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sábado, dezembro 02, 2023
A nose in every pie, a finger in every nose
Jeffrey St. Clair
CounterPunch has been threatened with lawsuits from oil executives and
oil kingdom sheiks, a timber baron, a homicidal governor of South
Dakota, former CIA officers, a corrupt CEO of a major environmental
group, killer cops, a prison warden, and numerous politicians of greater
or lesser notoriety. But no legal notice was more gratifying than the
one CounterPunch received when Ken Silverstein published these photos of
Henry Kissinger picking his nose during a press conference on Brazil.
As Ken noted at the time, “Kissinger was OK having his picture taken
with murderers like Pinochet but upset when outed as a snot eater. A
fucking monster.” When the photos were reprinted in Silverstein and
Cockburn’s book, Washington Babylon, the caption read: “Henry the K.: a
nose in every pie, a finger in every nose.”
We are overwhelmed by numbers of people who are dying. Some we know,
some are close to our friends, and some are close to us. The feeling of
helplessness is overwhelming me, and I am unable to cry. I am unable to
act based on my sadness, I am just acting “normal”, which is worrying me
a lot.
I decide to listen to a love song. If this period is not
the best for love songs, which is? The song is a soundtrack of a movie:
“When Adam hugged Hanan … he had the whole world in his hands …. He
became human.”
I couldn’t but think about a young couple I met
days ago in the street. They got married six weeks ago. They had no “big
story”, simply, a guy met a girl, they fell in love, everything went
well, their families supported their relationship, and voilà,
they got married. They did not know that the first chapter of their
story, the honeymoon, would involve fleeing to save their lives and
testing their love during these tough times. Instead of spending lovely
time together and buying roses, they were trying to buy clothes because
they couldn’t wash the ones they have left.
Another
couple I knew, who have been married for a few months, met abroad,
while both were on a scholarship to complete their masters. Everyone
talked about their love story. The husband was killed few days ago,
leaving his wife and a promising future behind. I cannot imagine how a
twentysomething woman would process the experience of being a widow.
"The people on the sleeves include an enigmatic figure whose identity was unknown for 50 years, an Andy Warhol superstar, an adult actress, a 19th Century thatcher, a World War I fighter pilot, a daredevil stuntman and one childhood star who went on to threaten a band with legal action…"
I met him during a difficult period of
my life. I had started a new job and was not sure I was ready to return
to work. But his presence was all I needed. After the first week I sent
him a message thanking him for being a very kind and helpful person.
My
friend was a great father of two girls. In the conservative society we
live in, he faced pressure for not having a boy. At social occasions,
some people would wish him a boy to “hold your name”. However, he was
extremely happy and proud of his daughters. He told me several times
that they were more than enough, they were the biggest gift he had ever
received. He wanted them to be strong and independent. At work, they
would call him to discuss anything, I would hear him telling them how
much he loved them.
People in the office called us “the duo” or
“the buddies”. We would spend our breaks together, talking and laughing,
discussing issues important and silly. He had a unique laugh. One time I
told him that I was planning to buy a mug for myself. The next day, a
nice mug appeared in my office, a gift from him. And every time we went
on a break, he would laugh about me using the “mug he bought with his
own money”. Even after I left for another job, I took his mug with me,
and I would send him messages from time to time, wishing we could share a
break together.
My
friend loved helping others. Every month, he would buy chicken,
vegetables and other food items from his salary and give them to poor
families. At work, he never hesitated to help colleagues; he did not
care about rivalries or showing off his skills. Everyone spoke fondly of
him.
Once a month, we would go walking together for an hour or
two. Not for the exercise, but for the opportunity to have one of the
wonderful discussions we used to share.
Two weeks ago, he sent me a
message to say he was looking for a place to move. “We cannot handle
the displacement in schools or at hospitals. I need any decent place to
take my family. Otherwise, I won’t be able to leave Gaza
City.” There were no places left. The last message from him was a
couple of days ago: he told me how tired he was and how surviving every
day is a miracle.
My sister hears the news from
someone in her social circle. I immediately call a mutual friend, who
calms me down and tells me that it was not him: “It cannot be him, I
have spoken to him recently,” she says. I try to call his mobile, but
cannot reach him.
