uma parte

"I want to thank the Hollywood Foreign Press Association because we all know the press is under siege these days. We also know it's the insatiable dedication to uncovering the absolute truth that keeps us from turning a blind eye to corruption and to injustice. To -- to tyrants and victims, and secrets and lies. I want to say that I value the press more than ever before as we try to navigate these complicated times, which brings me to this: what I know for sure is that speaking your truth is the most powerful tool we all have. And I'm especially proud and inspired by all the women who have felt strong enough and empowered enough to speak up and share their personal stories. Each of us in this room are celebrated because of the stories that we tell, and this year we became the story.
But it's not just a story affecting the entertainment industry. It's one that transcends any culture, geography, race, religion, politics, or workplace. So I want tonight to express gratitude to all the women who have endured years of abuse and assault because they, like my mother, had children to feed and bills to pay and dreams to pursue. They're the women whose names we'll never know. They are domestic workers and farm workers. They are working in factories and they work in restaurants and they're in academia, engineering, medicine, and science. They're part of the world of tech and politics and business. They're our athletes in the Olympics and they're our soldiers in the military.
And there's someone else, Recy Taylor, a name I know and I think you should know, too. In 1944, Recy Taylor was a young wife and mother walking home from a church service she'd attended in Abbeville, Alabama, when she was abducted by six armed white men, raped, and left blindfolded by the side of the road coming home from church. They threatened to kill her if she ever told anyone, but her story was reported to the NAACP where a young worker by the name of Rosa Parks became the lead investigator on her case and together they sought justice. But justice wasn't an option in the era of Jim Crow. The men who tried to destroy her were never persecuted. Recy Taylor died ten days ago, just shy of her 98th birthday. She lived as we all have lived, too many years in a culture broken by brutally powerful men. For too long, women have not been heard or believed if they dare speak the truth to the power of those men. But their time is up. Their time is up.
Their time is up. And I just hope -- I just hope that Recy Taylor died knowing that her truth, like the truth of so many other women who were tormented in those years, and even now tormented, goes marching on. It was somewhere in Rosa Parks' heart almost 11 years later, when she made the decision to stay seated on that bus in Montgomery, and it's here with every woman who chooses to say, "Me too." And every man -- every man who chooses to listen.
In my career, what I've always tried my best to do, whether on television or through film, is to say something about how men and women really behave. To say how we experience shame, how we love and how we rage, how we fail, how we retreat, persevere and how we overcome. I've interviewed and portrayed people who've withstood some of the ugliest things life can throw at you, but the one quality all of them seem to share is an ability to maintain hope for a brighter morning, even during our darkest nights. So I want all the girls watching here, now, to know that a new day is on the horizon! And when that new day finally dawns, it will be because of a lot of magnificent women, many of whom are right here in this room tonight, and some pretty phenomenal men, fighting hard to make sure that they become the leaders who take us to the time when nobody ever has to say "Me too" again."
o discurso da Oprah, claro. nunca foi mulher para se calar e ainda bem.

"Imagination and fiction make up more than three quarters of our real life."

Simone Veil
(inward bound)

ler o Expresso ("Tragam-me um homem")

muito bom. Cláudia R. Sampaio em 'ver no escuro' da Tinta da China.

e porque é tão boa, esta escritora de telenovelas, aqui está:
máquina de escrever

political freedom

Cunhal em Peniche, desenhos da prisão

desenhos de Cunhal que me tocaram e fizeram vir lágrimas aos olhos. dois deles, nem devia usar o plural. que prazer ver esta exposição.

este, um deles.

 que bonito, que comovente.

 basilar, essencial. então e hoje.

veil

freedom of speech is also wearing the veil. many times I wish I could wear the veil too. many times I wear an invisible veil.

Dünya Kadınlar Günü (from my fb)

“Our men think earning money and ordering around others is where power lies. They don't think power is in the hands of the woman who takes care of everyone all day long, and gives birth to their children.” Malala Yusuf

arrepios

André Carrilho's awesome

activist mommy

heck with it.

Women's March Lisboa January 21st, Marcha das Mulheres

o burkini

ou a burka. os europeus proibirem o burkini é igual aos que proíbem o bikini.
sou contra, sou contra tudo. cada pessoa deve ou deveria ter a liberdade de vestir o que quiser. é nisto que acredito, não me vejo a concordar com outro modo de pensar. o problema maior é o facto de o corpo da mulher (vestido ou não) continuar a servir de campo de batalha dos homens. e isto é uma ocupação selvagem. fora com os invasores!

or woman

What better can we do to our brains than language, that elastic, infinite, pliable, transient, endless thing. As history remembers the first man who did this and that, it'll never remeber the first man who first uttered a word and then changed it. Just a little bit.

atrasei-me um pouco na melancolia, é preciso adiantar o passo.

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the politics of domination, capitalism and the theft of heritage.

