<?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-12090068</id><updated>2011-08-05T01:56:14.492+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MeKe ?!?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-113266940370930102</id><published>2005-11-22T14:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-22T14:23:23.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Vejam isto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;O artigo é interessante e o blog é excelente...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://puraeconomia.blogspot.com/2005/11/antnio-manuel-pinto-barbosa.html"&gt;http://puraeconomia.blogspot.com/2005/11/antnio-manuel-pinto-barbosa.html&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/12090068-113266940370930102?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/113266940370930102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=113266940370930102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/113266940370930102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/113266940370930102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/11/vejam-isto.html' title='Vejam isto...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-113163391085056290</id><published>2005-11-10T14:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:45:10.883Z</updated><title type='text'>Precisa-se de matéria prima para construir um País!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Por Eduardo Prado Coelho -  in Público&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A crença geral anterior era de que Santana Lopes não servia, bem como Cavaco, Durão e Guterres. Agora dizemos que Sócrates não serve. E o que vier depois de Sócrates também não servirá para nada. Por isso começo a suspeitar que o problema não está no trapalhão que foi Santana Lopes ou na farsa que é o Sócrates. O problema está em nós.  Nós como povo.&lt;br /&gt;Nós como matéria prima de um país. Porque pertenço a um país onde a ESPERTEZA é a moeda sempre valorizada, tanto ou mais do que o euro. Um país onde ficar rico da noite para o dia é uma virtude mais apreciada do que formar uma família baseada em valores e respeito aos demais. Pertenço a um país onde, lamentavelmente, os jornais jamais poderão ser vendidos como em outros países, isto é, pondo umas caixas nos passeios onde se paga por um só jornal E SE TIRA UM SÓ JORNAL, DEIXANDO-SE OS DEMAIS ONDE ESTÃO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Pertenço ao país onde as EMPRESAS PRIVADAS são fornecedoras particulares dos seus empregados pouco honestos, que levam para casa, como se fosse correcto, folhas de papel, lápis, canetas, clips e tudo o que possa ser útil para os trabalhos de escola dos filhos ... e para eles mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;Pertenço&lt;br /&gt;a um país onde as pessoas se sentem espertas porque conseguiram comprar um descodificador falso da TV Cabo, onde se frauda a declaração de IRS para não pagar ou pagar menos impostos.&lt;br /&gt;Pertenço a um país onde a falta de pontualidade é um hábito.&lt;br /&gt;Onde os directores das empresas não valorizam o capital humano.&lt;br /&gt;Onde há pouco interesse pela ecologia, onde as pessoas atiram lixo nas ruas e depois reclamam do governo por não limpar os esgotos.&lt;br /&gt;Onde pessoas se queixam que a luz e a água são serviços caros.&lt;br /&gt;Onde não existe a cultura pela leitura (onde os nossos jovens dizem que é "muito chato ter que ler") e não há consciência nem memória política, histórica nem económica. Onde nossos políticos trabalham dois dias por semana para aprovar projectos e leis que só servem para caçar os pobres, arreliar a classe média e beneficiar a alguns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Pertenço a um país onde as cartas de condução e as declarações médicas podem ser "compradas", sem se fazer qualquer exame.&lt;br /&gt;Um país onde uma pessoa de idade avançada, ou uma mulher com uma criança nos braços, ou um inválido, fica em pé no autocarro, enquanto a pessoa que está sentada finge que dorme para não dar-lhe o lugar. Um país no qual a prioridade de passagem é para o carro e não para o peão. Um país onde fazemos muitas coisas erradas, mas estamos sempre a criticar os nossos governantes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Quanto mais analiso os defeitos de Santana Lopes e de Sócrates, melhor me sinto como pessoa, apesar de que ainda ontem corrompi um guarda de trânsito para não ser multado.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais digo o quanto o Cavaco é culpado, melhor sou eu como português, apesar de que ainda hoje pela manhã explorei um cliente que confiava em mim, o que me ajudou a pagar algumas dívidas.  Não. Não. Não. Já basta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Como "matéria prima" de um país, temos muitas coisas boas, mas falta muito para sermos os homens e as mulheres que nosso país precisa. Esses defeitos, essa "CHICO-ESPERTERTICE PORTUGUESA" congénita, essa desonestidade  em pequena escala, que depois cresce e evolui até converter-se em casos escandalosos na política, essa falta de qualidade humana, mais do que Santana, Guterres, Cavaco ou Sócrates, é que é real e honestamente ruim, porque todos eles são portugueses como nós, ELEITOS POR NÓS. Nascidos aqui, não em outra parte...&lt;br /&gt;Fico triste. Porque, ainda que Sócrates fosse embora hoje mesmo, o próximo que o suceder terá que continuar trabalhando com a mesma matéria prima defeituosa que, como povo, somos nós mesmos. E não poderá fazer nada... Não tenho nenhuma garantia de que alguém possa fazer melhor, mas enquanto alguém não sinalizar um caminho destinado a erradicar primeiro os vícios que temos como povo, ninguém servirá. Nem serviu Santana, nem serviu Guterres, não serviu Cavaco, e nem serve Sócrates, nem servirá o que vier. Qual é a alternativa?&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos de mais um ditador, para que nos faça cumprir a lei com a força e por meio do terror?  Aqui faz falta outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto essa "outra coisa" não comece a surgir de baixo para cima, ou de cima para baixo, ou do centro para os lados, ou como queiram, seguiremos igualmente condenados, igualmente estancados....igualmente abusados!&lt;br /&gt;É muito bom ser português. Mas quando essa portugalidade autóctone começa a ser um empecilho às nossas possibilidades de desenvolvimento como Nação, então tudo muda...&lt;br /&gt;Não esperemos acender uma vela a todos os santos, a ver se nos mandam um messias.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Nós temos que mudar. Um novo governante com os mesmos portugueses nada poderá fazer. Está muito claro...&lt;br /&gt;Somos nós que temos que mudar.  Sim, creio que isto encaixa muito bem em tudo o que anda a nos acontecer: desculpamos a mediocridade de programas de televisão nefastos e francamente tolerantes com o fracasso. É a indústria da desculpa e da estupidez.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, depois desta mensagem, francamente decidi procurar o responsável, não para castigá-lo, senão para exigir-lhe (sim,&lt;br /&gt;exigir-lhe) que melhore seu comportamento e que não se faça de mouco, de desentendido. Sim, decidi procurar o responsável e ESTOU SEGURO QUE O ENCONTRAREI QUANDO ME OLHAR NO ESPELHO. AÍ ESTÁ. NÃO PRECISO PROCURÁ-LO EM OUTRO LADO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;E você, o que pensa?.... MEDITE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;EDUARDO PRADO COELHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-113163391085056290?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/113163391085056290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=113163391085056290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/113163391085056290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/113163391085056290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/11/precisa-se-de-matria-prima-para.html' title='Precisa-se de matéria prima para construir um País!'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-113093120878813968</id><published>2005-11-02T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-02T11:33:28.800Z</updated><title type='text'>Useful Tool... 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Qual bruxa olha para qual relógio swatch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora em inglês:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three witches watch three Swatch watches. Which witch watch which&lt;br /&gt;Swatch watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora para especialistas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Três bruxas suecas e transsexuais olham para os botões de três relogios&lt;br /&gt;swatch suíssos. Qual bruxa sueca transsexual olha para qual botão de&lt;br /&gt;qual relogio swatch suísso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E em inglês:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Swedisch switched witches watch three Swiss Swatch watch switches.&lt;br /&gt;Which Swedisch switched witch watch which Swiss Swatch watch switch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112703944825762095?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112703944825762095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112703944825762095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112703944825762095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112703944825762095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/09/tpc-de-ingls.html' title='TPC de Inglês'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112617380598817379</id><published>2005-09-08T11:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:03:26.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Usefull tool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uk.multimap.com/index/" target="_blank"&gt;http://uk.multimap.com/index/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112617380598817379?