Fifteen minutes later, I receive a call from her, crying: “It might be him.”
An hour later, it is confirmed. My friend, his wife and his two daughters are no longer alive.
I
do not cry; not one tear falls. I call our mutual friend again and I
tell her that great people like him will live in our memories. We will
always talk about what a wonderful person and father he was.
After
we end the call, I go to the balcony and I try to call him again. Maybe
it was a rumour, hopefully it was a bad joke. Please, be alive. Please,
be alive.
I don’t know how I feel.
Yesterday, we were able
to wash our clothes by hand. I go upstairs to the roof, take the laundry
down. It is not even dry but I do not care. I fold the laundry.
I
stand up, look at the room: there are lots of things that needed to be
changed and moved. My sister says nothing. I rearrange the whole room.
I
need to breathe. I need to be alone. During these horrible times, you
cannot be alone. You have no space to process feelings, you cannot even
grieve a dead person.
I go to the toilet, close the door and sit on the floor. I can’t cry, and I can’t breathe either. I calm myself and go out.
I
find the children in our room. They speak about everything. The
youngest plays at being mother and prepares peas and cakes for her
“children”; the middle one speaks about wanting to travel like his
cousin did and “see the world”; the oldest speaks about the gifts she
received from her aunt when she was abroad.
I listen, and can’t
stop thinking about my friend’s daughters. I was sure, and I always told
him, that people who were raised well like his daughters are the
positive seed of the future. Children like them are the ones who make
this world a better place. Unfortunately, they never had the chance.
Hearing
about people that you don’t know dying is one thing, but losing someone
close to you; someone you shared secrets with; someone whose energy
would shine … this is one of the most awful things you can go through.
How
many people are we going to lose before we get out of this nightmare?
How many dreams will die? How many more great people stolen from their
loved ones?
My friend died in Gaza City. I cannot be there for his
funeral. Will he have a decent burial? Or will his and his family’s
bodies be left until the whole situation is over. I will not be able to
hug his loved ones and tell them how sorry I am.
My friend has no
name because my friend is everyone’s friend. He is the kind colleague at
work, the great father you see in the park, and the helpful person in
any community.
I wonder how scared my friend was. Was he hugging his girls when they all died?
On the first day of March it was raining It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed all the people there I wish that all this rain would stop falling down on me
And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
I recall a poem I read once by Sabrina Benaim in her book Depression & Other Magic Tricks. She says:
I held hands with my sadness / Sang it songs in the shower, fed it lunch / And put it to bed early
Is
that what my friend and other people are thinking? Putting their
sadness to bed early so they can steal some time to spend with hope? If I
put sadness to bed early, what about fear? What about grief? What about
sorrow? What about exhaustion?
For me, I am still in phase one,
or maybe in phase zero with my sadness. I am still trying to be face to
face with it and tell “him” that I see him. Just like that. It is going
to be a very long journey just to realise the amount of sadness I have
within.
If we get out of this, I want to be sad for a long time,
to hold my sadness in my hands, hug it tight, and then maybe try to move
on with my life, or what is left of it.
I receive a phone call from my friend to check on me. He shares the
story of his neighbour who decided to stay with his elderly father in
their apartment in Gaza
City while his family went south. “They barely have contact with him.
His father’s health is deteriorating. The horror they are facing is
unbelievable. They don’t have enough food or water. His family here is
dying every second away from him.”
My other friend
starts discussing with me the situation after the nightmare is over. She
is worried about all the people who would go back to their areas but
would be homeless; or for those who will have to spend thousands of
dollars to fix their houses to meet the bare minimum standards of
living. She speaks about the emotional distress every Gazan will have to
deal with.
But she is thinking about the aftermath, which means
that she thinks it will be over, and even over soon. It’s not that I
lack this optimism, but from what I see, hear and learn, it is going to
take a much longer time.
Mia Khalifa celebra morte de Kissinger dando descontos em seu OnlyFans
LEONARDO SAKAMOTO
A
influenciadora, empresária e ex-atriz pornô Mia Khalifa celebrou a
morte do ex-secretário de Estado dos Estados Unidos Henry Kissinger,
nesta quarta (29), oferecendo 29% de desconto em sua conta no Only Fans
para quem usar o código promocional "ByeBitch" - "Adeus, Vadia", em
português. "Bom dia a todos, exceto Henry Kissinger. Porque ele
finalmente está morto", postou em seguida.
