<?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-8652586</id><updated>2012-01-10T15:24:34.367-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giba Canto</title><subtitle type='html'>Aqui divulgo mensagens e pensamentos com os quais tenho afinidade e alguns textos por mim produzidos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Porque eu te amo, tu não precisas de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;  Porque tu me amas, eu não preciso de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;  No amor, jamais nos deixamos completar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;  Somos, um para o outro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;  deliciosamente desnecessários."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;               Roberto Freire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-5158901203417386763?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/5158901203417386763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=5158901203417386763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/5158901203417386763'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;O trabalho tem de ter uma utilidade, mas o que a gente vê é um desespero pelo êxito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;As pessoas executam as coisas quando deveriam realizá-las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Comecei a fazer teatro, com Miguel Arraes, em clareiras abertas nos canaviais de Recife, onde ilustrávamos as lições dadas pelo rádio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          José Wilker (entrevista dada ao OESP em 27.Jan.2008)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem não vira a mesa quando está infeliz no trabalho, quem não arrisca trocar o certo pelo incerto atrás de um sonho, quem não se permite, ao menos uma vez na vida, fugir dos conselhos sensatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem não viaja, quem não lê, quem não ouve música, quem não encontra graça em si mesmo, quem destrói seu amor próprio, quem não se deixa ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem passa os dias queixando-se da má sorte ou da chuva incessante, desistindo de um projeto antes mesmo de iniciá-lo, não faz perguntas sobre coisas que desconhece e não responde quando indagado sobre aquilo que sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem não troca de idéias, não troca de discurso e evita as próprias contradições, quem faz da TV o seu guru e seu parceiro diário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evitemos a morte em suaves prestações lembrando sempre que, estar vivo, exige um esforço bem maior do que simplesmente respirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somente a paciência ardente, a perseverança, fará com que conquistemos uma esplêndida felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    (baseado em poesia de Pablo Neruda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-5965302583316192632?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/5965302583316192632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=5965302583316192632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/5965302583316192632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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leitura matinal de notícias do jornal, concluí que não dá para fazer uma lista completa de tudo o que ela oferece, mas dá para identificar alguns tipos de ambientes vivenciais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Locais históricos bonitos de se ver e de se aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Multiplicidade de ambientes gastronômicos de ótima qualidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Parques e áreas de natureza que muitos não conhecem (*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lubes e áreas abertas para a prática de esportes de todos os tipos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Muitas salas de cinema com farta programação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vários Museus e espaços dedicados à arte (pinturas e esculturas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Importantes espaços para as crianças se desenvolverem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Baladeiros têm ótimas opções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Consumistas contumazes se divertem fazendo muitas compras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Românticos podem encontrar espaços muito convidativos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Caçadores de tesouros" acham coisas incríveis em lojas de antiguidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Apreciadores de música deliciam-se com a qualidade e a variedade de opções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;É um grande centro de negócios de todos os tipos: industriais, comerciais e financeiros&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dá para cada tipo de paulistano aproveitá-la com lhe aprouver!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(*) Curucutu Parque Ambiental (uma floresta particular às margens da represa Billings) – &lt;a href="http://www.vitaroso.com.br/"&gt;www.vitaroso.com.br&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-3965229708332288089?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/3965229708332288089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=3965229708332288089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/3965229708332288089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/3965229708332288089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2008/01/se-esta-rua-fosse-minha.html' title='Se esta rua fosse minha...'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-5028468814505135037</id><published>2007-09-26T18:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:15:28.405-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil do Lulla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/pbTe4SSVvzI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' 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Lulla'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-6124477989899203708</id><published>2007-09-16T19:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:23:42.392-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Edu Lobo</title><content type='html'>A primeira vez que ouvi a "Sagração da Primavera" de Stravinski, fiquei confuso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque era muita informação junta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito bom quando você percebe que o problema está em você, e não no que você está ouvindo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-6124477989899203708?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/6124477989899203708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=6124477989899203708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/6124477989899203708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/6124477989899203708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/09/edu-lobo.html' title='Edu Lobo'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-6893476900394945152</id><published>2007-09-09T19:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:18:16.491-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferreira Gullar</title><content type='html'>OESP - Que virtudes mais preza na boa arte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gullar - A capacidade de reinventar a vida. É isso que eu acho extraordinário. Algo que me tira o chão, que me deslumbra, ou pela alta qualidade, ou pela imaginação, pela emoção. É como disse Rilke em seu soneto célebre: algo que me faça mudar de vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em outro momento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gullar - Tem livros que são muito negativos. Um autor que realmente me faz mal é o Beckett. Não posso gostar de uma coisa que me faz mal. Reconheço a inteligência e a lucidez dele, mas é uma coisa muito negativa. A minha visão é de que o mundo é inventado. O sentido da vida é inventado por nós. Desfazer o sentido não ajuda em nada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-6893476900394945152?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/6893476900394945152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=6893476900394945152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/6893476900394945152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/6893476900394945152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/09/ferreira-gullar.html' title='Ferreira Gullar'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-1188995825041100053</id><published>2007-09-02T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:01:55.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtude no Teatro</title><content type='html'>OESP -Quais as virtudes que você mais preza no bom teatro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amir Haddad - Clareza e generosidade. Clareza de pensamentos e generosidade nos afetos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-1188995825041100053?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/1188995825041100053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=1188995825041100053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/1188995825041100053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/1188995825041100053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/09/virtude-no-teatro.html' title='Virtude no Teatro'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-2574878384641456287</id><published>2007-08-24T07:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T07:52:53.764-03:00</updated><title type='text'>markz space: Education 3.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://markzspace.blogspot.com/2007/08/education-30.html"&gt;markz space: Education 3.0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-2574878384641456287?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://markzspace.blogspot.com/2007/08/education-30.html' title='markz space: 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-6487585636157698237</id><published>2007-08-20T15:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:26:50.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'>diálogo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;As pessoas não debatem conteúdos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;apenas os rótulos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mário de Andrade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-6487585636157698237?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/6487585636157698237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=6487585636157698237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/6487585636157698237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/6487585636157698237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/08/dilogo.html' title='diálogo...'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-8581602599059037572</id><published>2007-08-14T08:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:27:26.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conhecer é aprender...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma verdadeira viagem de descobrimento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não é encontrar novas terras,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas ter um novo olhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marcel Proust)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-8581602599059037572?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/8581602599059037572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=8581602599059037572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/8581602599059037572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/8581602599059037572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/08/conhecer-aprender.html' title='Conhecer é 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buainain &amp;amp; Silveira (Unicamp)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-5981501206978020234?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/5981501206978020234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=5981501206978020234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/5981501206978020234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/5981501206978020234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/05/entender-se.html' title='Entender-se'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-8111465063603437769</id><published>2007-05-18T23:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:48:05.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem é rico?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rico não é aquele que tem mais, é aquele que precisa de menos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-8111465063603437769?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-4194755645717823215</id><published>2007-04-23T11:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T11:34:32.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>3 tipos de pessoas</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As que fazem com que as coisas aconteçam (são agentes de mudanças)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As que simplesmente 'vão na onda' (aquele pessoal que fica 'em cima do muro') e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As que folheiam os jornais no fim de semana e se perguntam: Meu Deus, o que aconteceu? (são uns 'perdidos na noite')&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Walfredo Camargo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-4194755645717823215?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/4194755645717823215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=4194755645717823215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/4194755645717823215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/4194755645717823215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-tipos-de-pessoas.html' title='3 tipos de pessoas'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-718594599748288754</id><published>2007-04-22T11:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T11:28:26.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Teatro 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pergunta do jornal OESP: Que atitude você mais preza no bom teatro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Resposta do dramaturgo Mário Viana: "A generosidade. Com o público e com os colegas. Quem acha que faz tudo sozinho em teatro, está apenas se exibindo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[comentário: esta resposta aplica-se também à educação em todos os níveis e situações!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-718594599748288754?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/718594599748288754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=718594599748288754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/718594599748288754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/718594599748288754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/04/teatro-1.html' title='Teatro 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-7601844368213648777</id><published>2007-04-11T09:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T09:51:03.944-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Telemarketing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telemarketing [ativo] é, resumidamente, o oferecimento, por suposto gratuito, de utilidades (ou inutilidades) domésticas para facilitar (ou complicar) a vida [das pessoas] na sociedade moderna. Trata-se de um serviço em que se usa a voz. É mais uma especialização destes tempos em que 'ganhar a vida', conquistando salário, é uma luta renhida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lourenço Diaféria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-7601844368213648777?