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112617380598817379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112617380598817379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112617380598817379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112617380598817379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/09/usefull-tool.html' title='Usefull tool'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112377041458848500</id><published>2005-08-11T15:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:26:54.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrevista a José Ferreira Machado:  "Resolver o défice é resolver o problema do Estado na economia"</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Converted from text/plain format --&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;Portugal poderá tornar-se o  Alabama, se uma reforma de mentalidades, a par&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;da Constituição, não se  verificar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;José  António Machado, director da Faculdade de Economia da  Universidade&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nova de Lisboa, acredita que o Estado  está demasiado presente na economia&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;portuguesa. Não havendo  varinhas mágicas ou bolas de cristal  que&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;condicionem e  prevejam o futuro, a solução mais sensata é libertar  a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;economia e devolver a iniciativa, à  iniciativa privada. Assim,  o&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;professor universitário  defende que se criem oportunidades e se  dêem&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;incentivos para que as  coisas funcionem. É a resposta liberal do líder&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;de uma  das principais escolas de economia do  país.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Qual o principal problema da economia  portuguesa?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;O  principal problema é a Constituição [da República Portuguesa].  A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Constituição é um  obstáculo a tudo o que é necessário a fazer na economia.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;O covil do  monstro [da despesa pública] é a  Constituição.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Esta não é uma visão legalista, para  quem é director de uma faculdade  de&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;economia?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Focar  na Constituição é focar no cerne dos nossos problemas. A maior  parte&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;das reformas que é preciso fazer são anticonstitucionais. Quando  as&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;pessoas tiverem dispostas  a mudar este aspecto, estão dispostas a mudar&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;muito  mais.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;As pessoas estarão dispostas a fazer essa  mudança  constitucional?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Provavelmente  não estão. Mas a realidade vai se encarregar de as  fazer&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;aceitar. As pessoas na Argentina também  achavam que tinham  direitos&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;adquiridos Eu ao  dizer que o problema está na Constituição estou a  ser&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;provocador. Provavelmente pensava que eu iria  dizer que o problema era o&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;défice. Mas é claro que o défice  não se resolve assim: congelando  os&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;salários da função pública.  Resolver o problema orçamental é resolver o&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;problema  do Estado na  economia.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Como vê a saída do professor Campos e  Cunha?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quando  li o Programa de Estabilidade e Crescimento (PEC)  lembrei-me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;daquelas cargas da  cavalaria ligeira em que o capitão vai à frente e olha&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;para trás  e o resto da cavalaria não o acompanha. O PEC era o programa  do&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;ministro das Finanças. Não se consegue resolver o problema da  despesa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;pública se se achar que o  controlo dos gastos é somente  da&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;responsabilidade  do ministro das Finanças. É da responsabilidade  do&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Governo e neste sentido  não há vida para além do  défice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Muitos  governos têm esta tentação: acham que escolhendo um  académico&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;reputado com fama de duro  resolve o problema. Isto não dá resultado, nem&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;vai  dar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Porque é que Portugal não  cresce?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Se  nós virmos o século XX, Portugal foi o país que mais cresceu no  mundo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Estamos agora numa área onde os nossos parceiros estão a  crescer mais.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Portugal vai com certeza crescer  em termos absolutos. Mas há muitos que&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;vão melhorar  mais depressa que nós e por isso vamos ficar com a  sensação&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;que ficamos para trás. Eu comparo isto com o  Alabama. A maior parte das&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;pessoas do mundo gostaria  de viver nesse Estado norte-americano face aos&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;países onde  estão. Mas o Alabama é o pior Estado dos EUA. Não é mau  viver&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;nesse Estado, excepto se se considera a possibilidade de  viver em  qualquer&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;outro.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas porque não crescemos mais do que os  nossos  parceiros?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tem  haver com os fundamentos do crescimento: a educação da força  de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;trabalho; o mau  funcionamento da justiça, e um mercado de  trabalho&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;extremamente  pouco  flexível.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;A  mesma taxa de desemprego esconde fluxos muito diferentes de entrada  e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;saída no mercado de trabalho. E esses fluxos é que  são importantes uma vez&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;que têm a haver com a rapidez com que os  recursos se adaptam à realidade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;com os enlaces que se  estabelecem.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;A  chave da produtividade é um bom enlace: ter os trabalhadores certos  na&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;empresa certa. Actualmente a mobilidade no mercado de  trabalho não existe.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Depois há pequenas coisas. Um desrespeito latente  e permanente à ordem...&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;O estacionamento é disso  exemplo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Associado a um aumento consumo não está um  sacrifício maior do futuro?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Se os  créditos estão associados a julgamentos de mercado esse problema  não&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;existe. Como é necessário servir a dívida, esses empréstimos têm de  ter&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;uma rendibilidade superior à taxa de juro de  mercado. Embora, é óbvio que&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;há  riscos.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;O  crédito é uma coisa boa. É uma das maiores invenções da  humanidade.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Permite suavizar padrões de  consumo, transferir rendimentos para períodos&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;diferentes no  tempo. Se não houvesse crédito não haveria investimento e  o&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;bem-estar das famílias seria muito menor. A demonização do  crédito é algo&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;que não  partilho.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;E as importações? São algo  demoníaco?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;As  importações são uma coisa excelente também. São também uma  grande&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;invenção da humanidade. Eu  consumo o que importo. O meu bem-estar depende&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;daquilo que  importo. Claro que eu preciso de pagar as importações,  por&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;isso tenho de  exportar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;As  importações aumentam o que tenho disponível para consumir. Pior  não&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;posso ficar. Se alguém me dissesse que eu  poderia importar sem produzir e&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;sem exportar, isso era o  nirvana.