Há 10 anos
domingo, outubro 31, 2010
sábado, outubro 30, 2010
sexta-feira, outubro 29, 2010
quinta-feira, outubro 28, 2010
domingo, outubro 24, 2010
Terras raras
Este artigo {Rare and Foolish} levou-me a este tema {Rare earth element} e fez-me lembrar o saudoso Dune. Mas a ideia de sino-Harkonnens faz-me tremer...
sexta-feira, outubro 15, 2010
Portughole
Hoje de manhã vi algo que julgava estar já condenado à extinção {algo a que eu não assistia há muito}. Puro engano. Aquela típica imagem/descrição do país {de um certo país} com que cresci parece que ainda teima em persistir. Eram cinco. Cinco homens de colete reflector a abrir um buraco {na realidade, um buraquinho!} num passeio da Ferreira Borges. Um abria o buraquito, os outros quatro olhavam. As gajas, claro. De vez em quando um {dos mais novos, que nisto a idade é posto} dos que galavam dava um passo à frente, substituía o que estava no centro da roda e a custo, entre bocas várias, lá dava mais umas pauladas na terra. Mas o buraco é {parece ser} contínuo. E sendo somente um a cavar...
Por outro lado fez-se luz finalmente quanto aos cinco escudos azuis com as cinco pintas brancas... Nada mais {os escudos azuis} do que quatro papalvos observando um outro papalvo a cavar. E como cada português tem Portugal dentro de si {caramba, é ou não é isto um país de poetas?!} lá estão mais {as pintas brancas} quatro papalvos observando um outro papalvo a cavar dentro de cada um de nós. O português tem a {rara} capacidade de observar o cavar da sua própria sepultura enquanto a cava ele próprio. Cavamos a nossa própria sepultura ao assistirmos ao cavar da nossa própria sepultura. Como assistimos ao cavar da nossa própria sepultura só nos resta ajudar a cavar a nossa própria sepultura. Confuso? Malta, isto não é tão fácil como parece. E só um a cavar?! Vá lá, dêm aí uma ajudinha...
sábado, outubro 09, 2010
By folk etymology, from Malay kampung...
Temos o compound como enclosure. Temos o compound como fortification.
Mas, seja qual a abordagem, vou dar sempre aqui. Absorto. Fascinado. Intrigado.
Mas, seja qual a abordagem, vou dar sempre aqui. Absorto. Fascinado. Intrigado.
Compounds
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| Hildale, Utah. |
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| Hildale, Utah. Main gate. |
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| Hildale, Utah. Fence. |
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| Eldorado, Texas. Yearning for Zion Ranch. |
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| Eldorado, Texas. Dust road heading to Yearning for Zion Ranch. |
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| Eldorado, Texas. Yearning for Zion Ranch. The Temple. |
terça-feira, outubro 05, 2010
sábado, outubro 02, 2010
Dennis "The Menace" Bergkamp
Ainda no seguimento do post anterior, pode muito bem valer a pena estar atento ao desenrolar dos comentários no post original. Mas o que é mesmo lindo, e eu não mencionei no post anterior, é a nota de abertura ao "meu" texto...
«N.B. – Of all the players that people have wanted to write about for the blog, Dennis Bergkamp was by far and away the most popular choice. To reflect that, here’s a second entry for the series on the great Arsenal striker.»
Grande, enorme, fenomenal, gigante, Dennis Bergkamp!
«N.B. – Of all the players that people have wanted to write about for the blog, Dennis Bergkamp was by far and away the most popular choice. To reflect that, here’s a second entry for the series on the great Arsenal striker.»
Grande, enorme, fenomenal, gigante, Dennis Bergkamp!
sexta-feira, outubro 01, 2010
My favourite footballer
O desafio lançado pelo pessoal do The Equaliser é simples. Pede-se aos leitores que elejam o seu jogador de futebol favorito e que escrevam um pequeno texto sobre o mesmo. Em Agosto passado, "preso" em Lisboa, com a casa toda submersa em pó, dois moldavos a martelar sem cessar na divisão ao lado, um calor do caraças, sentei-me ao computador e em meia dúzia de minutos saiu este texto. De jacto, sem grandes merdas, apenas uma certeza, Dennis Bergkamp, he's the man! Seguiu por e-mail. Foi aceite. Agradeci e esperei. Foi hoje publicado. Podem lê-lo aqui. Mas façam-me o favor de ler também o que está aqui em baixo. Pois este que aqui está foi aquele que eu enviei, o que eu escrevi. O que lá está foram eles que o escreveram... Grandes cromos! Disse-lhes que se sentissem à vontade para emendar algo que achassem estar errado ou mesmo sem sentido, o meu inglês não é perfeito I confess, mas isto?! Caramba. Mesmo em relação às imagens lembro-me de lhes ter pedido explicitamente para não colocarem nenhuma imagem dele com a camisola dos gunners, além de ter sugerido a que está aqui mais abaixo, e o que é que eles fazem? Pois... Na boa, o que interessa mesmo é louvar o grande Dennis Bergkamp. E sempre posso ter aqui o texto original. Boa leitura {mesmo com erros, gramaticais, sintácticos, gralhas, whatever, mas muito mais genuíno...}!