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/7601844368213648777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=7601844368213648777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/7601844368213648777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/7601844368213648777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/04/telemarketing.html' title='Telemarketing'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-117064566154312622</id><published>2007-01-25T01:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T01:21:01.553-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabedoria 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O homem que não sabe sorrir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  não deve nunca abrir uma loja."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(provérbio árabe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-117064566154312622?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/117064566154312622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=117064566154312622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/117064566154312622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/117064566154312622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/01/sabedoria-2.html' title='Sabedoria 2'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116912599416326471</id><published>2007-01-18T11:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T11:13:14.173-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Teaching is listening.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Learning is talking."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(message painted on a Met advisor's truck by his students)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from Dennis Littky's book "The Big Picture"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116912599416326471?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116912599416326471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116912599416326471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116912599416326471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116912599416326471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/01/educar-9.html' title='Educar 9'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116835327941500032</id><published>2007-01-09T12:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:34:39.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Política 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;... ainda nos referimos aos criminosos como "desviantes" de nossa moral, como gente que se "perdeu" da virtude e "caiu no mundo do mal". O que surgiu foi uma nova sociedade periférica, feita de fome, rancor e desejo de consumo. Houve uma sinistra "modernização" na miséria e um enorme atraso no poder público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Arnaldo Jabor - 09.01.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116835327941500032?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116835327941500032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116835327941500032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116835327941500032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116835327941500032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/01/poltica-2.html' title='Política 2'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116835302381461928</id><published>2007-01-09T12:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:30:23.816-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Política 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Solução" é um conceito obsessivo e superado. Só um processo amplo, multidisciplinar, lento, caro, [persistente] poderá minorar esta tragédia imunda que nos aflige...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Arnaldo Jabor (referindo-se à violência no Rio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116835302381461928?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116835302381461928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116835302381461928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116835302381461928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116835302381461928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/01/poltica-1.html' title='Política 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116835253678143063</id><published>2007-01-08T12:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:10:25.063-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O desafio não me parece ser tornar a educação prazerosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mas, sim, torná-la relevante para a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Os alunos se desmotivam não porque gostariam de sentir prazer na escola e não sentem, mas porque não vêem sentido no que se faz na escola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E a razão principal pela qual não vêem sentido nas atividades escolares é que a maioria delas simplesmente não tem o menor sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eduardo Chaves (UNICAMP) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116835253678143063?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116835253678143063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116835253678143063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116835253678143063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116835253678143063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/01/educar-8.html' title='Educar 8'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116820316646017249</id><published>2007-01-07T18:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:52:46.470-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversar 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Investigar es conversar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  enseñar es conversar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  aprender es conversar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  experimentar es conversar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  reflexionar es conversar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; J. Wagensberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acrescento:&lt;br /&gt;“... vivir es conversar.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Giba Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116820316646017249?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116820316646017249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116820316646017249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116820316646017249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116820316646017249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2007/01/conversar-1.html' title='Conversar 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116792388628885752</id><published>2007-01-04T13:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T13:18:06.300-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A música... é uma arte cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lukács diz que é a forma mais perfeita de arte. Concordo, mas ela é cruel, ela é como um grande amor, se você não se dedicar diariamente, você o perde."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Evaldo Amaro Vieira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116792388628885752?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116792388628885752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116792388628885752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116792388628885752'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e também a mais poderosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que o mundo possui."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mahatma Gandhi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116710442360926143?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116710442360926143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116710442360926143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116710442360926143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116710442360926143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/12/amor1.html' title='Amor1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116653769361683681</id><published>2006-12-19T12:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:56:24.283-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Muita gente diz que "sabe coisas de cor".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas saber de cor não é saber!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saber de cor é apenas "conservar o que foi entregue à guarda da memória."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montaigne (1533-1592)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116653769361683681?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116653769361683681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116653769361683681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116653769361683681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116653769361683681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/12/educar-7_19.html' title='Educar 7'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116602076086322570</id><published>2006-12-13T12:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:05:18.570-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"No Brasil, até o passado é imprevisível." (P.Malan referindo-se ao entulho financeiro que tentava contabilizar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"A solução do Brasil não está na educação, como muitos dizem, mas sim no crescimento econômico. De nada adianta ter muitos jovens graduados, com MBA, até com doutorado, se não houver emprego! Na época em que crescemos uns 10% ao ano, a educação abrangia uma parcela muito pequena da população, e isto não foi impedimento para o crescimento. A juventude não sofria com a falta de oportunidades." (R.Macedo reforça, entretanto, que educação é necessária para a formação da cidadania.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"No Brasil precisamos investir mais, mas investir no sentido que o engenheiro tem, em obras, fábricas e produção. Não apenas em ativos financeiros." (R.Macedo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Nos EUA há hoje muito mais preocupação com o Workfare do que com o Welfare." (R.Macedo fazendo alusão aos programas assistencialisatas do atual governo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Os trabalhadores gastam o que ganham e os empresários ganham o que gastam." (Kalecki, citado por R.Macedo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Devedor "pagão" é aquele que está em grande aperto financeiro, que paga qualquer juro pensando que isto vai resolver o seu problema." (R.Macedo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Há maior correlação entre os índices de inflação com relação à cotação do dolar, do que com relação à taxa de juros. Estou convencido de que a baixa inflação atual é mais decorrente da elevada apreciação do Real do que da extremada taxa de juros imposta pelo governo." (R.Macedo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116602076086322570?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116602076086322570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116602076086322570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116602076086322570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116602076086322570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/12/brasil1.html' title='Brasil1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116820326865202001</id><published>2006-12-07T18:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:56:50.580-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t walk in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I may not follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t walk behind me&lt;br /&gt;I may not lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a walk beside me&lt;br /&gt;and be my friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116820326865202001?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/116820326865202001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=116820326865202001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116820326865202001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/116820326865202001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/12/educar-6.html' title='Educar 6'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-116601999451545708</id><published>2006-11-15T12:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T12:26:34.530-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Música1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Existe alguma coisa melhor que a música para mostrar a uma criança como é ser humano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Daniel Barenboim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-116601999451545708?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-115880668024520431</id><published>2006-09-20T23:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:44:40.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabedoria 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Três regras simples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na desordem, descubra a simplicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na discórdia, encontre a harmonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em meio às dificuldades, identifique oportunidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Albert Einstein)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-115880668024520431?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/115880668024520431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=115880668024520431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115880668024520431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115880668024520431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/09/sabedoria-1.html' title='Sabedoria 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-115292990139704271?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/115292990139704271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=115292990139704271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115292990139704271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115292990139704271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/07/educar-5.html' title='Educar 5'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;e seduz o aluno a brincar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Depois de seduzido o aluno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;não há quem o segure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rubem Alves)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-115292975114385997?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/115292975114385997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=115292975114385997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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intuição!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jorge Carvajal)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-115273238023009850?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/115273238023009850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=115273238023009850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115273238023009850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115273238023009850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/07/criatividade-1.html' title='Criatividade 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-115072041143896933</id><published>2006-06-19T09:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T09:33:31.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que virtude você mais preza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no bom teatro [empresa]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Aquele que mantém aberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  e vivo o espaço do risco."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Francisco Medeiros - Diretor de Teatro)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-115072041143896933?