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;O investimento público só faz sentido no  longo prazo, se atacar  os&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;fundamentos do crescimento  económico&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tem-se falado muito na questão do  investimento público para dinamizar a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;economia. Faz  sentido esta  abordagem?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;O  investimento público ou faz sentido no longo prazo, ou então não  faz&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;sentido nenhum. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;Se queremos dinamizar a economia  vamos então pôr-nos na&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;lógica keynesiana de abrir e  tapar buracos. Isso gera emprego, como alguém&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;já afirmou, na Ucrânia ou  em Cabo  Verde.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;O  investimento só faz sentido no longo prazo, se atacar os fundamentos  do&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;crescimento económico. Devo confessar que este tipo de  argumentos já os&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;achava  ultrapassados.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;E  numa perspectiva de longo-prazo, fazem estes investimentos sentido.  O&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;estudo do professor Marvão Pereira tem sido  apresentado pelo ministro&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Manuel Pinho  para credibilizar estes projectos e justificar a  sua&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;rendibilidade.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quem  cita esse estudo ou não o leu, ou não o entendeu. O trabalho é  um&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;estudo agregado: ou seja não permite dizer  se é este ou aquele projecto&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;que tem rendibilidade.  Desde que se gaste um determinado montante,  o&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;estudo dará sempre o mesmo  resultado quer seja a Ota, quer seja a abertura&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;de estradas na minha  serra.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Além  disso, o estudo mostra a rendibilidade que existiu dada o ponto  de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;partida em que a economia portuguesa estava. É  como querer usar a taxa de&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;crescimento de um miúdo desde que  nasce até aos sete anos, para estimar a&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;altura na idade adulta.  Ter citado este artigo para justificar este nível&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;de  investimentos revela bem a falta de argumentos. É um  argumento&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;desesperado.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;Portugal  está centrado no problema e não nas  soluções?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Exacto.  Quais são as alternativas que estão sobre a mesa? Eu não vi  a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;lista de alternativas e a sua  hierarquização. Não sendo especialista de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;transportes  eu não sei qual a melhor opção, mas sei que a  metodologia&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;utilizada para a opção destas  infra-estruturas deixa-me um  pouco&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;desconfortável.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Perfil:  Um economista  liberal&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Foi  eleito director da Faculdade de Economia da Universidade Nova  de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lisboa, depois da saída de Luís  Campos e Cunha para o Ministério  das&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finanças. Prestigiado  econometrista e especialista em economia  do&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;trabalho,  Ferreira Machado obteve o Mestrado e o Doutoramento em  Economia&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;na Universidade de Illinois, em Urbana-Champaign, nos  EUA.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Em  paralelo com a sua carreira académica, José Ferreira Machado  é&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;consultor do  Departamento de Estudos Económicos do Banco de Portugal  desde&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;1992.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;Por: 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economia&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112305738057517682</id><published>2005-08-03T09:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T09:23:00.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Horas de trabalho</title><content type='html'>Hoje vim trabalhar, para o meu trabalho de consultor às 9h00. Fui o segundo. O terceiro e o quarto chegaram pouco depois. Esses 3 (além de mim) que chegaram mais cedo são os 3 elementos mais novos da equipa. Porque será? Será da inexperiencia? Será que querem mudar algo? Ou não será nada?&lt;br /&gt;São agora 9h22. Já chegaram mais 4 pessoas, mas ainda não começaram a fazer nada. Porque será? Porque será que estou a escrever isto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112305738057517682?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112305738057517682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112305738057517682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112305738057517682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112305738057517682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/08/horas-de-trabalho.html' title='Horas de trabalho'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112305673606088816</id><published>2005-08-03T09:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T09:12:16.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Autobiography in five Chapters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the street.&lt;br /&gt;There is deep hole in the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;I fall in.&lt;br /&gt;I am lost… I am hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t my fault.&lt;br /&gt;It takes forever to find a way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the same street.&lt;br /&gt;There is deep hole in the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;I pretend I don’t see it.&lt;br /&gt;I fall in again.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe I’m in the same place.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn’t my fault.&lt;br /&gt;It still takes a long time to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the same street.&lt;br /&gt;There is a deep hole in the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;I see it is there. I still fall in … It’s a habit.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are open.&lt;br /&gt;I Know where I am.&lt;br /&gt;It’s MY fault.&lt;br /&gt;I get out immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the same street.&lt;br /&gt;There is a deep hole in the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;I walk around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down another street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nyoshul Khenpo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112305673606088816?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112305673606088816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112305673606088816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112305673606088816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112305673606088816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/08/autobiography-in-five-chapters.html' title='Autobiography in five Chapters'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112300086439661880</id><published>2005-08-02T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T17:44:13.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The most beautiful girl in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/43/6328/640/gb_rs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/43/6328/320/gb_rs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ao Google/ Images e escrevi "The most beautiful girl in the world". A Primeira imagem que apareceu foi esta. A modelo brasileira Giselle B. Esta é a escolha de hoje, mas amanhã poderá ser outra. Lembrem-se quão curta é a memória humana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112300086439661880?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112300086439661880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112300086439661880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112300086439661880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112300086439661880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/08/most-beautiful-girl-in-world.html' title='The most beautiful girl in the world'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112203756437908193</id><published>2005-07-22T14:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:06:04.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Segurança</title><content type='html'>Quando a nossa segurança está ameaçada, então percebemos o que é viver sem liberdade. Hoje em Londres policias balearam um homem no metro por alegadas suspeitas de qualquer coisa. O medo de mais um ataque torna as autoridades mais sensíveis. Os terroristas conseguem os seus objectivos plenamente, criar no coração do mundo ocidental o medo que eles sentem todos os dias nas suas terras.