"Reading Leonor’s post on the José Saramago Archive prompts me to reflect on its wider implications.  The first thing to say is that it is splendid news that the Saramago Archive is going to find a devoted and fitting home in Lisbon, amongst all the landmarks celebrated in books like ‘The history of the siege of Lisbon’.

The fact that the papers of one of the truly great novelists of the twentieth century should end up in Portugal, without a big purchasing battle, gives cause to reflect especially on questions of “language and location”.  The work presently underway on Diasporic Literary Archives (see an earlier post on this blog) now indicates that there are really only four countries which regularly and actively collect the papers of writers from other countries.  These are the USA, the UK, Canada and France.  And none of those countries has any significant tradition of studying Portuguese language or literature."
from here.

So that it be known: the raiders of other's treasures. Was it ever a surprise?

I'm sorry Turks (wink), this is the way it is.
"Excellent news about Saramago then.  What does it tell us when we think about the manuscripts of the other great novelists of the last part of the twentieth century?  My own list would start with Saramago and would always include Margaret Atwood, Samuel Beckett, Carlos Fuentes, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Elfriede Jelinek, Doris Lessing, Naguib Mahfouz and Orhan Pamuk.  That personal list provides some interesting stories and some telling controversies from the world of modern literary manuscripts."
(Ooh, one I have no clue about, exciting!)

Yes. (and I thank him every day for my hobby of already 4 years, Turkiye).
"Given that there is almost no interest in Turkish language and literature in the four big purchasing countries, there is every chance that the Orhan Pamuk Archive will stay in Istanbul, where it so obviously belongs.  It could be said that Pamuk is to Istanbul what Saramago is to Lisbon and Mahfouz to Cairo."

and finally:
"That leaves Gabriel García Márquez.  He is clearly a highly marketable author-commodity, and Spanish-language manuscripts are actively collected in the USA, not only by Princeton.  In November 2012, the first García Márquez manuscript to go on sale was auctioned at Christie’s, with a price guide between $80,000 and $127,000.  I don’t know what arrangements García Márquez may have written into his will (does anyone?), but it certainly seems unlikely that the main García Márquez Archive will end up in his native Colombia.

It is clear, in conclusion, that the language used by an author is a major factor in the eventual destination of their literary archive."

ou dito de outro modo; ainda bem que os assambarcadores daqueles quatro países são um pouco, digamos, cegos.

the life of women

the lady at the bookstore told me that Ali and Ramazan is a difficult book to find and for that reason she charged me an extra 2 euros for it. it's alright, I was so curious to read it although I was totally mislead, not only about the author's general themes and concerns but also and mostly about the story. saying it is a story about two teenagers doesn't even come close to the shocking tale of abuse and violence wrapped by a gay somewhat love story.
the next book was by Ayşe Kulin, Face to Face or Bir Gün, that starts with an astounding first chapter. the book develops in a sort of educational way for citydwellers about both the beauty and the pain of being a Kurd. it is enlightning in many ways but, hey, I come with Yaşar Kemal in my eyes. the woman theme, as well as the class theme, in Ali and Ramazan kept me going for a few days. a man and a woman cannot touch, whatever happens, whatever they say to each other. could we ever even understand each other (east and west) when so often conversation comes after touching. and I'm not even referring to the kurdish lifestyle portrayed in the book. in every single book, the female characters who don't follow the expectation of forever are punished somehow in the course of the story. (poor Füsun, poor Sibel) despite the contents musings (writing with a purpose, hence out of my range), light literature.

Josephine Powell

não conhecia a existência de Josephine Powell e da sua recolha de imagens e informação durante 20 anos na Anatólia. fascinante a sua vida, o seu trabalho, as suas ideias. para isto apanhava o 'tgv' Istanbul-Ankara. um bom artigo, aqui. aqui na Cornucópia. e aqui no NY Times. some of her photos in the Koç University.

foto de Jürgen Frank para a Cornucopia.

comecar o dia

a aborrecer o vendedor empresarial da #vodafone porque os telefones que foram escolhidos para apresentar às empresas excluem o cor de rosa e a explicar-lhe que somos metade do planeta e que, apesar de das ideias da #vodafone portuguesa, as mulheres ocupam um grande número de cargos de chefia em empresas em Portugal, graças à revolução e à gritaria de muitas e muitas de nós que não têm paciência para ficar em segundo ou terceiro.

erkek ve kadın, kadın ve erkek

just recently I was thinking that a culture might be defined by woman-man dialogues: how do they work, what words are uttered, um caminho a seguir, sem dúvida. dostluk sözleri? ["já não aguento o homem em casa"] dostluk mümkün mü? yes. equally humans, people who go about their ways differently. not easy to imagine a world of unequal women and yet... there's violence against women everywhere, all the time, always.

"Violence against women and girls is a problem of pandemic proportions. At least one out of every three women around the world has been beaten, coerced into sex, or otherwise abused in her lifetime with the abuser usually someone known to her."