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/115072041143896933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=115072041143896933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115072041143896933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/115072041143896933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/06/pensamento-20.html' title='Pensamento 20'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-114959595150638140</id><published>2006-06-06T09:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:37:06.926-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maysa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Continuo a mesma,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apenas encaro a vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com sereno otimismo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Se sou feliz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felicidade é coisa de gente burra."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maysa Matarazzo (mãe de Jayme Monjardim)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-114959595150638140?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/114959595150638140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=114959595150638140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114959595150638140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114959595150638140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/06/maysa.html' title='Maysa'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-114778846797872784</id><published>2006-04-30T11:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T11:07:47.990-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Fatos não deixam de existir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque são ignorados."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Aldous Huxley)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-114778846797872784?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/114778846797872784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=114778846797872784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114778846797872784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114778846797872784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/04/pensamento-19.html' title='Pensamento 19'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-114545584315832024</id><published>2006-04-19T10:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:10:43.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;O olho [do artista] nunca está nu. O ato de ver envolve intrincados mecanismos de expectativa, seleção e decodificação no interior do cérebro humano. Em parte, tais mecanismos são fisiológicos e, em parte, psicológicos. Se alguém é míope ou daltônico, a paisagem que percebe varia de acordo com sua miopia ou seu daltonismo. Mas a visão normal [será que há uma visão normal?] deriva também de educação e escolha. Neste caso, os fatores do controle são essencialmente culturais. A informação, os dados externos recolhidos pelo olho [também pelo ouvido] têm que ser interpretados para que tenham sentido, e essa interpretação variará conforme a herança histórica, o meio social ou profissional e as convenções estéticas [do seu repertório, enfim].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Georges Steiner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-114545584315832024?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/114545584315832024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=114545584315832024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114545584315832024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114545584315832024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/04/pensamento-18.html' title='Pensamento 18'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-114545487439536369</id><published>2006-04-12T10:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:54:34.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cântico Negro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;(Poema de Deus e do Diabo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;José Régio(*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;"Vem por aqui" — dizem-me alguns com os olhos doces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Estendendo-me os braços, e seguros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;De que seria bom que eu os ouvisse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Quando me dizem: "vem por aqui!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Eu olho-os com olhos lassos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;(Há, nos olhos meus, ironias e cansaços)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;E cruzo os braços,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;E nunca vou por ali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;A minha glória é esta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Criar desumanidades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Não acompanhar ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;— Que eu vivo com o mesmo sem-vontade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Com que rasguei o ventre à minha mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, não vou por aí! Só vou por onde&lt;br /&gt;Me levam meus próprios passos...&lt;br /&gt;Se ao que busco saber nenhum de vós responde,&lt;br /&gt;Por que me repetis: "vem por aqui"?&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro escorregar nos becos lamacentos,&lt;br /&gt;Redemoinhar aos ventos,&lt;br /&gt;Como farrapos, arrastar os pés sangrentos,&lt;br /&gt;A ir por aí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vim ao mundo, foi&lt;br /&gt;Só para desflorar florestas virgens,&lt;br /&gt;E desenhar meus próprios pés na areia inexplorada!&lt;br /&gt;O mais que faço não vale nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como, pois, sereis vós&lt;br /&gt;Que me dareis impulsos, ferramentas e coragem&lt;br /&gt;Para eu derrubar os meus obstáculos?...&lt;br /&gt;Corre, nas vossas veias, sangue velho dos avós,&lt;br /&gt;E vós amais o que é fácil!&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo o Longe e a Miragem,&lt;br /&gt;Amo os abismos, as torrentes, os desertos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ide! Tendes estradas,&lt;br /&gt;Tendes jardins, tendes canteiros,&lt;br /&gt;Tendes pátria, tendes tetos,&lt;br /&gt;E tendes regras, e tratados, e filósofos, e sábios...&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho a minha Loucura!&lt;br /&gt;Levanto-a, como um facho, a arder na noite escura,&lt;br /&gt;E sinto espuma, e sangue, e cânticos nos lábios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus e o Diabo é que guiam, mais ninguém!&lt;br /&gt;Todos tiveram pai, todos tiveram mãe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu, que nunca principio nem acabo,&lt;br /&gt;Nasci do amor que há entre Deus e o Diabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, que ninguém me dê piedosas intenções,&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me peça definições!&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me diga: "vem por aqui"!&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida é um vendaval que se soltou.&lt;br /&gt;É uma onda que se alevantou,&lt;br /&gt;É um átomo a mais que se animou...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei por onde vou,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei para onde vou,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;— Sei que não vou por aí!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(*) pseudônimo de José Maria dos Reis Pereira, nascido em Vila do Conde em 1901, licenciado em Letras em Coimbra, ensinou durante mais de 30 anos no Liceu de Portalegre. Romancista, dramaturgo, ensaísta e crítico, no entanto, foi como poeta que primeiramente se impôs. Com o livro "Poemas de Deus e do Diabo" (1925), apresentou quase todo o elenco dos temas que viria a desenvolver nas obras posteriores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-114545487439536369?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/114545487439536369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=114545487439536369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114545487439536369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114545487439536369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/04/cntico-negro.html' title='Cântico Negro'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-114455649215890510</id><published>2006-04-09T01:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T01:21:32.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Como é possível que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sendo as criancinhas tão inteligentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a maioria das pessoas seja tão tola?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A educação deve ter algo a ver com isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexandre Dumas Filho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-114455649215890510?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/114455649215890510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=114455649215890510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114455649215890510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114455649215890510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/04/pensamento-17.html' title='Pensamento 17'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-114455618135314947</id><published>2006-03-30T01:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T01:16:21.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Descobrir a verdadeira mulher é uma graça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Não ficar assustado [com isso], outra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;unir-se a ela, requer a benevolência de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis Pauwels&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-114455618135314947?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/114455618135314947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=114455618135314947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114455618135314947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114455618135314947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/03/pensamento-16.html' title='Pensamento 16'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-114286036381191366</id><published>2006-03-20T10:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:12:45.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SOU PRISIONEIRO DO QUE SEI."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christopher Hitchens - OESP(J3) - 19.03.2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-114286036381191366?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/114286036381191366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=114286036381191366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114286036381191366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/114286036381191366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/03/pensamento-15.html' title='Pensamento 15'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113841712437768542</id><published>2006-01-28T00:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T00:58:44.386-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se você entende as coisas com os outros,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é inteligente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se depois dos outros,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é burro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas se antes dos outros,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é doido!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Axel de Ferran&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113841712437768542?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113841712437768542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113841712437768542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113841712437768542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113841712437768542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2006/01/pensamento-14.html' title='Pensamento 14'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113562521576627812</id><published>2005-12-26T17:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T17:26:55.776-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Construir o futuro dá muito trabalho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;exige competência também,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;mas é muito gratificante e recompensador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113562521576627812?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113562521576627812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113562521576627812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113562521576627812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113562521576627812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/pensamento-13.html' title='Pensamento 13'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113542664294638969</id><published>2005-12-24T09:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T10:17:23.036-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 12</title><content type='html'>Ninguém é infalível, sempre caímos, e por isso, o levantar-se imediato e renovado, mesmo com os joelhos ralados, é o que caracteriza a liberdade de agradecer o dote de vislumbrar-se a luz da criação, já que nela sempre se revela um próximo degrau, um avançar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das peças de teatro, destacaria "Não sou hipocronaríaca, mas sinto um permanente frio brasileiro". No primeiro ato a atriz-solo treme inteirinha, sentada numa cadeira, não diz nada. No segundo, deitada coberta com edredon, grita sua declaração de amor ao país, quase sem respirar. No terceiro, nua, aquece-se frente a uma lareira, cantando hinos oficiais e, de quando em quando, solta amplas risadas. É brincadeira minha, inventei isso tudo, agora durante a entrevista. É uma demonstração de como é fácil e duvidoso se criar mitos. Por isto não posso destacar nenhuma peça de teatro como "a indispensável".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso que o texto dramático clássico que deveria ser encenado constantemente é o texto do Paulo Freire "Pedagogia da Autonomia", para a nossa diariamente assaltada, seqüestrada, violentada cidadania. Considero este texto dramático, de uma contundência e poesia absurdamente transformadora. Um elogio à vida vibrante totalmente possível neste cemitério nacional imposto aos vivos não-conformáveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concordando com Guilherme Weber, um ator não pode desistir nunca de sua loucura, androgenia e humildade para praticar um bom teatro. O ator começa a produzir o mau teatro, no momento em que deixa entrar na sua lista de pagamentos mensais, um piscineiro para a sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(texto baseado em entrevista concedida pela Denise Stoklos ao OESP em 27.11.2005)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113542664294638969?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113542664294638969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113542664294638969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113542664294638969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113542664294638969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/pensamento-12.html' title='Pensamento 12'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113508360708345290</id><published>2005-12-20T10:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:00:07.083-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 10</title><content type='html'>A arte tem que se mesclar à vida, como queria Nietzsche, tornando-se um bailado sem finalidade, sem esperança, mas criando "estrelas dançantes" que nos tragam uma felicidade efêmera e profunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(texto baseado em Arnaldo Jabor)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113508360708345290?