&lt;br /&gt;Obviamente que a violencia não se combate com violencia, mas enquanto usarmos a violencia como forma preventiva (sem que tenha havido violencia antes) então nunca dormiremos descansados.&lt;br /&gt;Que a morte seja apenas uma passagem para outro nível, pois assim deixo-me de preocupar com a minha segurança e continuo a viver a minha vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112203756437908193?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112203756437908193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112203756437908193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112203756437908193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112203756437908193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/07/segurana.html' title='Segurança'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112196119227603454</id><published>2005-07-21T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T16:53:12.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O porquê da saída</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;TABLE class=MsoNormalTable style="WIDTH: 100%" cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0  width="100%" border=0&gt;   &lt;TBODY&gt;   &lt;TR&gt;     &lt;TD      style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0cm; PADDING-LEFT: 0cm; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0cm; PADDING-TOP: 0cm"      vAlign=top&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Text&gt;       &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=PT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN        class=023325709-28062005&gt;Uma visão:&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;       &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=PT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN        class=023325709-28062005&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Na entrevista ao DN que tanta tinta fez        correr, Freitas do Amaral apontou um defeito ao governo em geral e ao        primeiro-ministro em particular: a ausência de uma estratégia de        comunicação adequada para explicar ao país a necessidade das medidas        restritivas. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;O ministro de Estado e dos Negócios Estrangeiros        acertou numa parte da sua análise - a dificuldade em explicar -, mas errou        redondamente no mais importante: o que os portugueses precisam, realmente,        ver explicado. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Os reformados, os trabalhadores, os pequenos        empresários podem queixar-se - com razão - que são sempre os mesmos a        pagar as favas. Mas não precisam que lhes expliquem - porque são os        primeiros a senti-lo - que o país está em crise e que só um valente        apertar de cinto nos pode salvar. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;O que os portugueses não        conseguem compreender é que, a par das medidas de austeridade, se lancem        obras faraónicas, de utilidade e rentabilidade difíceis de projectar. É        como se um chefe de família a viver do subsídio de desemprego decidisse        começar agora a construir uma casa maior, porque daqui a meia dúzia de        anos poderá ter mais um filho ou dois &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;É esta a (aparente?)        contradição que os portugueses precisavam ver explicada. E (aparentemente)        têm agora essa explicação. Não directamente, através de uma cuidada acção        pedagógica do governo, mas indirectamente, através da saída de Campos e        Cunha do governo. A conclusão é fácil: o lançamento de obras faraónicas        não faz qualquer sentido para o país, na actual conjuntura - e terá sido        esse o cavalo da batalha perdida pelo independente Campos e Cunha, o que o        terá levado a abandonar o Governo. Do outro lado da barricada, estavam os        que não conseguem pensar no país sem pensar no partido, que precisa de        grandes obras para ganhar votos e garantir financiamentos. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Claro        que a dependência dos chamados "partidos de poder" das grandes obras        públicas não pode ser explicada por nenhum governo do mundo, porque é        vergonhosa e envolve aspectos de legalidade duvidosa. Mas ao povo, que não        é estúpido e lhe deu uma confortável maioria absoluta, José Sócrates tem        agora a obrigação de explicar outras coisas: que o rumo é traçado pelo        governo, e não pelo partido; que o seu governo representa mesmo, como ele        conseguiu convencer os portugueses, um corte com a história recente da        acção governativa em Portugal; que ele, José Sócrates, é mesmo o homem        certo na hora certa e continua a merecer a confiança que a maioria dos        portugueses nele depositou. Para isto, Sócrates precisa de muito mais que        estratégias de comunicação. Precisa de coerência. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Paulo        Camacho&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;       &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=PT style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN        class=023325709-28062005&gt;&lt;A        href="http://www.sic.pt/"&gt;www.sic.pt&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112196119227603454?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112196119227603454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112196119227603454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112196119227603454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112196119227603454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/07/o-porqu-da-sada.html' title='O porquê da saída'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112190492872272763</id><published>2005-07-21T01:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T01:15:28.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunca digas nunca</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Foram estas palavras de Freitas do Amaral quando o interrogaram (numa entrevista ao DN) acerca da sua disponibilidade para se candidatar à presidência da Republica. Contudo afirma não estar empenhada na corrida para o palácio de Belém.&lt;br /&gt;Considera Cavaco Silva um candidato que pode trazer instabilidade governativa por ter pontos de vista demasiado diferentes do actual governo PS. Contudo não nega que o seu voto poderia ir para Manuel Alegre.&lt;br /&gt;Marques Mendes respondeu-lhe acusando-o de estar mais preocupado com questões de presidência do que com os problemas do país.&lt;br /&gt;Relativamente à política interna considera que o jogo da verdade é o mais importante. Sabe-se que é impossível saber se vai ser necessário subir os impostos, então não se deviam fazer promessas nesse sentido, afirma Freitas do Amaral. Contudo define &lt;em&gt;a política é a arte de tornar aceitável aquilo que é necessário e de tornar evidente aquilo que é possível&lt;/em&gt;. Cita igualmente Xenofonte (filósofo grego) &lt;em&gt;a política é a arte da persuasão que significa que quem quer ser seguido e apoiado tem que saber explicar as razões das suas decisões&lt;/em&gt;. Com esta argumentação afirma que o governo de Sócrates já explicou aos portugueses de forma clara as razões da sua decisão.&lt;br /&gt;Considera-se um reformista. Ao conseguir novos acordos de cooperação com os EUA em várias áreas acredita dar um passo em direcção ao futuro, num país onde a corrupção é uma realidade (&lt;em&gt;Portugal, em matéria de corrupção, não pode dar lições a nenhum outro país&lt;/em&gt;). Tais afirmações valeram-lhe várias criticas da oposição que o acusam de desacreditar o país que dirige.&lt;br /&gt;Termina dizendo que se considera estruturalmente pró-americano, mas que conjunturalmente é antiguerra do Iraque.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112190492872272763?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112190492872272763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112190492872272763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112190492872272763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112190492872272763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/07/nunca-digas-nunca.html' title='Nunca digas nunca'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112163359860311432</id><published>2005-07-17T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:53:18.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aulas de Yoga</title><content type='html'>Caras amigas e amigos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como muitos de vocês sabem, um dia aqui atrasado, entrei por acaso numa sala de ginásio para fazer uma aula de yoga. Fui movido por pura curiosidade. Não sei explicar, mas essa curiosidade cresceu. Costumo dizer que sou praticante de yoga de por acaso, mas foi um acaso que mudou um bocado a minha concepção da forma como encaro o meu dia-a-dia. É normal achar que aquilo que nos traz alguns benefícios, possa de alguma forma beneficar outros. Por isso, e também por acidente, tornei-me professor de yoga (seja lá o que isso for). Tenho sentido um prazer enorme em transmitir a todos os que desejam aquilo que fui assimilando ao longo destes últimos anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proporcionou-se então uma oportunidade concreta de o fazer de forma sustentada. Através da Associação Sorrir de Novo (&lt;a href="http://www.sorrir.com/"&gt;www.sorrir.com&lt;/a&gt;), criei uma turma (ainda em fase embrionário e experimental) onde vos convido a experimentar uma aula (a primeira é gratuita).