Por que isso importa?
Tendo se aposentado da produção de filmes pornôs há oito anos e sendo
proprietária de uma marca de joias, a libanesa Sarah Joe Chamoun (seu
nome real) vem sendo bastante ativa em temas políticos. E tem cacife
para tanto: possui 27,3 milhões de seguidores no Instagram e 5,7 milhões
no X/Twitter.
Conhecida apoiadora do direito palestino a um Estado
próprio e crítica das violações em direitos humanos sofridas pela
população nos territórios de Gaza e da Cisjordânia, ela gerou polêmica
ao defender os ataques do Hamas contra Israel. Desde o início do
conflito, ela tem usado o seu peso nas redes sociais para cobrar
posicionamento de artistas sobre Gaza.
Kissinger, que faleceu aos
100 anos, ajudou a moldar o mundo como o conhecemos hoje, contribuindo
com a vitória dos Estados Unidos na Guerra Fria. Mas também é acusado de
ser um criminoso de guerra por conta de seu papel no conflito entre os
EUA e o Vietnã, no bombardeio do Camboja pelos EUA, no apoio a guerras
na África subsaariana, na ajuda a golpes de Estado e no respaldo a
ditaduras açougueiras na América Latina, como na Argentina e no Chile, e
na anuência à invasão do Timor Leste pela Indonésia, em 1975, quando
foram mortas de 200 a 300 mil pessoas.
O nome de Mia Khalifa se
tornou familiar à política brasileira, em 2021, quando foi citada várias
vezes na CPI da Covid, em tom de ironia após o senador Luis Carlos
Heinze (PP-RS) reproduzir na comissão uma fake news sobre uma suposta
conspiração criada para atacar a cloroquina - remédio sem eficácia para a
doença que se tornou o xodó do bolsonarismo. Nas redes sociais, a
mentira usava a foto de Mia Khalifa, vestida de médica. A repercussão
zerou a internet. A ponto de ela própria entrar na brincadeira, postando
uma montagem em que prestava depoimento na CPI.
I see an old colleague. She used to fight with her husband all the
time. We heard more about their marital problems than about work. All
the time people would be trying to fix things between them, and she
would always say she would definitely leave him.
Today, I saw both
of them, they were wearing dirty clothes, walking with their children,
but they were hand in hand. They looked happy! Did the misery force them
to disregard all their differences and focus on love?
Not
everything I saw was beautiful. I saw a boy wearing a pair of shoes
clearly at least two sizes bigger than his feet. He couldn’t move
easily. Another sight was a guy I know, a bank employee who always wears
suits. Today, he was wearing a torn T-shirt with dirty pyjama bottoms.
He looked exhausted.
Em 16 de setembro de 1976, diplomatas americanos alertaram Henry Kissinger, que morreu na noite desta quarta-feira aos 100 anos,
sobre a existência e ação da Operação Condor, na América do Sul. Mas a
ordem de um dos ícones da política externa americana naquele momento foi
clara: arquivar qualquer denúncia que pudesse existir sobre o tema e
simplesmente não agir.
Dias
depois, em pleno centro de Washington, era assassinado o ex-chanceler
chileno Orlando Letelier, aliado de Salvador Allende. A vítima era
considerada como um dos principais nomes da organização de um governo do
Chile no exílio, depois do golpe de Estado promovido por Augusto
Pinochet em 1973.
Seriam
necessários mais 30 anos para que John Kerry entregasse para Michelle
Bachelet um pendrive com mais de 300 documentos secretos dos EUA sobre o
caso que abalou a região.
Em
seu livro "O Brasil contra a Democracia", o pesquisador e jornalista
Roberto Simon também publicou revelações importantes sobre o papel de
Kissinger na América do Sul e, em especial, no Chile.
Num
trecho, ele conta como havia, no final dos anos 60, uma pressão interna
no governo dos EUA para que Richard Nixon prestasse mais atenção no
"quintal americano".