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113508360708345290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113508360708345290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508360708345290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508360708345290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/pensamento-10.html' title='Pensamento 10'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113508442832364838</id><published>2005-12-18T11:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:13:48.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Testemunho 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentre todas as obras que já apreciei, fotos, esculturas, pinturas, filmes, livros, teatro, exposições, etc, a obra que mais me causou perturbações foi o Novo Testamento, da Bíblia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.R. Duran (famoso fotógrafo profissional)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113508442832364838?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113508442832364838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113508442832364838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508442832364838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508442832364838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/testemunho-1.html' title='Testemunho 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113508418016017595</id><published>2005-12-17T11:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:09:40.160-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 11</title><content type='html'>Mente-se demais da conta.&lt;br /&gt;Pura falta de fantasia, pois também a verdade se inventa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade não está aí à vista de todos, tem que ser descoberta, "inventada" (isto é, encontrada).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto exige paixão, entusiasmo, imaginação e certa dose de lirismo na alma, que o prosaísmo, a vida inexpressiva e limitada que nos oprime, vem nos negar em todas as áreas da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julián Marías&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113508418016017595?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113508418016017595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113508418016017595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508418016017595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508418016017595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/pensamento-11.html' title='Pensamento 11'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113508326798822692</id><published>2005-12-14T10:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T10:54:28.006-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 9</title><content type='html'>Machado de Assis defendia uma monarquia constitucional e não a República, porque julgava nossas oligarquias corruptas e incultas, não soa atual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele também, de certo modo, se despediu das pretensões de explicar a natureza humana com um sistema moral perfeito, fechado, em que os contrários se conciliam numa harmonia perfeita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(texto baseado em Daniel Piza)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piza cuida, em seu livro, de não sacralizar a epilepsia, a gagueira, a origem negra e periférica como modus operandi. Identifica-as apenas como experiências que acentuaram a sensibilidade para capturar contradições da sociedade da época, sem piedade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(texto baseado em Fabrício Carpinejar)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113508326798822692?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113508326798822692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113508326798822692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508326798822692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113508326798822692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/pensamento-9.html' title='Pensamento 9'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113448185558312514</id><published>2005-12-13T11:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T11:50:55.593-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Intelectuais da área de humanas das principais universidades brasileiras não entendem nada de economia, pois se baseiam nos seguintes dogmas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lucro é, por definição, pecado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;se os ricos ficaram mais ricos é porque os pobres ficaram mais pobres (aplicável a pessoas e países)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o papel do Estado é comportar-se como Robin Hood, tirar de quem tem mais para dar para quem tem menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;como corolário deste anterior decorre que quanto mais Estado melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;competir é feio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(baseado em texto de Daniel Piza)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113448185558312514?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113448185558312514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113448185558312514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113448185558312514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113448185558312514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/pensamento-8.html' title='Pensamento 8'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113418527852148691</id><published>2005-12-10T01:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T01:27:58.533-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Vida é um bem que não se esgota na sobrevida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;na existência antes da morte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;mas deve estar repleta de realizações e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;de exploração das possibilidades pessoais e coletivas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;que ela mesma nos oferece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Podemos sempre escolher o que vamos ser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;o que, hoje, vamos fazer das nossas vidas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(baseado em mensagem de Eduardo Chaves)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113418527852148691?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113418527852148691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113418527852148691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113418527852148691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113418527852148691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/12/vida-1.html' title='Vida 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113240323955371302</id><published>2005-11-10T10:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T10:27:20.386-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro e leitura são instrução</title><content type='html'>Em função da difusão do livro e da leitura entre os "homens brancos", estes se tornaram pouco capazes de pensar com sensatez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leitura implica numa renúncia de si próprio, para aderir ao texto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incute-se na cabeça das crianças, tantos pensamentos quanto se pode, obrigando-as, todos os dias, a roer certa quantidade de esteiras com pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só as mais sadias repelem esses pensamentos ou deixam que lhes passem pelo espírito como se este fosse uma rede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maior parte [das crianças], no entanto, sobrecarrega-se com tantos pensamentos que já não há espaço para que a luz penetre.  É o que se chama formar o espírito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que resta de tamanha confusão, chamam de instrução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuiávii (Samoano que conheceu a Europa - citado em Gnerre, 1985:41)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113240323955371302?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113240323955371302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113240323955371302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113240323955371302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113240323955371302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/11/livro-e-leitura-so-instruo.html' title='Livro e leitura são instrução'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113240235987852165</id><published>2005-11-02T10:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T10:12:40.333-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Decálogo del Maestro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ama...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si no puedes amar mucho, no enseñes a niños.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplifica...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saber es simplificar sin restar esencia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insiste...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Repite como la naturaleza repite las especies, hasta alcanzar la perfección.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enseña...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con intención de hermosura, porque la hermosura es madre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maestro... Sé fervoroso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para encender lámparas has de llevar fuego en el corazón.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivifica... Tu clase.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada lección ha de ser viva como un ser.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cultívate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para dar, hay que tener mucho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acuérdate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de que tu oficio no es mercancía sino que es servicio divino.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de dictar tu lección cotidiana, mira a tu corazón y ve si está puro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piensa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en que Dios te ha puesto a crear el mundo del mañana.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                      Gabriela Mistral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113240235987852165?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113240235987852165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113240235987852165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113240235987852165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113240235987852165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/11/declogo-del-maestro.html' title='Decálogo del Maestro'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113033759069570938</id><published>2005-10-26T12:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T12:39:50.696-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Política 1</title><content type='html'>"Democracia e igualdade não são sonhos. Não são metas a atingir. São potencialidades que só ganham realidade se são praticadas, de forma atualizada, aqui e agora."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A constante do meu trabalho é romper com a separação das disciplinas e a hierarquia dos gêneros a fim de colocar em evidência a partilha do sensível..." [consenso coletivo?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Recorrendo ao próprio princípio da emancipação intelectual, tal como desenvolvido no meu livro &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O mestre ignorante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, pode-se começar por qualquer parte, não há iniciação por graus, não há uma via real pedagógica. Escrevi, aparentemente, sobre os assuntos mais diversos..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaques Rancière&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113033759069570938?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113033759069570938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113033759069570938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113033759069570938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113033759069570938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/poltica-1.html' title='Política 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113033705339190762</id><published>2005-10-25T12:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T12:30:53.413-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciência 1</title><content type='html'>O Brasil tem uma das maiores produções de PhDs do mundo, são formados 8 mil doutores a cada ano, mas com pouquíssimo relacionamento com as indústrias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Europa há 2,5 cientístas por mil habitantes, enquanto no Brasil este número é inferior a 1 por mil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Suiça investe 4% do PIB em ciência e tecnologia, enquanto a média da Europa é de 3% do PIB, e dois terços destes 3% provém do setor privado. No Brasil investe-se em C&amp;T apenas 1% do PIB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fonte: SBPC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113033705339190762?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113033705339190762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113033705339190762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113033705339190762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113033705339190762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/cincia-1.html' title='Ciência 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-113015047075665199</id><published>2005-10-22T08:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T08:41:10.763-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias a la vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto&lt;br /&gt;Me dio dos luceros, que cuando los abro&lt;br /&gt;Perfecto distingo lo negro del branco&lt;br /&gt;Y en el alto cielo su fondo estrellado&lt;br /&gt;En las multitudes el hombre que yo amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto&lt;br /&gt;Me ha dado el oído, que en todo su ancho&lt;br /&gt;Grava noche y día grillos y canarios&lt;br /&gt;Martillos, turbinas, ladridos, chuvascos&lt;br /&gt;Y la voz tan tierna de mi bien amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto&lt;br /&gt;Me ha dado el sonido y el abecedario&lt;br /&gt;Con él las palabras que pienso y declaro&lt;br /&gt;Padre, amigo, hermano y luz alumbrado&lt;br /&gt;La ruta del alma del que estoy amando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto&lt;br /&gt;Me ha dado la marcha de mis pies cansados&lt;br /&gt;Con ellos anduve, ciudades y charcos&lt;br /&gt;Playas y desiertos, montaña y llano&lt;br /&gt;Y la casa tuya, tu calle y tu patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto&lt;br /&gt;Me dio el corazón, que agita su marco&lt;br /&gt;Cuando miro el fruto del cerebro humano&lt;br /&gt;Cuando miro el bueno tan lejos del malo&lt;br /&gt;Cuando miro el fondo de tus ojos claros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto&lt;br /&gt;Me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto&lt;br /&gt;Así yo distingo dicha de quebranto&lt;br /&gt;Los dos materiales que forman mi canto&lt;br /&gt;Y el canto de ustedes que es el mismo canto&lt;br /&gt;Y el canto de todos que es mi proprio canto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a la vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gracias a la vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Violeta Parra&lt;/strong&gt; (Chile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-113015047075665199?