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até ao final de Julho vou dar 2 aulas por semana, segundas e quintas às 19h30 no Rua Tristão da Cunha 20C, Restelo (ginásio Socorpus). È uma perpendicular à avenida da Torre de Belém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Agosto são férias  e tempo de reflexão e decisões. Assim em Setembro pretende-se arrancar com maior consistência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desta forma convido-vos a experimentar, porque o Yoga é isso mesmo, é o experienciar de sensações físicas, mentais e espirituais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om Shanti&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Oliveira&lt;br /&gt;965192980&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112163359860311432?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112163359860311432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112163359860311432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112163359860311432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112163359860311432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/07/aulas-de-yoga.html' title='Aulas de Yoga'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112127421698698894</id><published>2005-07-13T18:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:34:49.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Cost Airlines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="988174309-28062005"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="023325709-28062005"&gt;Pequena colecção de links para  low cost airlines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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Mas afinal o que é um jantar meké? O jantar meké é um jantar onde se reúnem as membros do grupo meké, que deu origem a este blog &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;omeke.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;. Contudo o que é o grupo meké? O grupo meké é um grupo de ex-alunos da Faculdade de Economia da Universidade Nova de Lisboa, vulgo FEUNL, que resolveram &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;dar o nó&lt;/i&gt; de uma forma internética. Tudo começou quando um dos membros (do grupo meké, mas ainda antes de o ser) perguntou como é que ía ser o próximo jantar! Como é? Perguntou (via mail) contudo, por preguiça, hábito, consciente ou inconscientemente, escreveu: Meké? O uso desta abreviatura de Como é? muito comum nas esferas de Chat (banalizado pelo MSN Messenger) por forma a tornar a comunicação escrita mais rápida e eficiente, deu origem ao grupo meké. Todos responderam a este mail utilizando a mesma expressão. No seguinte jantar alguém continuou: Meké v02? Era o segundo jantar meké. A partir daqui já todos aceitaram esta designação. Daqui à criação de uma mailing list e depois um blog foram apenas alguns passos no sedimentar de uma amizade que já tem quase 10 anos. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Mas como iniciei este mail, tudo começou num jantar meké o 16 ou 17, não me recordo. Quando no final do jantar surgiu um interesse súbito pelo signos do zodíaco. Ninguém sabia ao certo qual era a ordem destes, mas após um esforço concertado lá conseguimos escrever sobre a típica toalha de papel, manchada de vinho e café, a tal ordenação. Já na rua e na posse desta lista decidimos encetar um estudo sociológico para saber qual seria o tipo de população que frequenta o Bairro Alto (local onde jantamos). Ficou decidido que nos cingíamos à população feminina (sem qualquer desprimor pela população masculina). Claro que o mekesiano Vitaliano insistia que era o Escorpião (o seu próprio signo) a tipologia mais abundante nas vielas do Bairro Alto. O membro Nuno queria acreditar que era o Caranguejo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;E tudo começou. Inquérito após inquérito, alguns mais prolongados que outros. Muitas meninas do Bairro Alto nessa noite foram altamente cooperantes. Todas extremamente simpáticas. Por isso um grande obrigado a todas as 78 participantes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Os resultados foram os seguintes:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Escorpião 10 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Gémeos 8&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Caranguejo 8 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Peixes 8 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Touro 7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Sagitário 6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Capricórnio 6 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Balança 6 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Leão 6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Aquário 5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Carneiro 5 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="youthaftbullets" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 59.55pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbolfont-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;°&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Virgem 3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="mso-ansi-language: PT"&gt;Portanto o Escorpião acabou por vencer com uma ligeira vantagem, para regozijo do membro Vitaliano. Isto apenas pode significar que a população feminina que frequenta o Bairro Alto é bastante segura de si própria, ambiciosa e ao mesmo tempo distante. Isto sem querer discurar os sentimentais Caranguejos ou Peixes que ficaram num honroso 2º lugar ex-quo. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A Análise destes resultados é bastante ligeira, mas deixarei isso para outra oportunidade. Fica apenas do registo de uma noite divertida e interessante. Até à próxima.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/12090068-112020333576197083?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112020333576197083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112020333576197083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112020333576197083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112020333576197083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/07/noite-do-horscopo.html' title='A noite do Horóscopo'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112004334011041361</id><published>2005-06-29T12:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:09:00.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Administração	 Bush</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;A filosofia da politca da administração Bush acenta num conjunto de preceitos idealizados por um conjunto de filosofos e pensadores. Para saber mais leia este lonnnnnnnnnngo artigo.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.esoteric.msu.edu/VolumeVII/Secrecy.htm"&gt;http://www.esoteric.msu.edu/VolumeVII/Secrecy.htm&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/12090068-112004334011041361?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112004334011041361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112004334011041361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112004334011041361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112004334011041361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/administrao-bush.html' title='Administração&#x9; Bush'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-112003527857945362</id><published>2005-06-29T09:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T09:54:38.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaginem se não estivessemos em recessão...</title><content type='html'>Confirma-se o descalabro das despesas públicas em gasto superfluos! Recomendo uma leitura atenta deste post: &lt;a href="http://novafloresta.blogspot.com/2005/06/oramento-2005-bandalheira-total.html"&gt;http://novafloresta.blogspot.com/2005/06/oramento-2005-bandalheira-total.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-112003527857945362?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/112003527857945362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=112003527857945362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112003527857945362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/112003527857945362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/imaginem-se-no-estivessemos-em-recesso.html' title='Imaginem se não estivessemos em recessão...'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111998372242053755</id><published>2005-06-28T19:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:35:22.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It works.. I work, untill late..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Além de ser o meu primeiro &amp;#8220;post&amp;#8221; decidi experimentar o &amp;#8220;post via e-mail&amp;#8221;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Venho para o trabalho com as minhas expectativas de ir para a praia às 18h depois do trabalho, aproveitar os últimos raios de sol para me esquecer que trabalho durante a maior parte da minha vida. Quando, eis que, qual trabalhador da função pública depois de 35 anos de serviço à espera da reforma no ano subsequente, me dizem: &amp;#8220;não te importas de ficar até tarde pois não?&amp;#8221;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Eu nem me importo (not) mas como é que explico à chefia que cheguei antes das 7ª.m. para despachar o trabalho e ir para a praia? Omo explicar que depois de 10h de trabalho activo já não sou produtivo? Que não vale a pena estar aqui que já não produzo? Who cares?? A chefia gosta mesmo é de me ver por aqui. Gostam de mim no fundo. Gostam da minha companhia. Preferem que, como eles, venha às 10 e saia às 21h. Como é que lhes explico que faço mais das 7 às 13h que eles das 10 às 21h? É complicado, especialmente sem querer ferir susceptibilidades. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;A conclusão é fácil de adivinhar, estou aqui como eles querem, a fazer-lhes companhia, depois de um dia de trabalho produtivo, a escrever pela primeira vez no nosso Blog.