"O
maior argumento de autoridade, porém, vinha do general Vernon Walters, o
ex-adido no Rio por quem Nixon tinha adoração. Nos dias entre a eleição
e a posse de Allende, o general foi enviado ao Brasil e à Argentina
para consultas com militares dos dois países. Ao final da viagem,
Walters escreveu um memorando no qual defendia três pontos:
o aumento das vendas de armas a países-chave da região;
a aceitação do papel dos militares como guardiões da ordem, sem julgá-los pelos "padrões da Constituição americana";
e a ideia de que, se os Estados Unidos não ocupassem o espaço latino-americano, outra potência global o faria.
"Na
cópia do relatório que chegou em suas mãos, Nixon escreveu à caneta um
recado a Kissinger: "K, leia este memorando do Walters novamente e faça
com que ele seja implementado em todos os seus aspectos". A palavra
"todos" o presidente marcou com um grifo duplo".
E assim ocorreu.
Celebrado
como um grande intelectual e artífice do mundo no século 20, Kissinger
passou a ser acusado de ter ignorado de forma deliberada ou por omissão
milhões de vidas humanas. Ou, como diz a escritora Juliana Monteiro, o
escândalo de chamar essas mortes de "dano colateral".
Havia um argumento maior em jogo: a busca pela hegemonia dos EUA.
Em
2001, o Arquivo de Segurança Nacional da Universidade George Washington
publicou documentos secretos que confirmaram pela primeira vez que o
governo indonésio lançou sua sangrenta invasão do Timor Leste em
dezembro de 1975 com a concordância do presidente Gerald Ford e do
secretário de Estado Henry Kissinger.
Cerca de 200.000 timorenses morreram durante os vinte e cinco anos de ocupação.
Naquele
mês de 1975, Ford e Kissinger se reuniram com o então presidente
indonésio Suharto durante uma breve escala em Jacarta, enquanto voltavam
de Pequim. "Cientes de que Suharto tinha planos de invadir o Timor
Leste e que a invasão era legalmente problemática —em parte devido ao
uso pela Indonésia de equipamentos militares dos EUA que o Congresso
havia aprovado apenas para autodefesa— Ford e Kissinger queriam garantir
que Suharto agisse somente depois que eles retornassem ao território
dos EUA", afirmou a Universidade, ao publicar os dados.
"A
invasão ocorreu em 7 de dezembro de 1975, no dia seguinte à partida
deles, resultando na ocupação violenta e sangrenta do Timor Leste por um
quarto de século. Henry Kissinger sempre negou que tenha havido
qualquer discussão substancial sobre o Timor Leste durante a reunião com
Suharto, mas um telegrama recém-desclassificado do Departamento de
Estado de dezembro de 1975 confirma que essa discussão ocorreu e que
Ford e Kissinger aconselharam Suharto que 'é importante que tudo o que
você fizer seja bem-sucedido rapidamente'".
As revelações também apontaram que:
Quando
Suharto disse a Ford e Kissinger que estava prestes a ordenar uma
invasão, a resposta foi apenas uma advertência de que "seria melhor que
isso fosse feito depois que voltássemos" (a invasão começou no dia
seguinte).
Kissinger
disse a Suharto que o uso de armas fornecidas pelos EUA na invasão
--equipamento que, de acordo com a lei dos EUA, não poderia ser usado em
operações militares ofensivas-- "poderia criar problemas", mas indicou
que eles poderiam "interpretar" a invasão como autodefesa.
Em
12 de agosto de 1975, alguns dias depois de uma tentativa de golpe no
Timor Leste, Kissinger observou que uma tomada de poder pela Indonésia
ocorreria "mais cedo ou mais tarde".
Seis
meses após a ocupação do Timor Leste, Kissinger reconheceu aos altos
funcionários do Departamento de Estado que a ajuda militar dos EUA havia
sido usada "ilegalmente" e deu a entender suas próprias dúvidas sobre a
invasão: Washington não havia retomado "de bom grado" as relações
normais com Jacarta.
Pelas
contas do historiador da Universidade de Yale, Greg Grandin, entre 1969
e 1976, a política externa de Kissinger foi responsável por 3 a 4
milhões de mortos.