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/113015047075665199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=113015047075665199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113015047075665199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/113015047075665199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/gracias-la-vida.html' title='Gracias a la vida'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112973540902670583</id><published>2005-10-19T13:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T13:23:29.030-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Quem observa, o faz de um certo ponto de vista, o que não situa o observador em erro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;O erro na verdade não é ter um certo ponto de vista, mas absolutizá-lo e desconhecer que, mesmo do acerto de seu ponto de vista, é possível que a razão ética nem sempre esteja com ele."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Paulo Freire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112973540902670583?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112973540902670583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112973540902670583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112973540902670583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112973540902670583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/educar-3.html' title='Educar 3'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112943447394929289</id><published>2005-10-16T01:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:47:53.956-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando preparo muito as aulas, os alunos reclamam de 'dor de cabeça', e quando preparo menos, os alunos adoram as aulas; isto é um estímulo a não preparar as aulas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plínio J. Smith - professor de filosofia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112943447394929289?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112943447394929289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112943447394929289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112943447394929289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112943447394929289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/educar-2.html' title='Educar 2'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112943493136672768</id><published>2005-10-15T01:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:55:31.366-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Método 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Os cientístas Europeus escrevem livros, muitos livros, enquanto os cientístas Americanos escrevem 'papers', muitos 'papers'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Estes preferem publicar textos menores, oferecê-los à discussão, procuram se submeter a um debate público com outros pensadores, lêm 'papers' de outros, revêm suas produções, publicam outros 'papers'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Num contínuo processo de construção coletiva de conhecimentos, além de contribuir para a formação de um consenso coletivo mais intenso e mais democrático.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(com base em informação do Prof. Dr. Plínio J. Smith)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112943493136672768?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112943493136672768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112943493136672768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112943493136672768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112943493136672768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/mtodo-1.html' title='Método 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112895017516862771</id><published>2005-10-09T10:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:16:15.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar 1</title><content type='html'>Educar-se é obrigatoriamente entrar em contato com a tradição, com o que de melhor já foi dito [ou feito] ao longo dos tempos, e não tratar o passado como algo obsoleto; exige, portanto, algum esforço método, muito esforço e uma mescla de humildade e petulância. Só se pode ter idéias independentes se antes se conheceu as boas idéias alheias. (Daniel Piza - OESP - 09.10.2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que educar-se envolvolve mais do que isto:&lt;br /&gt;1. há informações que devem ser sabidas (ser ensinado ou se auto-informar)&lt;br /&gt;2. há que se experimentar a vida (viver, errar, acertar, observar, refletir)&lt;br /&gt;2. há conhecimentos que devem ser construídos (aprender a conhecer)&lt;br /&gt;3. há habilidades que devem ser adquiridas (aprender a fazer)&lt;br /&gt;    (isto exige praticar repetitivamente aquilo em que se quer ser hábil)&lt;br /&gt;4. há que se aprender a conviver (competências social, coletiva, colaborativa, cooperativa)&lt;br /&gt;5. há que se aprender a ser (no sentido de SER humano, mente e corpo sensível)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112895017516862771?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112895017516862771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112895017516862771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112895017516862771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112895017516862771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/educar-1.html' title='Educar 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112915663026810917</id><published>2005-10-05T19:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T19:38:04.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;“Don’t stick too closely to your favorite subject. That would keep you from adventuring into other fields. It would be silly to build a wall around your interests.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walt Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112915663026810917?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112915663026810917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112915663026810917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112915663026810917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112915663026810917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/10/pensamento-7.html' title='Pensamento 7'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112863959538423469</id><published>2005-09-30T19:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:59:55.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112863959538423469?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112863959538423469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112863959538423469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112863959538423469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112863959538423469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/pensamento-6.html' title='Pensamento 6'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112809202841877427</id><published>2005-09-27T11:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T11:53:48.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A vontade é criadora e se aplica a todas as coisas como se obras fôssem, que infunde significado, valorizando-as de acordo com uma certa perspectiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Resumidamente, a essência de uma coisa é também somente uma significação sobre a coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ou antes o seu valor é propriamente o seu ser, o único que é algo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112809202841877427?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112809202841877427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112809202841877427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112809202841877427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112809202841877427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/pensamento-5.html' title='Pensamento 5'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112809154608573971</id><published>2005-09-17T11:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T11:47:59.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Soluções 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não basta tê-las,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;é preciso saber como utilizá-las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112809154608573971?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112809154608573971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112809154608573971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112809154608573971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112809154608573971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/solues-1.html' title='Soluções 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112611299874643998</id><published>2005-09-07T14:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:09:58.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;O teste de uma inteligência superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;é a capacidade de manter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;duas idéias na mente, ao mesmo tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;e ainda ter capacidade de continuar funcionando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;A gente deveria ser capaz de,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;mesmo sem esperança sobre o mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ter a determinação necessária&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;para continuar trabalhando intensamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;para transformá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(baseado em F. Scott Fitzgerald)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611299874643998?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611299874643998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611299874643998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611299874643998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611299874643998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/pensamento-4.html' title='Pensamento 4'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112611238810380263</id><published>2005-09-07T13:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:26:52.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;"Ver as coisas na semente,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;isso é gênio."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lao-Tsé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611238810380263?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611238810380263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611238810380263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611238810380263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611238810380263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/pensamento-3.html' title='Pensamento 3'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112611209527168140</id><published>2005-09-07T13:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:54:55.276-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Se à primeira vista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  a idéia não for absurda,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  não há esperança para ela."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611209527168140?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611209527168140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611209527168140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611209527168140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611209527168140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/pensamento-2.html' title='Pensamento 2'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112611228944674790</id><published>2005-09-06T13:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:58:09.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bateson 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O padrão que liga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que as escolas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não ensinam quase nada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sobre o padrão que liga?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611228944674790?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611228944674790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611228944674790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611228944674790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611228944674790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/bateson-1.html' title='Bateson 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611254700980429?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611254700980429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611254700980429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611254700980429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611254700980429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/proust-1.html' title='Proust 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112594858883705492</id><published>2005-09-04T16:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T16:30:40.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabedoria 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tempo não perdoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o que se faz sem ele.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Ulisses Guimarães)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112594858883705492?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112611274050620557</id><published>2005-09-04T14:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:05:40.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafio 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procuram-se homens para viagem perigosa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baixa remuneração, frio intenso,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;longos meses na mais completa escuridão,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;risco constante, retorno duvidoso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honra e reconhecimento em caso de sucesso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ernest Shackelton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611274050620557?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611274050620557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611274050620557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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inteiro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não tem importância,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teremos que inventá-la de novo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611314210556601?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611314210556601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611314210556601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611314210556601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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permanecer desligados durante o período de aulas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112571110187583922?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112571110187583922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112571110187583922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112571110187583922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112571110187583922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/09/mural-numa-classe.html' title='Mural numa classe'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112611333765671038</id><published>2005-09-02T14:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:28:18.