I am strongly for women's rights. (my own person. independent. capable. living my own life freely, it's all about freedom). this sad history needs to be read often and re-read. I am your equal, whoever you are. and yet, arkadaş olabiliriz.

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um post à antiga e quase picture perfect para um blog que de repente passou a ser um study case. se existe a tendência do orgulho, também existe o desassossego. prefiro o background às luzes do palco, mil vezes. aqui está:

My name is Christopher Wienberg and I’m a Ph.D. student at the University of Southern California (USC) researching the personal experiences people write on the web about their everyday lives, and your blog came to my attention ( http://amesadeluz.blogspot.com/). 

I’m interested in how the thoughts and experiences written by people like you on weblogs and other social media can be used to make conclusions about society as a whole. I am contacting you because I am trying to collect reliable data about bloggers’ opinions, experiences, and characteristics in order to refine and evaluate my analyses. 

If you are at least 18 years old and interested in helping me, please take the brief survey linked in this email. It should only take about 15 minutes of your time. Your responses will be kept confidential. 

In the course of this study, we will also be analyzing the public posts on your weblog using natural language processing technology. The goal of this analysis is to correlate your responses to this survey with what you write about your life on your weblog.  ou portanto, ver se falo 'verdade'?  retirar a 'verdade' do discurso diário? medir o nível de consciência de si? este assunto fascina-me por tantas razões.

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para continuar: esse diálogo homem-mulher ou vice-versa, um undertow mas não o da Suzanne Vega, outro, o das correntes inisíveis do que pensamos sobre o outro, do que não pensamos, o que fica só no ar mas entra nos ossos e na emoção instintiva. nunca me guiei tanto por esta como agora. talvez a liberdade. como se envelhecesse a tornar-me bicho.

ninguém gosta da Merkel

eu gosto.

Today, the priority is to ease suffering and to offer prospects for the people seeking refuge in Syria and neighbouring countries. This should be a day of hope for these people. I would like, first of all, to express my sincere thanks for the willingness shown by countries such as Jordan, Lebanon and Turkey to offer refugees shelter. They need our support.

As regards the most essential aid ‑ daily food rations ‑ we saw in the past year how cutbacks were made that were unbearable and how this forced people to flee. This is why the Federal Government is pledging a total of one billion euros to the humanitarian aid programmes of the United Nations for 2016. We would like to contribute 570 million euros of this sum to the World Food Programme ‑ this is approximately 50 per cent of the funds that the World Food Programme needs for these three countries this year ‑ so that we will hopefully be able, at the end of today, to say that we no longer have to worry about food rations.

We want to do more, of course. We want to provide food, clothes, accommodation and employment. This is why we are also supporting the Partnership for Prospects programme. Examples of projects in the context of this programme include community centres, schools and hospitals that are built by the refugees themselves, thereby helping them to find gainful employment. In 2016, Germany will contribute 200 million euros to this programme, thereby taking our support for this year to 1.2 billion euros.

gosto muito.

lindinha sopa de castanha (çorba)

assim tal e qual meio virada em ângulo errado mas não há o que enganar com este creme de castanha. cebola translúcida em manteiga, louro, uma batata, castanhas, caldo de legumes e no fim natas, isto é quase uma sopa instantânea. faltaram-me os croutons, acho que ficavam bem. e depois há, digamos, muitos embellishments possíveis, por mim ficava bem crispy bacon and sage croutons.

Malala's story was on tv. what do you expect it to happen once you educate girls? are they going to remain home making themselves beautiful for men? e a resposta, ainda que incrível será muitas vezes sim. estava capaz de pôr links mas não vale a pena. e todas as vezes que não, o estado das coisas avançou um pouco.

foto de um furo de água feito pelo Pequeno Gesto em Moçambique e que funciona agora normalmente no serviço da comunidade. não vejo homens na foto. eu, por exemplo, em vez de estar a fazer creme de castanha, tirar foto e pôr na net, podia estar agora a acartar um bidon de água em cima da cabeça.

na Turquia, por exemplo, podiam-me ter arranjado um marido, iç güveysi. (não que os que eu própria arranjei fossem um grande sucesso anyways).

mas pronto, vai-me chegando o income gap que parece chegou ao fim para mim depois de muitos anos de vigência.

o filme da angelina

tem mel no nome mas é amargo. os sérvios disseram mal do filme, que era propaganda bosniak, os europeus disseram mal do filme, que não era imparcial, os americanos disseram mal do filme, que era violência gratuita (esta particularmente teve piada, not).

a christiane amanpour, um farol de luz nas ondas televisivas elogiou a coragem e a verdade do filme. assim penso também. um filme brutal, violento, violência gratuita sobre famílias, as mulheres, genocídio, e está tudo lá. é sempre melhor comentar as dietas, os namorados e a fortuna.

o Bósnia não desapareceu. está lá no mesmo sítio e da mesma maneira. só a guerra acabou, temporariamente.

in the land of blood and honey.