Ainda não é Inverno mas não podia haver leitura melhor para o primeiro fim de tarde de Domingo depois da mudança da hora, com o tempo lá fora muito feio e pesado, e sem o alívio da chuva. Sonho com longos passeios de carro por sítios meio desolados mas que ainda assim alimentam, vistos do lado de dentro do carro com música, o céu a abrir um pouco e a dar um pôr-do-sol melhor do que imaginava, enquanto voltamos a casa depois de ver o mar. Aqui não há mar, lareira ou sequer um gato que convidem à melancolia serena com um quase fundo de alegria; mas tenho a companhia dos meus, como o são Vasco Graça Moura e o seu longo poema uma carta no Inverno, com Bizâncio e Yeats a acenar lá do fundo, e o Clifford Brown e o Max Roach em repetição pela tarde dentro.
Civismo do século XXI
UPSETTING TO ME. WHY ARE YOU SPOUTING NONSENSE ABOUT THE SUBJECT WHEN YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT IT, YOU'RE NOT AN EXPERT JUST SHUT UP. WHY ARE YOU NOT TALKING ABOUT THE SUBJECT YOU'RE COMPLICIT YOU SCUM. THAT CELEBRITY NEEDS TO SHUT UP. WHY ISN'T THAT CELEBRITY TALKING ABOUT THIS. OH THEY TOOK THEIR TIME FINALLY SAYING SOMETHING DIDN'T THEY. LOL THEY WERE SO EAGER TO SAY SOMETHING EARLY THAT THEY ONLY SAID BULLSHIT. STOP SPREADING SHIT FROM UNRELIABLE SOURCES CAN'T YOU SEE THEY ARE COMPLICIT WITH THE OTHER SIDE. HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE MY SOURCE OF BEING UNRELIABLE YOU'RE CLEARLY COMPLICIT WITH THE OTHER SIDE. IF YOU'RE NOT CONDEMNING THIS YOU'RE COMPLICIT. OH THAT WAS OUR SIDE ACTUALLY NEVER MIND. THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU. THIS IS SO UPSETTING TO ME. WHY ARE YOU SPOUTING NONSENSE ABOUT THE SUBJECT WHEN YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT IT, YOU'RE NOT AN EXPERT JUST SHUT UP. WHY ARE YOU NOT TALKING ABOUT THE SUBJECT YOU'RE COMPLICIT YOU SCUM. THAT CELEBRITY NEEDS TO SHUT UP. WHY ISN'T THAT CELEBRITY TALKING ABOUT THIS. OH THEY TOOK THEIR TIME FINALLY SAYING SOMETHING DIDN'T THEY. LOL THEY WERE SO EAGER TO SAY SOMETHING EARLY THAT THEY ONLY SAID BULLSHIT. STOP SPREADING SHIT FROM UNRELIABLE SOURCES CAN'T YOU SEE THEY ARE COMPLICIT WITH THE OTHER SIDE. HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE MY SOURCE OF BEING UNRELIABLE YOU'RE CLEARLY COMPLICIT WITH THE OTHER SIDE. IF YOU'RE NOT CONDEMNING THIS YOU'RE COMPLICIT. OH THAT WAS OUR SIDE ACTUALLY NEVER MIND. THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU. THIS IS SO UPSETTING TO ME. WHY ARE YOU SPOUTING NONSENSE ABOUT THE SUBJECT WHEN YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT IT, YOU'RE NOT AN EXPERT JUST SHUT UP. WHY ARE YOU NOT TALKING ABOUT THE SUBJECT YOU'RE COMPLICIT YOU SCUM. THAT CELEBRITY NEEDS TO SHUT UP. WHY ISN'T THAT CELEBRITY TALKING ABOUT THIS. OH THEY TOOK THEIR TIME FINALLY SAYING SOMETHING DIDN'T THEY. LOL THEY WERE SO EAGER TO SAY SOMETHING EARLY THAT THEY ONLY SAID BULLSHIT. STOP SPREADING SHIT FROM UNRELIABLE SOURCES CAN'T YOU SEE THEY ARE COMPLICIT WITH THE OTHER SIDE. HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE MY SOURCE OF BEING UNRELIABLE YOU'RE CLEARLY COMPLICIT WITH THE OTHER SIDE. IF YOU'RE NOT CONDEMNING THIS YOU'RE COMPLICIT. OH THAT WAS OUR SIDE ACTUALLY NEVER MIND. THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU. THIS IS SO
Gabinete de Curiosidades
Biblioteca de Ashurbanipal, Museu Britânico, Londres | Detalhe de pintura do Museu Nacional de Arte Antiga, Lisboa
Zelig
«Who was this Leonard Zelig that seemed to create such diverse impressions everywhere? All that was known of him was that he was the son of a Yiddish actor named Morris Zelig, whose performance as Puck in the Orthodox version of "A Midsummer Night's Dream" was coolly received. The Elder Zelig's second marriage is marked by constant violent quarrelling. So much so that although the family lives over a bowling alley, it is the bowling alley that complains of noise. As a boy, Leonard is frequently bullied by anti-Semites. His parents, who never take his part and blame him for everything, side with the anti-Semites. They punish him often by locking him in a dark closet. When they are really angry, they get into the closet with him. On his deathbed, Morris Zelig tells his son that life is a meaningless nightmare of suffering and the only advice he gives him is to save string.»
(Woody Allen com um toque de Monty Python. Que bom rever esta pérola, especialmente numa altura em que o humor anda tão mal tratado.)
Filmes de Domingo à noite | The Third Man (1949)
Quando a fotografia é o coração de um filme.
E um gato entre os sapatos, uma janela iluminada na noite, e um olhar.
E
contudo
esse mundo de sombras a que também pertenço
existe. Sinto-o. Às vezes
aflora nos meus olhos e
murmura ao vagar dos dedos
palavras, obscuros traços que não entendo, e
a ideia de vir um dia a compreendê-los faz-me
temer. Também tu, eu sei,
ouves as vozes desse mundo
e reconheces que
a viagem para o exacto lugar onde se encontram
começa, começou há muito.
João Miguel Fernandes Jorge, Esse mundo de Sombras
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