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Semiótica 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Deveríamos submeter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a linguagem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a um&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;regime de pão e água,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se não quisermos que&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ela se corrompa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e nos corrompa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Octavio Paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611333765671038?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611333765671038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611333765671038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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convocados pelas novíssimas inovações a nos tornarmos, de novo, ignorantes, mas, também, a aprender tudo de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trata-se de uma escolha cruel e definitiva. Nunca, como nos tempos de agora, houve necessidade de mais e mais saber competente, graças à ignorância a que nos induzem os objetos que nos cercam, e as ações de que não podemos escapar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Milton Santos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112611365875647535?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112611365875647535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112611365875647535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112611365875647535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninguém pode construir, em teu lugar, as pontes que precisarás passar para atravessar o rio da vida, ninguém, exceto tu, só tu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112571149871605070?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112571149871605070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112571149871605070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112571149871605070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Como sou sujeito,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sou subjetivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;António Alçada Baptista (de "O Boêmio do Espírito")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112510957779253968?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112510957779253968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112510957779253968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112510957779253968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112510957779253968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/08/alada.html' title='Alçada'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112458523628378095</id><published>2005-08-20T21:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:47:16.290-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aforismo sem juízo 2</title><content type='html'>O trabalho do corpo é nos trazer para o presente,&lt;br /&gt;evitando que a mente se agarre aos mitos do passado,&lt;br /&gt;lá onde a morte não existia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Piza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112458523628378095?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112458523628378095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112458523628378095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112458523628378095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112458523628378095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/08/aforismo-sem-juzo-2.html' title='Aforismo sem juízo 2'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112458537982850996</id><published>2005-08-18T21:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:49:39.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A elegância do comportamento</title><content type='html'>Existe uma coisa difícil de ser ensinada e que, talvez por isso, esteja cada vez mais rara, hoje em dia: a elegância do comportamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um dom que vai muito além do uso correto dos talheres e que abrange bem mais do que dizer um simples obrigado diante de uma gentileza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a elegância que nos acompanha da primeira hora do dia, até a hora de dormir, e que se manifesta nas situações mais prosaicas, quando não há festa alguma nem fotógrafos por perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma elegância desobrigada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É possível detetá-la nas pessoas que elogiam mais do que criticam, nas pessoas que escutam mais do que falam. E quando falam, passam longe das fofocas, das maldades ampliadas no boca a boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É possível detetá-las nas pessoas que não usam um tom superior de voz, nas pessoas que evitam assuntos constrangedores, porque não sentem prazer em humilhar os outros. É possível detetá-las em pessoas pontuais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elegante é quem demonstra interesse por assuntos que desconhece, é quem cumpre o que promete e, ao receber uma ligação, não recomenda à secretária que antes pergunte quem é, e só depois manda dizer se está ou não está.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É elegante não ser espaçoso demais. É elegante não mudar seu estilo apenas para se adaptar ao dos outros. É muito elegante não falar de dinheiro em bate-papos informais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É elegante retribuir carinho e solidariedade, como elegante é o silêncio, diante de uma rejeição. Sobrenome, jóias e nariz empinado não substituem a elegância do gesto amoroso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atitudes gentis são elegantes, falam mais do que mil imagens. Abrir a porta para alguém é muito elegante, oferecer o lugar para alguém se sentar é muito elegante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir, sempre é elegante e faz um bem danado para a alma. Oferecer ajuda é muito elegante. Olhar nos olhos, ao conversar, é essencialmente elegante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há livro que ensine alguém a ter uma visão generosa do mundo, a viver nele sem ser arrogante. Pode-se tentar capturar esta delicadeza natural através da observação, mas tentar imitá-la é improdutivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Educação enferruja por falta de uso. Há que se praticar continuamente este “músculo”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(baseado no texto “Educação enferruja por falta de uso” de Henri Toulosse Lautrec)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112458537982850996?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112458537982850996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112458537982850996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112458537982850996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112458537982850996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/08/elegncia-do-comportamento.html' title='A elegância do comportamento'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112413323531970131</id><published>2005-08-15T16:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:13:55.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... e aí pensei: essa é a classe de amor que eu quero para a minha vida, o verdadeiro amor que não se reduz ao físico nem ao romântico, o verdadeiro amor que é a aceitação de tudo o que o outro é, o que ele foi, o que ele será, e o que ele não é, não foi e não será...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112413323531970131?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112413323531970131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112413323531970131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112413323531970131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112413323531970131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/08/pensamento-1.html' title='Pensamento 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112415514898692289</id><published>2005-08-13T22:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:19:54.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Morin 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Eu estava nas galerias, de pé. Houve, inicialmente o ínfimo arrepio despertado pelo vazio primordial e, subitamente, um duplo chamado de duas notas, seguindo de duas notas de resposta, outra vez o chamado e a resposta surda, e o chamado voltando, encadeando-se, tornando-se insistente, febril, insuportável, lançando-se em um movimento irresistível até um dilaceramento inacreditável, o estouro em big-bang com um martelamento gigantesco, uma formidável criação do mundo. Era a gênese, o nascimento do cosmo em meio ao caos, com tudo o que isso comporta de energia colossal, e que lança, em seguida, a aventura da vida com alternância de ternura, doçura, violência, loucura, recomeço."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras de Edgar Morin ao se encantar, quando jovem, com os primeiros movimentos da Nona Sinfonia de Beethoven, demonstrando toda a sua sensibilidade. Trata-se de um pensador voraz, "onívoro cultural", cujo apetite se volta para todas as formas de conhecimento, inclusive aquelas que não demandam refinamento intelectual, mas apenas curiosidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112415514898692289?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112415514898692289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112415514898692289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112415514898692289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112415514898692289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/08/morin-1.html' title='Morin 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112359067742737116</id><published>2005-08-09T09:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:31:17.433-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeats 1</title><content type='html'>“Espalhei meus sonhos aos seus pés.&lt;br /&gt;  Caminhe devagar, pois você está pisando neles”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;William Butler Yeats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112359067742737116?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112359067742737116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112359067742737116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112359067742737116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112359067742737116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/08/yeats-1.html' title='Yeats 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112343874683553278</id><published>2005-08-07T15:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:43:18.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aforismo sem juízo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo reflexo é distorção.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daniel Piza - OESP - 07.08.2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... não há dúvidas de que as propriedades ilusórias do espelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     intrigaram a humanidade desde a sua descoberta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     ("Alice através do espelo" - Lewis Carrol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112343874683553278?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112343874683553278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112343874683553278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112343874683553278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112343874683553278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/08/aforismo-sem-juzo.html' title='Aforismo sem juízo'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112240485527498638</id><published>2005-07-26T15:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:07:35.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma nova 'esquerda'</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O PT começou com Lula, como um partido original e prático, e terminou caindo pelas doenças já catalogadas da 'esquerda' de 1917&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelectuais que não têm saco para análises de campo, ou de pesquisas nos botequins da vida real, fazem o País caber em suas teses "a priori".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uma nova 'esquerda' tem de incluir "indução" em vez de "dedução", síntese, etc. Tem de incluir o inconsciente, a psicanálise na avaliação da política, tem de levar em conta o acaso, o acidente, os vícios humanos e abandonar o discurso quixotesco e auto-idealizante. O discurso épico tem de ser substituído por um discurso realista, até pessimista.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Não tem cabimento ler Marx, em alemão, durante 40 anos e aplicá-lo como um emplastro salvador sobre nossa realidade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Entender que o inimigo principal não é o capitalismo e sim o patrimonialismo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;[trechos do texto de Arnaldo Jabor - OESP(D10) - 26.07.2005]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112240485527498638?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112240485527498638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112240485527498638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112240485527498638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112240485527498638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/uma-nova-esquerda.html' title='Uma nova &apos;esquerda&apos;'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112169034786765621</id><published>2005-07-18T09:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:39:07.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alerta do Daniel Piza</title><content type='html'>Após sugerir a leitura de vários livros importantes,&lt;br /&gt;faz o seguinte alerta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pronto, agora é só escolher [um destes livros]. Mas&lt;br /&gt;  cuidado quando sair para a rua.&lt;br /&gt;  O mundo vai parecer outro, mas é o mesmo - repleto&lt;br /&gt;  de bitolas, chatices, ignorâncias, violências, corrupções&lt;br /&gt;  e paradoxos. Só que com muito menos beleza."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OESP(D3) - 17.07.2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112169034786765621?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112169034786765621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112169034786765621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112169034786765621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112169034786765621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/alerta-do-daniel-piza.html' title='Alerta do Daniel Piza'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112160177674282303</id><published>2005-07-17T08:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T09:02:56.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Regra de leitura 40/20/10/5</title><content type='html'>As velocidades de leitura variam de pessoa para pessoa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;além disso, variam segundo o tipo de leitura que se faz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vão umas velocidades médias para leitores usuais:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 páginas por hora, leitura de ficção ou para entreter-se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 páginas por hora, leitura de não-ficção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 páginas por hora, leitura técnica ou muito conceitual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 páginas por hora, leitura muito refletida ou para fichamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(base em texto de William Draves)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112160177674282303?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112160177674282303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112160177674282303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112160177674282303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112160177674282303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/regra-de-leitura-4020105.html' title='Regra de leitura 40/20/10/5'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112178137918732166</id><published>2005-07-16T10:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T10:56:19.