Em
recentes artigos publicados, o vencedor do prêmio Pulitzer de 2020
ainda conta como Kissinger aconselhou Nixon a bombardear de forma
secreta o Camboja, país que sequer estava em guerra contra os EUA.
"Agora
sabemos muito mais sobre os outros crimes de Kissinger, o imenso
sofrimento que ele causou durante seus anos no cargo público. Ele deu
luz verde a golpes de Estado e possibilitou genocídios. Disse aos
ditadores que matassem e torturassem rapidamente, vendeu os curdos e
comandou a operação malfeita para sequestrar o general chileno René
Schneider (na esperança de atrapalhar a posse do presidente Salvador
Allende), que resultou no assassinato de Schneider. Sua mudança
pós-Vietnã para o Oriente Médio deixou a região em caos, preparando o
terreno para crises que continuam a afligir a humanidade", escreveu.
Mais
recentemente, ele apoiou a guerra contra Saddam Hussein e, quando em
1999 o juiz espanhol Baltazar Garzón pediu a extradição de Augusto
Pinochet, Kissinger foi um dos personagens internacionais a sair em
apoio ao ditador chileno.
Na
lápide de Kissinger certamente devem constar seus feitos para desenhar o
mundo no qual vivemos hoje. Ali, também deve constar o infame prêmio
Nobel da Paz que o americano recebeu, alvo de constrangimento até hoje
para Oslo.
Mas, na pedra, também estão as sombras de milhares de nomes de vítimas de suas políticas.
Lucky find at auction identifies man on cover of of 'Led Zeppelin IV'
"On Nov. 8, 1971, Led Zeppelin released its iconic fourth studio album, which was untitled but is widely known as Led Zeppelin IV. It features the band's major hit Stairway to Heaven, and the wordless cover shows the image of a bearded, older man with a large bundle of sticks on his back against the backdrop of a decaying wall.
Now, 52 years later to the day, a minor mystery about that cover has been solved."
‘Country of promises’: Brazil’s struggle to lead climate policy at COP28
"The climate change events could turn into public relations platforms for industries with little interest in lowering their carbon output.
ciety that they have to be present at COPs,” Leone said.
“When they arrive, they come on strong, with a lot of money and robust marketing strategies. That ends up turning the event into a big fair where companies set their stands to sell their greenwashing and false solutions.”
The accusation of “greenwashing” — or peddling a misleading environmental track record — is one that Lula himself faces in advance of COP28."
It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew I turned my face away And dreamed about you
A dear person, in Norway, told me today that the
snow had arrived in a blizzard and his two-year-old was amazed to see
snow for the first time.
I remember the first time I saw snow, I
was 30. Imagine a 30-year-old man from Gaza with a bunch of other Gazans
seeing snow for the first time, after they got the chance to travel.
We
turned into young kids. Everyone around us was surprised by our
childish happiness. We were throwing snowballs, making shapes and taking
pictures.
I wonder how many positive first feelings I will have: a
crush over someone new, visiting a new country, making a new
achievement, or simply watching a flower blossom. Are there any
experiences left for me, or have I cashed all of them already without
even noticing?
A Climate Summit Begins With Fossil Fuels, and Frustration, Going StrongE
"Countries talk about the need to cut the pollution that is dangerously heating the planet, but emissions are reaching record highs this year. Rich countries have pledged to help poor countries transition away from coal, oil and gas, but have largely failed to fulfill their promises for financial aid. After 27 years of meetings, countries still can’t agree to stop burning fossil fuels, which scientists say is the main driver of climate change.
And this year, the hottest year in recorded history, the talks known as COP28 are being hosted by a country that is ramping up its production of oil and has been accused of using its position as facilitator of the summit to strike oil and gas deals on the sidelines."
I receive a message from someone living abroad
telling me that: “Your dignity is in my heart.” Even though I was
touched by this message and others she sent out of support and care, I
was a little bit sarcastic about it. My dignity? I have some?
In
the “normal’’ times, Gazans don’t have the dignified ability to travel
whenever they want. I have been blessed with travelling several times,
though there were many chances I lost because I couldn’t secure a travel
permit. I would get selected for programmes out of thousands of people
around the world, and get disqualified for not being able to travel.
