Wild… wild world

Salt made from human tears draws me to the portuguese poet Fernando Pessoa.

Oh salt-laden sea, how much of your salt
Is tears of Portugal!
To cross you, how many mothers wept,
how many sons in vain prayed!
How many brides-to-be brides remained,
So you were ours, oh Sea!

Was it worth? Everything is worth,
If the soul is not small.
Whoever wants to go beyond (cape) Bojador,
Has to go beyond pain.
To the sea gave God peryl and the abyss,
But in it He also mirrored heaven.

No need to weep anymore since geese have escaped their dutch holocaust, a country with its own toilet throwing royalty. In France the last producer of berets was saved. But what truly is a unbelievable is the self stirring pot.

Is This the End of ‘One Europe’?

Angela Merkel seems like a woman who’s just entered an arranged marriage.

 «(…) Merkel promised to receive François Hollande “with open arms” and said French-German cooperation was “essential for Europe”. But it is likely that her sentiments would have sounded more heartfelt and convincing if she had been congratulating Nicolas Sarkozy. Essentially, the message was this: Things will be ok. The German Chancellor has set out her conditions to the French President-elect, ruling out any renegotiation of the European fiscal pact and any initiatives that will lead to “deficit growth“.

She’s a feisty lady!

Un idiot à Paris

«His rotund features and premature baldness allowed him to often play cuckolded husbands in his early career. He proved to be one of France’s most versatile and sought-after character actors, performing interchangeably in comedies and dramas.»

Now imagine him with glasses and a little bit more hair.

«…all problems are exclusively due to the action of foreign governments in the European periphery. There is also a lack of understanding of macroeconomic interconnectedness and how the rapid economic decline of more and more parts of the Eurozone is bound to hit Germany too sooner rather than later. On the other hand, the crisis experience in southern Europe is leading more and more people into desperation and populist right and left wing fringe parties are having a ball.»

Hoje aprendi uma coisa

«When it comes to buying toilet paper, white is the most popular choice among consumers in all European countries, apart from France. For some reason, consumers in France prefer pink toilet paper. It’s the bestseller among other colours.

If you have a sensible explanation as to why pink is the preferred color for toilet paper in France, leave a comment. Bonus fact: There is a company in Portugal which is famous for making black toilet paper.»

Aprendi mais ou menos, quando fui a Paris, à saída do aeroporto estava um catrinpázio enorme desta marca, que os luso-descendentes desconheciam ser portuguesa.

Ils sont fous ces maoris

A aldeia gaulesa foi bem defendida, a atacar no início do jogo, depois a Nova Zelândia tomou a vantagem no marcador, enquanto a França mantinha o extertor bem apertado. E quando os All-Black alargaram a vantagem, receberam um contra-golpe da “besta“.

A diferença era apenas de um ponto e a tensão jogou-se até aos minutos finais, qualquer das equipas numa pequena fresta de oportunidade poderia alcançar a Webb Ellis.

Foi uma final memorável e venceram os mais determinados.

Ratos que comem cavalas…

São mais felizes, quem o afirma é o Institut national de la sante et de la recherche medicale e o Institut national de la recherche agricole, francius portanto.

O Ômega-3 e Ômega-6, em ratos, tem efeitos sobre funções das sinapses e comportamentos emocionais, menos depressivos portanto.

Nunca descurar a sempre importante palavra Potential em “Potential health benefits“. Este Ômega é a “pulseira com holograma” para tudo quanto é maleita, já o há 3, 6 e 9. Pelo andar da carruagem o 12 até unhas encravadas deverá curar.

Às mijinhas do antigamente

Em Dezembro de 1917 as tropas do império britanico ocuparam Jerusálem, pondo fim a quatro séculos de reinado Otomano. Com a tomada de Baghdad, a “velha Albion” alardeou uma nova era para os povos árabes, mas antes mesmo do general Allenby atravessar a porta de Jafa, na parte antiga da cidade, os bolcheviques acabadinhos de tomar o império russo publicaram os acordos secretos entre os Romanov, Windsor e francíus.

Isto sim foi um uiquiliques à séria. Os bifes ficaram tão baralhados que acabaram por “fecundar” a região, acordando o Sionismo e a sua antítese.

“A thousand Arabs means a thousand knives, delivered anywhere day or night. It means a thousand camels. That means a thousand packs of high explosives and a thousand crack rifles. We can cross Arabia while Johnny Turk is still turning round, and smash his railways. And while he’s mending them, I’ll smash them somewhere else. In thirteen weeks, I can have Arabia in chaos.“