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Juventude 1</title><content type='html'>É próprio da juventude colher esperanças na utopia e no sonho,&lt;br /&gt;ignorar compromissos que os esvaziam,&lt;br /&gt;reinterpretar o sentido da mudança,&lt;br /&gt;encontrar o próprio caminho até as raízes das carências sociais,&lt;br /&gt;dos absurdos, das alternativas desprezadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilude-se quem pensa que as novas gerações se deixam enganar&lt;br /&gt;pelo discurso autoritário e auto-indulgente&lt;br /&gt;muito presentes nas patifarias dos políticos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[baseado em texto de José de Souza Martins - OESP(J5)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112178137918732166?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112178137918732166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112178137918732166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112178137918732166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112178137918732166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/juventude-1.html' title='Juventude 1'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112180946500296015</id><published>2005-07-15T18:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T18:44:25.010-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Justiça no Brasil</title><content type='html'>Não dispomos, no Brasil, de aparelhos legislativos, jurídicos, repressivos, que possam solucionar os conflitos civís ou criminais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os fatos são muito mais complexos do que as soluções disponíveis. Os remédios são do século 19 e os crimes do século 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém, com bom advogado, vai preso, sabemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[baseado em texto de Arnaldo Jabor - OESP(D8) - 12.07.2005]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112180946500296015?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112180946500296015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112180946500296015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112180946500296015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112180946500296015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/justia-no-brasil.html' title='Justiça no Brasil'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112169002724755509</id><published>2005-07-14T09:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:33:47.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Educar para o capital é educar?</title><content type='html'>O Homem deve servir ao capital ou o capital ao Homem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou em termos atuais, a criatura humana deve servir ao capital&lt;br /&gt;ou o capital a criatura humana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que não temos um índice periódico (como aqueles da bolsa de&lt;br /&gt;valores, do tipo Dow Jones) que descreva o "grau de humanização"&lt;br /&gt;do país?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mediria diariamente a distribuição (ou disponibilização) da&lt;br /&gt;riqueza ou do 'bem estar' (benefícios) para a criatura humana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria um índice de atuação social de todos e dos governos em prol&lt;br /&gt;da solidariedade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que as "colunas sociais" somente falam dos ricos? Por que não&lt;br /&gt;falam das inclusões sociais e daqueles que vencem as dificuldades?&lt;br /&gt;[por exemplo: da Pastoral da Criança e outras ações bonitas...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Roberto Bastos Guimarães - Universidade Federal da Bahia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112169002724755509?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112169002724755509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112169002724755509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112169002724755509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112169002724755509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/educar-para-o-capital-educar.html' title='Educar para o capital é educar?'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112126431851584094</id><published>2005-07-13T11:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T11:18:38.523-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Elogiar a leitura</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Viveríamos mergulhados em profunda e contínua escuridão se não tivéssemos a palavra falada e escrita para nos iluminar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Precisamos cultivar a experiência pensante com a linguagem, o que supõe, além de saber ouvir, ler com atenção, ler nas entrelinhas, ler com toda a nossa inteligência e capacidade de interpretação&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A leitura, do ponto de vista dos pragmatistas, chega a ser uma loucura&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E por que ler em tempos de competitividade, em tempos de falta de tempo?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A leitura, em particular a leitura de um poema ou romance, para a qual se requer imaginação e tempo livres, e a de textos filosóficos, que exige esforço mental, são consideradas perda de tempo por aqueles que acreditam mais no poder da ação do que na força invisível do sentido&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contudo, é justamente a leitura, esta “ferramenta” privilegiada (fácil de carregar e “instalável” em qualquer mente humana) que vem para preencher-nos na era do vazio, uma leitura viciante e redentora&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Como escritor e como leitor compulsivo, aposto na formação de líderes da leitura, pessoas “fanatizadas” pelo livro, que durmam com livros, comam livros, vistam-se de livros&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contaminados pela leiturose, pela leiturite, pela leitura compulsiva e sem moderação, certamente não resolveremos nenhum problema imediato, para a tristeza dos pragmáticos, a leitura costuma preferir problemas profundos, gestados durante muito tempo, e que somente são superáveis no próprio tempo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A leitura, louca varrida, rouba-nos a falsa alegria do “não quero nem saber”, fazendo-nos perder tudo, exceto a sensatez, a leitura nos devolve, em forma de experiência interior, as horas que lhe dedicamos, quem lê ganha tempo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A loucura da leitura é sabedoria saborosa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A mansa loucura da leitura consiste em lermos seja o que for com o condimento da alegria, sem alegria, a vida humana nem sequer merece o nome de vida, sem alegria, leitura alguma merece o nome de leitura&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talvez haja pessoas que, por falta de bons passatempos, e porque passam os dias perseguindo o vento, nas horas vagas limitam todo o seu entretenimento às correrias das viagens, aos encontros desencontrados das noites vadias, às conversas desconversantes, às aventuras já socialmente decodificadas, à contemplação de uma possivelmente ainda mais vazia programação de TV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O elogio à leitura é uma defesa da leitura como salvo-conduto que nos permita sair e entrar, e percorrer caminhos de conhecimento, e voar, e correr e parar, e voltar e descer, e subir e contemplar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A leitura como exercício intelectual, como instrumento de análise do real,  saudável loucura&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(baseado em texto de Gabriel Perissé – www.perisse.com.br)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112126431851584094?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112117667956857388</id><published>2005-07-12T10:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:57:59.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Atitude de leitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De uma coisa qualquer livro necessita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que o leitor a ele se entregue a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uma leitura acolhedora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e amorosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sem deixar de ser crítica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mas curiosante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que se deixe levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;por uma leitura prazerosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(com base em Paulo Freire e Hugo Assmann)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112117667956857388?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112117667956857388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112117667956857388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112117667956857388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112117667956857388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/atitude-de-leitor.html' title='Atitude de leitor'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112078436123705387</id><published>2005-07-07T21:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:00:12.350-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chefia[1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Se existe algo aborrecido é a diretoria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;não é por acaso que o gargalo fica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;no topo da garrafa." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tom Peters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112078436123705387?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112078436123705387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112078436123705387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112078436123705387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112078436123705387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/chefia1.html' title='Chefia[1]'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112077354895159566</id><published>2005-07-06T18:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T19:01:31.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketers[1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Successful marketers don't talk about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;features &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;or even benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Instead, they tell a story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;A story we want to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seth Godin (&lt;a href="http://www.sethgodin.com"&gt;www.sethgodin.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112077354895159566?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112077354895159566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112077354895159566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112077354895159566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112077354895159566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/marketers1.html' title='Marketers[1]'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112059220425958453</id><published>2005-07-05T16:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T16:36:44.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Livros - Renato Janine Ribeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O gênero de que mais gosto é o ensaio, porque ele injeta ficção na não ficção.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Outra razão para eu gostar do ensaio é que ele tem que ser "nervoso" e breve, não pode ser chato (enquanto os "tratados" podem).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Não acho que para ser boa, a literatura tenha que ser ilegível e infeliz, ao contrário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Infelizmente, no Brasil, muitas resenhas são de amigos, ou de inimigos. Não temos tradição de resenhas sérias e boas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Um vício literário abominável que tem vários nomes: redundância, repetição, prolixidade, desprezo pelo leitor. [easy writing, hard reading - Zinsser]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uma virtude literária, que também tem vários nomes: agilidade, respeito pela inteligência do leitor, alusão. [hard writing, easy reading - Zinsser]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(entrevista concedida ao jornal OESP - 05.07.2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112059220425958453?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112059220425958453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112059220425958453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112059220425958453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112059220425958453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/livros-renato-janine-ribeiro.html' title='Livros - Renato Janine Ribeiro'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112059047152235852</id><published>2005-07-05T15:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T16:07:51.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PT segundo Jabor</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A estupidez no poder dá em fascismo ou, então, nesse "stalinismo de resultados", nesse "gramscianismo da lama".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O paranóico acha que ninguém tem razão; só ele. O psicopata não sabe que existe o outro. É um mundo sem contra-campo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O petista típico acha que delicadeza e complexidade são coisas "de viado".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...mas a população já está sabendo a verdade sobre esses trapalhões do absoluto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O PT constrói para o "futuro" a utopia, uma ilha que eles inventaram para esconder a incompetência do presente. Eles têm fé no "processo histórico" e fé para eles é continuar errando, contra todas as evidências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O PT considera a administração pública um trabalho chatíssimo, alienado, desnecessário para os sonhadores do absoluto. O importante é o sonho... Administrar é coisa de burguês...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Os petistas consideram que só os ignorantes e analfabetos possuem sabedoria. Quanto mais miserável, mais sabedoria. Quanto mais simplismo, mais objetividade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[os petistas] Não viram o óbvio do País, porque o óbvio dá trabalho e não tem charme revolucionário, épico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Arnaldo Jabor - OESP - 05.07.2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112059047152235852?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112059047152235852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112059047152235852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112059047152235852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112059047152235852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/pt-segundo-jabor.html' title='PT segundo Jabor'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112060124224870539</id><published>2005-07-01T19:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T19:07:22.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desistir jamais</title><content type='html'>Um homem investe tudo o que tem numa pequena oficina. Trabalha dia e noite, dormindo apenas quatro horas por dia. Dorme ali mesmo, entre um pequeno torno e algumas ferramentas&lt;br /&gt;espalhadas. Para poder continuar seus negócios, empenha sua casa e as jóias da esposa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando, finalmente, apresenta o resultado de seu trabalho a uma grande empresa, recebe a resposta que seu produto não atende o padrão de qualidade exigido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem desiste? Não!