The
most horrendous one was when I was selected for a human rights
programme and couldn’t get the visa because I had to travel to have a
visa interview outside Gaza, which I couldn’t do. The organisation then
disqualified me. I sent them an email asking how a human rights
programme could disqualify someone because they cannot enjoy their human
rights. I begged to attend online, or for them to take action to
support me. Nothing happened, and I lost my chance.
The stories go
on and on. I can think of five friends of mine who lost master’s and
PhD scholarships for not being able to travel.
But dignity could
be about things simpler than travelling, such as sleeping in the safety
of your own home, with access to water, electricity and internet.
Dignity is about having access to a toilet when you want.
Israel and Hamas have strong reasons not to extend Gaza ceasefire
"The diplomats’ difficulty is that both sides in the war have good reasons not to extend the ceasefire. Hamas would lose leverage over Israel if all the hostages were released. It is also argued that Hamas cannot afford to make too many concessions without losing support to the other rival military groups operating in Gaza, such as Palestinian Islamic Jihad.
For Netanyahu, the risk lies in being drawn into a ceasefire that leaves Hamas’s military structures intact – an outcome that runs counter to his vow this battle is not a repetition of the four previous conflicts with Hamas in Gaza that left it in power. Netanyahu has called it a fight between barbarism and civilisation, so can hardly afford a conflict that does not lead to complete victory.
Moreover, Netanyahu knows if he were to settle for a murky outcome he would be pilloried by rightwing extremists in his government that could then withdraw from the government and force an election that the polls show the public wants – and that he would lose badly."
read analysis by "The diplomats’ difficulty is that both sides in the war have good reasons not to extend the ceasefire. Hamas would lose leverage over Israel if all the hostages were released. It is also argued that Hamas cannot afford to make too many concessions without losing support to the other rival military groups operating in Gaza, such as Palestinian Islamic Jihad.
For Netanyahu, the risk lies in being drawn into a ceasefire that leaves Hamas’s military structures intact – an outcome that runs counter to his vow this battle is not a repetition of the four previous conflicts with Hamas in Gaza that left it in power. Netanyahu has called it a fight between barbarism and civilisation, so can hardly afford a conflict that does not lead to complete victory.
Moreover, Netanyahu knows if he were to settle for a murky outcome he would be pilloried by rightwing extremists in his government that could then withdraw from the government and force an election that the polls show the public wants – and that he would lose badly."
It's a long walk to DC but I've got my walking shoes on I can't take a plane, passer train, because my money ain't that long America we believe, oh that you love us still So people I'm gonna be under to wipe away my tears
After around an hour, I decide to go back. I see a lady coming
towards me. I do not recognise her at first, but then I remember: I had
been working with her. She had to evacuate south and stay with her
in-laws. We exchange few sentences and move on.
The irony is that
we had been working together on an art project. A month ago, we were
discussing expressing feelings via acting, singing and dancing. Now we
are two people, far away from home, unable to express their pain and
constant fear.
How come, we were thinking of a better future for Gaza and its youth then, when now we are not sure we will see another day?
How
come this lady, who used to wear colourful clothes and have a smile
that would shine a room, is a replica of herself, in a fully black
outfit, with eyes full of sadness?
Fearful, Humiliated and Desperate: Gazans Heading South Face Horrors
"They
walked for hours, raising their hands when they encountered Israeli
troops with guns trained on them to display their I.D. cards — or wave
white rags. All around them was the sound of gunfire and the incessant
buzzing of drones. Bodies littered rubble-filled streets."
read newstory byYara Bayoumy, Samar Abu Elouf and Iyad Abuheweila
Governo de São Paulo não aceitou trocar a greve por passe livre
LEONARDO SAKAMOTO
Mais uma vez os sindicatos de transporte sobre trilhos em greve propuseram ao governo de São Paulo trocar a greve desta terça (28) pela liberação das catracas do Metrô e da CPTM, mas a ideia foi novamente rejeitada, tal qual na paralisação de 3 de outubro.
"Propusemos em reunião com cinco secretários do governo a liberação das catracas, mantendo o funcionamento normal do sistema. Mas eles disseram que não iriam aceitar por questões de segurança", afirmou à coluna Camila Lisboa, presidente do Sindicato dos Metroviários e Metroviárias.