«I guess it must be Dennis Bergkamp.
The guy never won nothing really worth it. Three UEFA cups, I grant that, but still… No Champions, no Euro Cup, no World Cup. But who cares? Playing football isn’t (shouldn’t be) all about winning trophies. I always preferred the Johaan Cruijff’s “best to be remembered by the style” approach. And Dennis Bergkamp was all about style. The poise, the total control of the ball, of the space, of the thought and action…
And what to say of his sense of fidelity, throughout his career? I also value that. He always seemed well with his life, centered, balanced. He played in three clubs. God, three clubs! We may as well say two, since the Internazionale experience was not all that great (which for me is another extra point… not being totally successful in Serie A can be seen as good sign…). So, two clubs it is! Not that many players pull this one trough. He was born and educated at Ajax (1986-1993) and matured and ended in glory at Arsenal (1995-2006). Being this faithful to one’s teams is not for an average player!
The same goes for the oranje elftal. From 1990 to 2000, those were ten good years I must say (79 apps and 37 goals). Great games, decisive games. One of the best to ever played with the orange jersey. And the luck to ever played with some outstanding Dutch players, such as Kluivert (the only one until now to have surpassed him in most goals scored), Overmars, Bronckhorst, Winter, Koeman, brothers De Boer, Van der Sar, Cocu, Davids, Seedorf and many others.
And, of course, if style, allure, sense of fidelity, integrity and whatnot weren’t enough, for scoring the most brilliant goal ever! Yes, for me, being two years younger than him, I cannot recall another goal so brilliant in the last 40 years. Sorry, I cannot. Stade Vélodrome, Marseille, 4th July 1998. Quarter-finals, Holland vs. Argentina. One minute to the final whistle, and the game is tied 1-1. Frank de Boer makes a 60-yard aerial pass to Bergkamp. With three (!!!) right-footed touches Bergkamp dominates the ball (!), puts it in between Ayala’s legs (!) and fires a volley with the outside of his right foot past the goalkeeper (!), sending Holland to the semi-final against Brazil. That goal is historical, is beyond football. It’s magic. (you can watch it here) I still can hear myself screaming whenever I think of that afternoon! Goosebumps allover! ;D
I even find his aerophobia endearing. Being known as the non-Flying Dutchman is quite something!
He’s a player I’ll never forget as long as live.
PS - I feel I must also praise Garrincha, Maradona, Cruijff and Eusébio (being a Benfica supporter after all…).»
«I guess it must be Dennis Bergkamp.
The guy never won nothing really worth it. Three UEFA cups, I grant that, but still… No Champions, no Euro Cup, no World Cup. But who cares? Playing football isn’t (shouldn’t be) all about winning trophies. I always preferred the Johaan Cruijff’s “best to be remembered by the style” approach. And Dennis Bergkamp was all about style. The poise, the total control of the ball, of the space, of the thought and action…
And what to say of his sense of fidelity, throughout his career? I also value that. He always seemed well with his life, centered, balanced. He played in three clubs. God, three clubs! We may as well say two, since the Internazionale experience was not all that great (which for me is another extra point… not being totally successful in Serie A can be seen as good sign…). So, two clubs it is! Not that many players pull this one trough. He was born and educated at Ajax (1986-1993) and matured and ended in glory at Arsenal (1995-2006). Being this faithful to one’s teams is not for an average player!
The same goes for the oranje elftal. From 1990 to 2000, those were ten good years I must say (79 apps and 37 goals). Great games, decisive games. One of the best to ever played with the orange jersey. And the luck to ever played with some outstanding Dutch players, such as Kluivert (the only one until now to have surpassed him in most goals scored), Overmars, Bronckhorst, Winter, Koeman, brothers De Boer, Van der Sar, Cocu, Davids, Seedorf and many others.
And, of course, if style, allure, sense of fidelity, integrity and whatnot weren’t enough, for scoring the most brilliant goal ever! Yes, for me, being two years younger than him, I cannot recall another goal so brilliant in the last 40 years. Sorry, I cannot. Stade Vélodrome, Marseille, 4th July 1998. Quarter-finals, Holland vs. Argentina. One minute to the final whistle, and the game is tied 1-1. Frank de Boer makes a 60-yard aerial pass to Bergkamp. With three (!!!) right-footed touches Bergkamp dominates the ball (!), puts it in between Ayala’s legs (!) and fires a volley with the outside of his right foot past the goalkeeper (!), sending Holland to the semi-final against Brazil. That goal is historical, is beyond football. It’s magic. (you can watch it here) I still can hear myself screaming whenever I think of that afternoon! Goosebumps allover! ;D
I even find his aerophobia endearing. Being known as the non-Flying Dutchman is quite something!
He’s a player I’ll never forget as long as live.
PS - I feel I must also praise Garrincha, Maradona, Cruijff and Eusébio (being a Benfica supporter after all…).»
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