&lt;br /&gt;Volta à escola por mais dois anos, sendo vítima da chacota de seus colegas e de alguns professores, que o chamam de "louco".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem fica ofendido? Não!&lt;br /&gt;Dois anos depois de haver concluído o curso de Qualidade, a empresa que o recusara finalmente fecha contrato com ele. Seis meses depois, vem a guerra. Sua fábrica é bombardeada duas vezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem se desespera e desiste? Não!&lt;br /&gt;Reconstrói sua fábrica, mas um terremoto novamente a arrasa. Você pensará, é claro: bom, agora sim, ele desiste! Mais uma vez, não!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imediatamente após a guerra há uma escassez de gasolina em todo o país e este homem não pode sair de automóvel nem para comprar alimentos para sua família.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele entra em pânico e decide não mais continuar com seus propósitos? Não!&lt;br /&gt;Criativo, ele adapta um pequeno motor à sua bicicleta e sai ás ruas. Os vizinhos ficam maravilhados e todos querem as chamadas "bicicletas motorizadas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A demanda por motores aumenta e logo ele não conseguiria atender todos os pedidos! Decide montar uma fábrica para a novíssima invenção. Como não tem capital, resolve pedir ajuda para mais de quinze mil lojas espalhadas pelo país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a idéia parece excelente, consegue ajuda de 3.500 lojas, as quais lhe adiantam uma pequena quantidade de dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, a Honda Corporation é um dos maiores impérios da indústria automobilística!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta conquista foi possível porque o Sr. Soichiro Honda, o homem de nossa história, não se deixou abater pelos terríveis obstáculos que encontrou pela frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em nossas vidas... Quantos de nós, desistimos por muito menos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes o fazemos antes de enfrentar minúsculos problemas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as coisas são possíveis, quando sustentadas por um sonho e valores consistentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tome a decisão de um vencedor... Jamais desista!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112060124224870539?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112060124224870539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112060124224870539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112060124224870539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112060124224870539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/07/desistir-jamais.html' title='Desistir jamais'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112060163434883878</id><published>2005-06-30T19:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T19:13:54.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhorar o padrão do pensamento...</title><content type='html'>"A MELHOR MANEIRA DE MELHORAR O PADRÃO DE VIDA,&lt;br /&gt;  É MELHORAR O PADRÃO DO PENSAMENTO..." (Roberto Shinyashiki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Seja ético. A vitória que vale a pena é a que aumenta sua dignidade e reafirma valores profundos. Pisar nos outros para subir desperta o desejo de vingança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Estude sempre e muito. A glória pertence àqueles que têm um trabalho especial para oferecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Acredite sempre no amor. Não fomos feitos para a solidão. Se você está sofrendo por amor, está com a pessoa errada ou amando de uma forma ruim. Caso tenha se separado, curta a dor, mas se abra para outro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Seja grato(a) a quem participa de suas conquistas. O verdadeiro campeão sabe que as vitórias são alimentadas pelo trabalho em equipe. Agradecer é a melhor maneira de deixar os outros motivados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eleve suas expectativas. Pessoas com sonhos grandes obtêm energia para crescer. Os perdedores dizem: "isso não é para nós". Os vencedores pensam em como realizar seu objetivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Curta muito a sua companheira. Casamento dá certo para quem não é dependente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tenha metas claras. A História da Humanidade é cheia de vidas desperdiçadas: amores que não geram relações enriquecedoras, talentos que não levam carreiras ao sucesso, etc. Ter objetivos evita desperdícios de tempo, energia e dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cuide bem do seu corpo. Alimentação, sono e exercício são fundamentais para uma vida saudável. Seu corpo é seu templo. Gostar da gente deixa as portas abertas para os outros gostarem também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Declare o seu amor. Cada vez mais devemos exercer os nossos direitos de buscar o que queremos (sobretudo no amor). Mas atenção: elegância e bom senso são fundamentais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Amplie os seus relacionamentos profissionais. Os amigos são a melhor referência em crises e a melhor fonte de oportunidades na expansão. Ter bons contatos é essencial em momentos decisivos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Seja simples. Retire da sua vida tudo o que lhe dá trabalho e preocupação desnecessários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Não imite o modelo masculino do sucesso. Os homens fizeram sucesso à custa de solidão e da&lt;br /&gt;restrição aos sentimentos. O preço tem sido alto: infartos e suicídios. Sem dúvida, temos mais a aprender com as mulheres do que elas conosco. Preserve a sensibilidade feminina - é mais natural e mais criativa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Tenha um orientador. Viver sem é decidir na neblina, sabendo que o resultado só será conhecido, quando pouco resta a fazer. Procure alguém de confiança, de preferência mais experiente e mais bem sucedido, para lhe orientar nas decisões, caso precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Jogue fora o vício da preocupação. Viver tenso e estressado está virando moda. Parece que ser competente e estar de bem com a vida são coisas incompatíveis. Bobagem... Defina suas metas, conquiste-as e deixe as neuras para quem gosta delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Amor é um jogo cooperativo. Se vocês estão juntos é para jogar no mesmo time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Tenha amigos vencedores. Aproxime-se de pessoas com alegria de viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Diga adeus a quem não o(a) merece. Alimentar relacionamentos, que só trazem sofrimento é masoquismo, é atrapalhar sua vida. Não gaste vela com mau defunto. Se você estiver com um marido/mulher que não esteja compartilhando, empreste, venda, alugue, doe... e deixe o espaço livre para um novo amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Resolva! A mulher/homem do milênio vai limpar de sua vida as situações e os problemas desnecessários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Aceite o ritmo do amor. Assim como ninguém vai empolgadíssimo todos os dias para o trabalho, ninguém está sempre no auge da paixão. Cobrar de si e do outro viver nas nuvens é o começo de muita frustração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Celebre as vitórias. Compartilhe o sucesso, mesmo as pequenas conquistas, com pessoas queridas. Grite, chore, encha-se de energia para os desafios seguintes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Perdoe! Se você quer continuar com uma pessoa, enterre o passado para viver feliz. Todo mundo erra, a gente também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Arrisque! O amor não é para covardes. Quem fica a noite em casa, sozinho, só terá que decidir que pizza pedir. E o único risco será o de engordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Tenha uma vida espiritual. Conversar com Deus é o máximo, especialmente para agradecer. Reze antes de dormir. Faz bem ao sono e a alma. Reze ao acordar. Oração e meditação são fontes de inspiração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Muita paz, harmonia e amor... sempre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112060163434883878?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112060163434883878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112060163434883878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112060163434883878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112060163434883878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/06/melhorar-o-padro-do-pensamento.html' title='Melhorar o padrão do pensamento...'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112078460089788015</id><published>2005-06-29T22:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:03:20.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Produção na web (USA)</title><content type='html'>Quase metade dos internautas norte-americanos criaram páginas na Web,&lt;br /&gt;publicaram fotos, escreveram comentários ou contribuíram com material&lt;br /&gt;para uma enorme quantidade disponível de conteúdo online, segundo um&lt;br /&gt;estudo divulgado. (Reuters, de Washington)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112078460089788015?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112078460089788015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112078460089788015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112078460089788015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112078460089788015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/06/produo-na-web-usa.html' title='Produção na web (USA)'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112066267183277990</id><published>2005-06-28T12:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:11:11.843-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O político e o País...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;... porque o político é um fingidor, ele e o poeta sabem fingir a dor que deveras sentem...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;... infantil... aquele que diz “eu quero para mim, quero ser melhor que todo mundo, quero que todos gostem de mim”.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Esse assassinato das esperanças de quem acreditou em um governo petista está sendo inflado de forma irresponsável...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[as campanhas eleitorais] têm sido conduzidas com uma ênfase tão grande nas técnicas publicitárias mais apelativas, espetaculares e infantilizadoras que o eleitor já virou público-alvo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[e] Indubitavelmente, isso cria muito mais do que esperança – cria fantasia, que é o fundamental da publicidade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Assim, Lula, PT, Duda Mendonça são co-responsáveis por isso.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talvez a grande decepção seja com a face propriamente republicana e política desse governo... que é da pior tradição política brasileira. As relações pessoais passam à frente das relações institucionais e da própria ética.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mas também tem a obrigação de dizer que, se está sob suspeita, não pode ser ministro. Não é pessoal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parece-me que o Lula não tem a dimensão de uma ética pública. Ou a perdeu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Brasil tem como grave problema a despolitização generalizada...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;... não vale a política dos fins que justificam os meios – porque um dos fins é o amadurecimento da democracia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Esse governo não foi criado só para cuidar dos pobres, e espero que o Lula não esteja aí apenas como um “paizão” dos pobres.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ele teria sido eleito para aperfeiçoar um caminho democrático que, ao meu ver, poderia levar a futuros governos de esquerda – para que o povo, mais consciente, possa votar a seu favor em políticas que não sejam oportunistas...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;... por que o ressentimento é covarde e não luta? Porque ele se vê como um puro, como alguém que não suja as mãos nas disputas da vida, como alguém mais sensível que, por isso, na feia briga da vida.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As relações de poder no Brasil são muito afetivas, como já se disse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O resultado são efeitos de atraso – por isso nos colocamos diante das autoridades como crianças que ficam esperando ser reconhecidas por um pai amoroso. É o infantil frente a uma figura de poder maior, de quem se espera reconhecimento e justiça.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Sérgio Buarque de Holanda e o estilo de cordialidade da política brasileira]... os critérios de afeto valem mais do que os critérios da lei – aos amigos tudo; aos inimigos, Justiça. Assim, os valores da vida privada superam e invadem os domínios da vida pública... Lula se comporta como o homem cordial. Seus exemplos são sempre da vida familiar...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pode até ter muito sucesso com suas metáforas. Mas não politiza a sociedade, ao contrário – reforça a idéia de que o líder político é o pai bondoso que vai cuidar de nós, que nos ama e por isso devemos amá-lo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O plano dos afetos, no entanto, é ambivalente. Para amor virar ódio é um estalar de dedos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria Rita Kehl&lt;/strong&gt;, psicanalista e colaboradora intelectual do PT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[trechos da sua fala ao OESP(J3) – 28.06.2005]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112066267183277990?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112066267183277990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112066267183277990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112066267183277990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112066267183277990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-poltico-e-o-pas.html' title='O político e o País...'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652586.post-112082339453441368</id><published>2005-06-26T08:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T08:54:04.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O sucesso dos e-textos</title><content type='html'>A explosão da digitalização de livros e a aparição de diversas bibliotecas virtuais mostram a chegada de uma nova revolução midiática, cada vez mais acessível. Por trás desse fenômeno crescente estão editoras, autores independentes, lojas pela Internet e bibliotecas públicas. O mais antigo projeto de digitalização de livros tem o nome do inventor da imprensa, Gutemberg, e já conseguiu colocar em formato digital mais de 10 mil títulos. OESP(D5) - 26.06.2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652586-112082339453441368?l=gibacanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/feeds/112082339453441368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652586&amp;postID=112082339453441368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112082339453441368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652586/posts/default/112082339453441368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gibacanto.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-sucesso-dos-e-textos.html' title='O sucesso dos e-textos'/><author><name>Giba Canto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14061924877995755761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9xWv3fuT5Qk/S_fdJbtunwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szC7udJO0F8/S220/GNC2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