Ela rebate a justificativa dizendo que esse problema não existe, que as catracas já foram liberadas outras vezes e que os funcionários do Metrô e da CPTM sempre garantiram a segurança e têm compromisso com a prestação do serviço ao público. "Inclusive tivemos catracas livres nos últimos dias 5 e 12 de novembro [dias da prova do Enem]", avalia.
Também lembra que São Paulo teve catracas livres no segundo turno da eleição do ano passado e não houve tumultos. Segundo ela, os usuários são trabalhadores, pessoas educadas, não vândalos.
Na avaliação dos sindicatos que organizam a paralisação, o governo não aceitou o passe livre nesta terça para evitar a simpatia dos usuários dos serviços públicos para a sua pauta principal: a interrupção do processo de privatização de empresas públicas paulistas.
A prática de liberar catracas em protestos de trabalhadores do transporte público ocorre em outros países da Europa e nos Estados Unidos. É considerada uma forma eficiente de pressão porque atinge o caixa do empregador e gera simpatia no povo. Em uma greve convencional, não há receita, mas não há custo de operação, e, neste tipo de paralisação, há custo. Essa é uma das razões pelas quais a Justiça costuma votar contra a medida.
I receive a call from my friend who has lost her home, checking on
me. We belong to a group of friends, all almost in our mid-30s, yet she
has just turned 30. She always brings joy to the group. During our
conversation, she shares some fun situations that happened to her at the
school she is staying at. I tell her that I cannot imagine how she is
maintaining her positive attitude.
“This experience has taught me
how to appreciate the smallest of things,” she says. “Drinking clean
water; having water to take a shower; eating a healthy meal that has
vegetables and protein in it; sleeping for eight hours … Oh! I miss
sleeping on my bed.” Then she says: “Believe me, the real challenge is
when the situation ends. Going back to reality and having to make
decisions about every single part of your life. Right now, we are in the
middle of chaos. But then, when the silence arrives, and you start
seeing everything clearly, the real catastrophe will start.”
Everyone hopes the ceasefire will be the first step towards ending
the whole situation. For us, the ones who have already evacuated, the
main difference is the lack of planes all day, walking without fear of
being bombed, the ability to stay out till later in the night. And – for
those who don’t have cats in heat – sleeping. I have also noticed that a
lot of married women have a chance to visit their parents, as most
couples stay with the husbands’ parents.
But fear and sadness
still dominate. For many Gazans, this is a break from death. The most
important question is what will happen after the ceasefire. Our lives
will move to being in danger immediately. Many people have got access to
an internet connection and saw others who fled from their own areas,
which led to receiving news about losing their homes or loved ones.
I
hear a discussion happening outside among members of the hosting
family. At 3am yesterday, Ahmad and his older brother left with two
cooking gas canisters to secure an early spot to refill them.
Filling
gas is the top priority for almost every Gazan family during the
ceasefire. They waited for over 14 hours but couldn’t fill them. The
discussion today was about whether to go or not. They decided not to. I
heard them talk about how undignified the whole situation was, and how
they can depend on burning wood, hoping the situation will end soon.
During the ceasefire, there were sighs of relief, but also a lot of misery, tears and fear.
Archeologists believe they have discovered how Egypt's great pyramids were built
"The construction of the Egyptian pyramids remains one of history's most enduring mysteries. For centuries, both historians and the general public have pondered the question: how did a civilization, without the technology we have today, move colossal stone slabs across vast distances to create these architectural wonders?
To grasp the magnitude of the challenge, consider this: The Great Pyramid is composed of over 2.3 million blocks of limestone and granite, each weighing a staggering two tons. "It's a task that even today would require significant resources and engineering expertise,""
Run The Jewels - a few words for the firing squad (radiation)
I woke up early once again that's four days straight I didn't wake you baby, I just watched you lay In the radiation of the city sun I am in love with you, it is my only grace (woo) You know how everything can seem a little out of place?