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Agora vou-me embora&amp;#8230; e MAI NADA!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111998372242053755?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111998372242053755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111998372242053755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111998372242053755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111998372242053755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-works-i-work-untill-late.html' title='It works.. I work, untill late..'/><author><name>Vita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486318406138394338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111997720463418469</id><published>2005-06-28T17:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T18:12:40.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaginem lá...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Este post foi feito via mail... ou seja, enviei um mail para um endereço super secreto e o post ficou automaticamente publicado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111997720463418469?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111997720463418469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111997720463418469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111997720463418469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111997720463418469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/imaginem-l.html' title='Imaginem lá...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111995215334690996</id><published>2005-06-28T10:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T10:56:21.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rede 4 afinal é a 5ª rede a aparecer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="988174309-28062005"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Quis o destino que a parceira da TMN fosse mais expedita e entrasse no mercado antes da homóloga da Optimus. Esta útlima tinha - dado o nome -, o objectivo de se tornar na 4ª rede de telemóvel. Pode ser que o seja em quota de mercado, porque na entrada a 4ª rede é a Uzo. Ironias do destino...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111995215334690996?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111995215334690996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111995215334690996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111995215334690996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111995215334690996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/rede-4-afinal-5-rede-aparecer.html' title='A Rede 4 afinal é a 5ª rede a aparecer!'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111985970736897641</id><published>2005-06-27T09:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:29:43.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'>9 da Manhã de Segunda e 7 da Tarde de Sexta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estes dois momentos são dos mais marcantes para uma aparentemente crescente quantidade de pessoas na vida activa. São momentos cuja lembrança, e obviamente vivência, despertam sentimentos antagónicos. O primeiro é o início de uma semana de tortura, stress, chatices, aborrecimentos, infelicidade por vezes! O segundo marca o culminar de tudo aquilo, actuando como bálsamo, uma vez que abre uma porta para um corredor temporal que é maioritariamente considerado efémero, fugaz, curto. Tento perceber porque é que isto acontece, perdoem-me a eventual imaturidade ou a incapacidade de contemplar todas as perspectivas, mas esta aversão ao trabalho dever-se-à a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insatisfação com as funções desenvolvidas; &lt;li&gt;Insatisfação com o perfil e comportamento das chefias; &lt;li&gt;Mau ambiente de trabalho; &lt;li&gt;Estagnação na carreira; &lt;li&gt;Carga de trabalho excessiva de forma constante; &lt;li&gt;Injustiças por trabalho não reconhecido; &lt;li&gt;Injustiças por supostos favorecimentos a pessoas especiais; &lt;li&gt;Pressão para além dos limites indivudalmente suportados; &lt;li&gt;Insatisfação com a recompensa financeira recebida; &lt;li&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Convenhamos: esta lista será mais ou menos interminável, uma vez que estamos a falar de sentimentos desenvolvidos e sentidos por seres humanos, que por definição são indefiníveis com exactidão, existindo sempre margem para a existência de mais algum item a incluir nesta lista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No entanto, se muita gente continua a ter esta atitude - e pelas estatísticas de psicólogos e psiquiatras, esse número é crescente devido a questões profissionais -, algo vai mal, diria bastante mal mesmo. Senão vejamos, a vida é limitada e toda gente procura "felicidade", as aspas são propositadas porque pretendo referir-me à satisfação dos gostos pessoais, e se continuamos com pessoas infelizes vejo três grandes motivos para tal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Atigem a sua satisfação pessoal com recurso a este aparente masoquismo e, apesar de se queixarem, no fundo apreciam estas vivência e não pretendem mudar; &lt;li&gt;Não conseguem mudar a situação por: falta de preparação académica/ profissional; inexistência de posições desejadas; a economia estar na parte baixa da sinudoisal do ciclo; existirem constantemente favoristismos à incompetência promovidos por conhecimentos previlegiados; aproveitamento patronal de situações (semi-)desesperadas para conter custos; por não se estar no momento certo com a(s) pessoa(s) certa(s),... &lt;li&gt;Conformismo e resignação!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas situações caem neste ponto 3, refiro-me a quem não está bem e pretende que a semana passe depressa, para se livrar rapidamente... Ilusão aparente, porque dois dias depois a saga recomeça! Portanto, a acção a tomar é uma de três (começa-se a perceber o misticismo e perfeição associado ao três):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reagir! &lt;li&gt;Reagir! &lt;li&gt;Reagir! Isto é, procurar mudar, o que não implica sair da empresa. Pode consistir em mudar de funções, de departamento, de condições, de chefe, por ex.. Sendo para isso necessário perder o medo de falar com as pessoas e apresentar/expor os seus problemas que muitas vezes poderão não ser conhecidos/apercebidos por quem tenha capacidade de poder realizar alguma mudança.. Não funcionando... pois nada como lembrar que há muito peixe no mar, pode apenas demorar algum tempo, mas não tentando nada se consegue! O mundo empresarial está cada vez mais dinâmico e conceito de emprego/empresa para a vida faz cada vez menos sentido e que eventuais regalias/benefícios "únicos" são facilmente cobertos por outros e que demonstra não serem assim tão únicos e como motivos para não mudança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Transversalmente, é importante relembrar que passamos muito do nosso tempo de vida a trabalhar, mas que idealmente existe um mundo lá fora: família, amigos, actividades lúdicas e desportivas, individuais ou em grupo. A vida é genéricamente falando um balanceamento supostamente optimizado de várias peças. Estas peças variam de pessoa para pessoa, o que interessa é que cada um conheça quais são as importante para si e que se lembre que elas precisam de ser conquistadas, mantidas e precisam de evolução!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;É importante que não se esteja em agústia e stress permanente o que leva à referida infelicidade, não só própria, mas também de quem rodeia cada um de nós e gosta e se preocupa com o bem-estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Queria apenas fazer uma última ressalva para que aqueles com horários diferentes do apresentado: mais curtos, mais longos, que trabalham durante a noite, por turnos ou mesmo ao fim de semana, que se vejam reflectidos nestas ideias que pensem no que estão a fazer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111985970736897641?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111985970736897641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111985970736897641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111985970736897641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111985970736897641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/9-da-manh-de-segunda-e-7-da-tarde-de.html' title='9 da Manhã de Segunda e 7 da Tarde de Sexta'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111960740504899247</id><published>2005-06-24T10:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T11:03:25.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A frase mais memorável do cinema</title><content type='html'>"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damm"... disse Clark Gable (Rhett) a Vivien LEigh (Scarlett) no filme "E tudo o Vento levou".&lt;br /&gt;Esta foi considerada a frase mais memorável da história do cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Contudo eu não estou de acordo... para mim a frase...&lt;br /&gt;"Do not underestimate the power of the imperator"... disse Darth Vader aos seus opositores no Star Wars episode I ou II (não me lembro), é uma frase muito mais mítica... na minha opinião. Mas, como é óbvio, nem sempre podemos estar de acordo. Aliás muitas vezes pode mesmo ser impossível chegar a um acordo. Depois vem os desentendimentos, zangas, lutas, conflitos e guerras.&lt;br /&gt;Àcerca dos limites da discussão leia-se  &lt;a href="http://ometablog.blogspot.com/2005/06/limites-da-discusso.html"&gt;este post bastante interessante&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111960740504899247?