?
But the lord said, go to the devil
The lord said, go to the devil
He said, go to the devil
All along dem day
So I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
Ran to the devil, he was waitin'
All on that day
I cried -
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Bring down
(Power to da lord)
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Oh yeah, woh yeah, woh yeah
Well I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
All along dem day
So I ran to the lord
I said, lord hide me, please hide me
Please help me
Along dem day
He said, child, where were you
When you oughta been prayin'?
I said, lord, lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, lord, hear me prayin'
All along dem day
Sinnerman you oughta be prayin'
Oughta be prayin', sinnerman
Oughta be prayin'
All on that day
I cried
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Go down
(Power to da lord)
Power!
(Power to da lord)
Power, power, lord
Don't you know I need you lord
Don't you know that I need you
Don't you know that I need you
Power, lord!
11 janeiro 2016
[1441] Late Sunday evening: os pontos dos candidatos
Em período eleitoral, no primeiro dia de campanha oficial, fazemos uma avaliação, necessariamente subjectiva, mas equidistante, dos 10 candidatos a Presidente da República (1), pela ordem com que aparecerão no boletim de voto. Trata-se de oito homens e duas mulheres, dos quais apenas quatro são recomendados ou apoiados pelos partidos: Sampaio da Nóvoa pelo Livre e PCTP/MRPP, Edgar Silva pela CDU, Marisa Matias pelo BE e Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa pelo PSD e CDS/PP. Contudo, dos restantes seis, de apenas um (Jorge Sequeira) não se lhe conhece qualquer militância, pois Henrique Neto, Cândido Ferreira, Vitorino Silva (Tino de Rans) e Maria de Belém são socialistas e Paulo Morais social-democrata.
Os critérios e as ponderações são os seguintes, em atenção às quatro qualidades que reputamos indispensáveis ao Chefe de Estado, ponderadas de forma ligeiramente diversa:
(2) independência (de 0 a 6 valores),
(3) experiência política (de 0 a 5),
(4) mundividência (de 0 a 5) e
(5) poder comunicacional (de 0 a 4).
(2) independência (de 0 a 6 valores),
(3) experiência política (de 0 a 5),
(4) mundividência (de 0 a 5) e
(5) poder comunicacional (de 0 a 4).
A pontuação total (6) corresponde à soma dos pontos obtidos nos quatro critérios, na escala habitual (0-20 valores= 6+5+5+4).
*
(1) Candidatos / (2) Indep. / (3) Experiênc. / (4) Mundivid. / (5) Comunic. / (6) Total / (7) Prev.
Henrique Neto ......... 5.0 .............. 2.5 ................ 2.5 ............. 2.0 ............... 12.0 7
Sampaio da Nóvoa ... 2.5 .............. 2.5 ................ 4.0 ............. 3.0 ............... 12.0 2
Sampaio da Nóvoa ... 2.5 .............. 2.5 ................ 4.0 ............. 3.0 ............... 12.0 2
Cândido Ferreira ..... 3.5 ............... 2.0 ................ 1.5 ............. 1.0 ............... 08.0 10
Edgar Silva............. 1.5 ............... 3.0 ................ 2.0 ............. 0.5 ............... 07.0 6
Jorge Sequeira........ 3.0 ............... 0.0 ................ 2.0 ............. 1.5 ............... 06.5 9
Vitorino Silva ......... 3.5 ............... 1.0 ................ 0.5 ............. 2.0 ............... 07.0 8
Marisa Matias ........ 2.5 ............... 3.5 ................ 3.5 ............. 2.5 ............... 12.0 5
Maria de Belém ...... 3.5 .............. 4.5 ................ 3.0 ..............2.5 ............... 13.5 3
Marcelo Rebelo de S..4.0 ............... 4.0 ................ 4.5 ............. 3.5 ............... 16.0 1
Paulo Morais .......... 4.5 ............... 3.0 ................ 2.5 ............. 2.0 ............... 12.0 4
Edgar Silva............. 1.5 ............... 3.0 ................ 2.0 ............. 0.5 ............... 07.0 6
Jorge Sequeira........ 3.0 ............... 0.0 ................ 2.0 ............. 1.5 ............... 06.5 9
Vitorino Silva ......... 3.5 ............... 1.0 ................ 0.5 ............. 2.0 ............... 07.0 8
Marisa Matias ........ 2.5 ............... 3.5 ................ 3.5 ............. 2.5 ............... 12.0 5
Maria de Belém ...... 3.5 .............. 4.5 ................ 3.0 ..............2.5 ............... 13.5 3
Marcelo Rebelo de S..4.0 ............... 4.0 ................ 4.5 ............. 3.5 ............... 16.0 1
Paulo Morais .......... 4.5 ............... 3.0 ................ 2.5 ............. 2.0 ............... 12.0 4
*
Em resumo:
- Henrique Neto é suficientemente independente, capaz de análise crítica conjuntural, mas parece faltar-lhe a flexibilidade exigida aos cargos políticos actuais (que resposta para as crises de amanhã, sem hora nem local nem protagonistas nem recursos definidos?)
- António Sampaio da Nóvoa tem bastante densidade política e conceptual, de natureza ideológica e de classe, faltando-lhe experiência política formal e vivência prática (como se criam empresas? quanto custa um pacote de leite? como se fomentam as exportações?);
- Marisa Matias tem razoável experiência política nacional e europeia e tem pensamento, embora marcadamente fracturante, pouco compatível com cargo de representação e afirmação nacional (como aceitar governos e lidar com homólogos de áreas políticas opostas?);
- Maria de Belém Roseira é muito experiente em cargos executivos e de cariz social e mostra-se relativamente independente, faltando-lhe um discurso mais claro e denso (como se actualiza ou relê a Constituição?);
- Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa tem muito mundo e cultura, parecendo pouco condicionado por grupos, sectores, ideologias e partidos, porém parece faltar-lhe previsibilidade e estabilidade (em que circunstâncias demite um governo? que fazer em momentos politicamente delicados?);
- Paulo Morais tem sérias preocupações éticas e de regime, mas falta-lhe um discurso mais abrangente e um apoio institucional e formal adequado à função;
- os restantes candidatos não parecem estar em condições de se afirmarem em qualquer dos quatro critérios.
O campo das Previsões (7) regista a ordem pela qual se estima que sejam votados os candidatos, a 24.01.2016.
10 janeiro 2016
[1440] Early Sunday afternoon: "la mala Educación"
«Uma escola que não educa, porque desvaloriza as questões comportamentais, é uma escola que, na realidade, aposta no desfavorecimento dos mais carenciados, porque os não ajuda a superar as deficiências que trazem de casa e que impedem a sua plena integração social e laboral. Uma escola que transige em questões de males menores está a semear, a médio ou longo prazo, males maiores.»(Pe. Gonçalo Portocarrero de Almada, "O ministro da (má) Educação na Baixa da Banheira", 10.01.2016)
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