O naco bolsonarista do Senado deseja emparedar o STF e defende a medida, criticando as drogas, enquanto muitos reviram com o dedo o gelo em seu copo de uísque. Já o presidente da Comissão de Constituição e Justiça, Davi Alcolumbre, por onde a matéria deve passar em breve, está de olho nos votos da direita em sua campanha para voltar ao comando da casa. O atual presidente, Rodrigo Pacheco, busca agradar o eleitorado conservador visando à disputa ao governo de Minas Gerais. E uma parcela de senadores do centrão querem os mesmos mimos concedidos aos deputados federais, que pressionaram o governo Lula até obterem ministérios, cargos e emendas.
Esperava-se da Câmara Alta do parlamento brasileiro a sensatez que já demonstrou em outros momentos recentes de nossa história. E não que incentivasse posições que afrontam a dignidade humana e colocam o Brasil na xepa das nações como moeda de troca para suas necessidades políticas e eleitorais.
Hoje a lei não define uma quantidade de droga que separa o traficante do usuário. Com isso, a polícia e a Justiça passaram a enquadrar semoventes com pequena quantidade de maconha como bandidos, mandando muitos para a cadeia - quer dizer, para a escola do crime dirigida pelas narcomilícias. A ação que vem sendo analisada visa a determinar essa quantidade. A PEC no Senado considera crime mesmo a pessoa que porte uma bituca velha que produza menos de um peido de maconha. A proposta vai na contramão do que é feito em países "atrasados", como EUA e Alemanha.
Não há saída para a violência das narcomilícias e da polícia nas periferias que não a interrupção da atual política de guerra às drogas, o que passa pela descriminalização de psicoativos, estrangulando os recursos que chegam às mãos das organizações criminosas. E menos recursos para elas significa menos morte.
The news is not good. The situation is getting worse – horrible and terrifying things are happening. The level of our fear is beyond normal. Nothing shows any sign of hope. I tell my friends that I am not sure we will see another morning.
I hear Ahmad outside, reciting a poem I love. I am not sure what prompted him, but hearing it warmed my heart:
“When you prepare your breakfast, think upon others / Don’t forget to feed the pigeons.
When you engage in your wars, think upon others / Don’t forget those who demand peace.
And when you return home to your house, think upon others / Such as those who live in tents.
When you fall asleep counting planets, think upon others / Who cannot find a place to sleep in.”
Is anyone thinking of us? And are we going to end up living in tents, or worse, become one of those who cannot find a place to sleep in?
Sob a justificativa de facilitar a contratação de pessoas de 18 a 29 anos para o seu primeiro emprego, a Câmara dos Deputados aprovou, nesta terça (21), um projeto que reduz proteções garantidas aos trabalhadores.
O pacote inclui medidas que haviam sido apresentadas pelo então ministro da Economia Paulo Guedes dentro do projeto "Carteira Verde e Amarela" a fim de reduzir os custos de contratação.
Duramente criticadas, elas acabaram sendo deixadas de lado. As propostas mais draconianas não foram ressuscitadas, como a substituição da contribuição patronal ao INSS de 20% por, veja só, uma taxa de 7,5% a ser cobrada das parcelas de quem recebe seguro-desemprego. Neste caso, o PL 5229/2019 prevê a redução de 20% para 10%, mas sem citar a fonte de receita dessa renúncia - o que contribui para o déficit da Previdência Social.
O projeto também prevê que o recolhimento mensal do FGTS caia de 8,3% para 6%, 4% e até 2%. As empresas podem abrir essas novas vagas no equivalente a 10% da média de empregados registrados na folha de pagamento no ano anterior. Pessoas com 50 anos ou mais e sem vínculo formal há mais de um ano também podem participar.
Ninguém é contra criar mecanismos para facilitar a contratação formal, principalmente quando se trata de grupos afetados por taxas de desemprego acima da média da sociedade.
A questão é quem está pagando a conta por isso. Pois o projeto aprovado prevê benefícios ao empregador custeados pelos trabalhadores (FGTS menor) e pelo Estado (INSS menor). Afinal, emprego não é "favor" de patrão, mas uma relação em que trabalhadores geram riqueza para o proprietário do empreendimento e são pagos para isso. Muitas vezes, mal pagos.
Gerar empregos através da retirada de direitos é uma reciclagem do conto do vigário. A tragédia da história não é se repetir como farsa, mas como galhofa. Daí, o receio de que o modelo aprovado pela Câmara seja expandido para outros grupos etários se der certo. A questão é: dar certo para quem?
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