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111960740504899247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111960740504899247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111960740504899247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111960740504899247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/frase-mais-memorvel-do-cinema.html' title='A frase mais memorável do cinema'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111953607191710995</id><published>2005-06-23T17:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:14:31.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Posso ficar a dever-lhe um cêntimo?</title><content type='html'>Quantas vezes já nos fizeram esta pergunta? Pois.. algumas de facto, principalmente se ainda não se é completamente fanático pelos cartões de débito, ou mesmo, quando se prefere continuar a usar dinheiro real para pequenos pagamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resposta a esta pergunta, à boa moda portuguesa em que somos uns tipos descontraídos, simpáticos e que não perdem oportunidades para demonstrar o sua importância na sociedade - esta questão dos problemas de afirmação também precisará de ser detalhada -, responde-se até com algum desdém e retoques de "...ai nem me fale disso...", aliado a um esgar de sorriso paternalista, que sim, sim, pode ficar a dever-me um cêntimo. Depois, voltamos costas e como que num passe de mágica, as feições transmorfam-se e murmura-se entre dentes que é sempre a mesma coisa, que ficam sempre a dever 1 cêntimo. Outros, ainda chegam a casa e vão fazer posts em blogs acerca disso. Enfim, os modos de expressão são variados e por norma são tanto mais agudizados, quanto mais susceptível se estiver no momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria apenas relembrar que estas situações advém de uma faca de dois gumes. Por um lado tem-se os famosos preços psicológicos que nos fazem crer que algo é 1, 10 ou mesmo 100 euros mais baratos porque o preço é x,9 ; x9,99 ou x99,99 respectivamente, para que automaticamente se processe de forma errada uma "significativa" redução do preço, sendo por vezes esse o click que faltava para se passar a referida peça para o carrinho. Por outro lado, quando se chega à caixa, a probabilidade da conta terminar em 9 é elevada - sim, eu sei que se comprar 5 destes produtos a conta acaba num múltiplo de 5 e não em 9, and so on... -, e por qualquer motivo ainda não perfeitamente identificado, há sempre alguém que não nós já levou as últimas moedas de 1 cêntimo e surge a referida questão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na prática, compramos por vezes o que não queremos devido a um preço psicológico e do outro lado existe um recebimento não facturado... Certo, isto são peanuts sem qualquer relevância, mas está-se a pactuar com este procedimento se não se alterar a reacção.Avistam-se várias abordagens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Sim! Importo-me!" e esperar pela reacção; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Sim! Importo-me! Dê-me 2 cêntimos de volta e fica você a dever-me 1 cêntimo?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andarmos com umas quantas moedas de 1 cêntimo que temos lá em casa e usá-las para dar troco de 2 cêntimos. Isto se o ponto de cima não funcionar. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Começar a pagar sistematicamente com meios de pagamento que não pressupõem troco!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111953607191710995?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111953607191710995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111953607191710995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111953607191710995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111953607191710995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/posso-ficar-dever-lhe-um-cntimo.html' title='Posso ficar a dever-lhe um cêntimo?'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111945402712897249</id><published>2005-06-22T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T16:27:07.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Espaço Público</title><content type='html'>Caros amigos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe agora um novo pensador na praça, chamada José Gil. Escreveu um best-seller chamado medo de existir. Fala dos problemas do povo português e caracteriza-o segundo dimensões bastante inovadores e creativas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma delas é o espaço público existente na sociedade portuguesa. Ele diz que simplesmente não existe. E é verdade. TEmos potencial e capacidade, mas não discutimos. As coisas aconteceu e nós não as inscrevemos na realidade. Quantos de nós é que fizeram uma reclamação por escrito em algum estabelecimento no último ano... mas sabemos apontar imensos defeitos. Eu incluo-me naqueles que não fazem reclamações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora vem a critica. O Juan lançou um repto... enviou um texto importante, escrito por um espanhol sobre a situação do nosso país. Quis discuti-lo em praça pública e ninguém respondeu. Não me digam que é por falta de tempo, porque o tempo que perdem a solucionar quebra-cabeças daria para ler o artigo e pensar alguns minutos sobre ele (e não deixavam de resolver o quebra-cabeças).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um bem haja a todos a até breve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111945402712897249?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111945402712897249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111945402712897249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111945402712897249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111945402712897249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/espao-pblico.html' title='Espaço Público'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111849229824596044</id><published>2005-06-11T13:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T13:22:10.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpo vs Mente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/43/6328/640/IMG_1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/43/6328/320/IMG_1026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhujapidasana &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos dizer que o corpo e a mente se podem unir. Pode até acontecer que o corpo supera a mente, mas para isso é preciso treinar o corpo tanto como a mente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111849229824596044?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111849229824596044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111849229824596044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111849229824596044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111849229824596044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/06/corpo-vs-mente.html' title='Corpo vs Mente'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111626290265720758</id><published>2005-05-16T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T18:01:42.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O mundo é pequeno!</title><content type='html'>Estava eu e o Bruno no Lizarran perto do Marquês de Pombal e aproximava-se o momento de pagar a nossa conta. Para nosso espanto, ouvimos do outro lado do balcão: "vocês são da Nova, certo?"... o nosso espanto foi ainda maior uma vez que não reconhecemos essa pessoa de lado nenhum (embora me pareça que o alcool tenha tido o seu quê de responsabilidade).&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, tudo leva a crer que o rapaz se aventurou numa qualquer vida "empreendedora"... e, pelo movimento que a casa tinha, parece-me que está a ser bem sucedido (ou não teria oferecido um shot - para a desgraça final -  à rapaziada e aos seus próprios empregados!!). Não sei se lembram de uma aula do Braga de Macedo em que a determinada altura perguntou no anfiteatro (150 pessoas?) quantos estariam dispostos, a prazo, a ter o seu próprio negocio? Pois bem, tenho a ideia de que nem 5 pessoas levantaram o braço. Todos nos queixamos da vida que levamos, que não temos qualidade de vida, de sermos mal pagos, mas raramente nos passa pela cabeça sermos patrões de nós próprios. A dúvida fica no ar: será produto da Nova?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: isto passou-se no dia do Benfica-Sporting e no dia de despedida de solteiro de um grande amigo de infância... escusado será dizer que ainda estou a sofrer das consequências deste fim de semana. Agora venham-me dizer coisas sobre os jantares méké... cambada de meninos :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111626290265720758?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111626290265720758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111626290265720758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111626290265720758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111626290265720758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/05/o-mundo-pequeno.html' title='O mundo é pequeno!'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342204909579507467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111504057669083396</id><published>2005-05-02T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:29:36.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda os MBAs</title><content type='html'>Ainda sobre o meu último post: para que não restem dúvidas vejam a capa da Exame. Três entidades espanholas no ranking dos 35 melhores MBAs do mundo. A nossa UNL (ou qualquer outra nacional) nem nos 100 primeiros está...&lt;br /&gt;No artigo podemos analisar aspectos como estrutura curricular, internacionalização (por via de docentes, alunos estrangeiros e intercâmbio com outras universidades), financiamento, datas e requisitos para a candidatura, etc... execelente para quem quer saber tudo sobre MBAs... e principalmente para quem quer fazer uma comparação entre o que se passa em Portugal e "além fronteiras"!&lt;br /&gt;Conclusão: se calhar precisamos de um José Mourinho como manager da Nova ou da Católica!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111504057669083396?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111504057669083396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111504057669083396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111504057669083396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111504057669083396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/05/ainda-os-mbas.html' title='Ainda os MBAs'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342204909579507467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111478983828388435</id><published>2005-04-29T16:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T16:50:38.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma pausa no trabalho</title><content type='html'>Resolvi fazer uma pausa no trabalho... fui à varanda e fumei um beedie (os "meus" famosos cigarros indianos).&lt;br /&gt;Conclusão... estou com uma grande moca... e a única coisa que consigo fazer é escrever este post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111478983828388435?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111478983828388435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111478983828388435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111478983828388435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111478983828388435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/04/uma-pausa-no-trabalho.html' title='Uma pausa no trabalho'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111433970418449658</id><published>2005-04-24T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T11:48:49.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um teste político</title><content type='html'>Façam este teste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.politicalcompass.org/"&gt;http://www.politicalcompass.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis o meu resultado! Perigosamente à esquerda ao lado de individuos como Ghandi e Dalai Lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economic Left/Right: -3.25&lt;br /&gt;Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -4.97&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111433970418449658?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111433970418449658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111433970418449658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111433970418449658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111433970418449658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/04/um-teste-poltico.html' title='Um teste político'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111391733103165332</id><published>2005-04-19T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T14:31:39.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MB quê?!</title><content type='html'>Parece que toda a gente anda com a febre dos MBAs (muito por culpa do MBA Tour que se realizou a semana passada). E o mais interessante é que todos colocam a hipótese de ir para fora. Portugal só em último recurso...&lt;br /&gt;Este pensamento leva-me a crer que de facto as coisas não vão bem no nosso país. Profissional e academicamente ainda temos muito a fazer (aconselho a darem uma olhadela aos programas de MBA de uma qualquer universidadezeca espanhola com os MBAs das "conceituadas" escolas nacionais...)&lt;br /&gt;Há no entanto quem levante sempre obstáculos a uma aventura deste tipo: tempo, dinheiro, escolha do local, burocracias, preparação para o Gmat e afins... Contudo, em qualquer conversa denoto sempre uma de duas coisas: comodismo ou falta de coragem! Digam-me lá se isto não resume a atitude de muitos de nós?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111391733103165332?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111391733103165332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111391733103165332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111391733103165332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111391733103165332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/04/mb-qu.html' title='MB quê?!'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342204909579507467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111338561570355913</id><published>2005-04-13T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T10:46:55.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Newtow Parte I</title><content type='html'>Isaac Newton (1643 -1727, segundo  calendário Gregoriano), inglês, físico, matemático, astrónomo, filósofo e alquimista.&lt;br /&gt;A par de Leibniz foi o pai do cálculo que desvendou no seu famoso &lt;a title="Philosophiae Naturalis Principia Mathematica" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosophiae_Naturalis_Principia_Mathematica"&gt;Philosophiae Naturalis Principia Mathematica&lt;/a&gt; (1687). Foi a primeira pessoa a colocar sob a forma matemática as leis de natureza (ou pelo algumas delas), das quais se destacam as leis do movimento (terrestre e celeste).&lt;br /&gt;Reza a lenda que se encontrava em mera contemplação debaixo de uma árvore quando foi atingido por uma maçã. Este mero acontecimento coloco-lhe as questões que levaram aos fabulosos resultados que publicou mais tarde. Porque é que a maça cai sempre na vertical em direcção ao centro da terra? Porque é que não vai para os lados ou para cima?&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de ser um cientista era um crente em Deus. Dizia que a &lt;em&gt;Gravidade explica o movimento dos planetas, mas não consegue explicar quem os pôs em movimento. Deus governa todas as coisas e sabe tudo aquilo que é e pode ser feito&lt;/em&gt;. Como disse Einstein 2 séculos mais tarde: &lt;em&gt;Deus não joga aos dados&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para saber mais consulte: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_Newton"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_Newton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111338561570355913?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111338561570355913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111338561570355913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111338561570355913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111338561570355913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/04/newtow-parte-i.html' title='Newtow Parte I'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111322601103895144</id><published>2005-04-11T14:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T14:26:51.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinar a grande velocidade</title><content type='html'>Opinar...&lt;br /&gt;Agora que até o meké tem um blog, então o mundo das opiniões mudou para sempre. Todos esperamos uma média de 152 posts por mês, tendo como base a productividade média da respectiva mailing list. &lt;br /&gt;Espero ver-vos em breve...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111322601103895144?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111322601103895144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111322601103895144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111322601103895144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111322601103895144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/04/opinar-grande-velocidade.html' title='Opinar a grande velocidade'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782363269525140156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111322444207030505</id><published>2005-04-11T13:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T14:00:42.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As novidades...</title><content type='html'>Proponho que as novidades que cada membro do méké fiquem aqui gravadas para a posteridade. Podem começar pelo último jantar!&lt;br /&gt;Do meu lado, posso começar por dizer que JÁ ACABEI A PÓS-GRADUAÇÃO. Foi um ano intenso, mas espero ter mais novidades para a semana que compensem o esforço. Torçam por mim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111322444207030505?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111322444207030505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111322444207030505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111322444207030505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111322444207030505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/04/as-novidades.html' title='As novidades...'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342204909579507467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12090068.post-111321986689768075</id><published>2005-04-11T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:07:20.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada será como antes...</title><content type='html'>Com este post dou início ao blog do MeKe, que se irá revolucionar a forma de ser e estar neste mundo! Acautalem-se mentes incautas e distraidas, pois nada será como antes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma nova era opinativa começou...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12090068-111321986689768075?l=omeke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/feeds/111321986689768075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12090068&amp;postID=111321986689768075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111321986689768075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12090068/posts/default/111321986689768075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeke.blogspot.com/2005/04/nada-ser-como-antes.html' title='Nada será como antes...'/><author><name>Paulo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
