<?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-5385451</id><updated>2011-06-08T07:55:19.127+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reenchanting the World</title><subtitle type='html'>Divagações de Filosofia Social</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-110106178729477488</id><published>2004-11-21T18:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-21T18:29:47.293Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blogosfera.pt"A blogosfera portuguesa está muito próxima da biosfera." disse-me uma vez um certo cão de guarda.Claro que "bioesfera" faz logo pensar em bactérias, e talvez "socioesfera" seja um termo mais adequado, mas não sei se valerá a pena trazer para este post essa batalha...Mas essa sensação de proximidade sente-se. Os amigos linkam os amigos. Os amigos respondem aos amigos. Fala-se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/110106178729477488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/110106178729477488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110106178729477488' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-110001281823677936</id><published>2004-11-09T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-09T15:06:58.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RedescobertaDa distância que só o tempo pode propiciar redescubo, um pouco por acaso, a blogosfera. E, inadvertidamente, espanto-me.Talvez às vezes seja possível voltar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/110001281823677936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/110001281823677936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110001281823677936' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-109605882763955854</id><published>2004-09-24T21:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T21:47:07.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scissor-Hands Edward: haverá personagem alegórica melhor para aquilo em que, inadvertidamente, nos podemos tornar?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109605882763955854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109605882763955854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109605882763955854' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-109512923791978334</id><published>2004-09-14T03:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T03:33:57.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Comment a "Fomos, não... Somos!" e respectivos "Disseram"(3h33; 14-09-2004)Lamento, mas acho que o "Portugal cheio de garra se lançou ao mar em descobertas..." foi uma invenção poética de um certo e determinado poeta zarolho. Na verdade não havia mais sítio nenhum para onde ir - a não ser que se arriscasse guerra com Castela - e, enfim, antes de morrer à fome sempre se tenta qq coisa... Por </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109512923791978334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109512923791978334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109512923791978334' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-109105891771578867</id><published>2004-07-29T00:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T00:55:17.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cientistas vão congelar animais em vias de extinçãoMais uma vez a comunidade científica se mostra inimiga dos animais.Então os animais quase extintos e vão congelá-los? Isso parece-me uma estratégia de preservação da diversidade animal relativamente sofrível..."Os animais em causa são o Orix, um antílope proveniente do deserto do Sara ameaçado de desaparecimento; a pomba Socorro, de origem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109105891771578867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109105891771578867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109105891771578867' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-109053452912795377</id><published>2004-07-22T23:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T23:15:29.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Depois de um desvio, o regressoDepois de um desvio já corrigido o Reenchanting the World retorna ao seu propósito original.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109053452912795377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/109053452912795377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109053452912795377' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-108127082009193687</id><published>2004-04-06T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T18:04:00.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"É uma existência oculta, donde procede a existência visível, é o suporte permanente daquilo que está submetido às mudanças e aos acidentes da vida. É o mundo intangível das causas."- Henri Wallon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/108127082009193687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/108127082009193687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108127082009193687' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-107646269105953389</id><published>2004-02-11T01:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-11T01:37:18.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cientistas querem enviar 15 ratos para o espaço em 2006A comunidade dos ratos está chocada com este anúncio. Após anos e anos de uma convivência saudável entre ratos e cientistas - desde o teste de produtos cosméticos, alimentares e farmacológicos até à caixa de Skinner - o anúncio desta decisão tomada unilateralmente foi recebido com alarme.Kofi Ratazan, Secretário geral da Organização dos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107646269105953389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107646269105953389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107646269105953389' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-107309626488581604</id><published>2004-01-03T02:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-03T02:19:19.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passar o ano? O quê, tipo, o ano vai a correr e eu corro mais e passo-o? Mas porquê? Para quê? Para chegar primeiro? Para chegar aonde?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107309626488581604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107309626488581604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107309626488581604' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-107222540910104355</id><published>2003-12-24T00:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-24T00:24:50.700Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recomendação de prenda de Natal por B. Latour - Album The Origin of Symmetry dos Muse.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107222540910104355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107222540910104355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107222540910104355' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-107186909697032806</id><published>2003-12-19T21:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-19T21:27:01.030Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quem disse...: "Os bebés humanos não nascem com consciência de si  (...) Não são pessoas (...) a vida de um recém-nascido tem menos valor do que a de um porco, de um cão ou de um chimpanzé"? Hipóteses: 1 - Luis Figo; 2 - Steven Spielberg; 3- Peter Singer. Acerte e ganhe uma viagem à Arca de Noé para dois humanos mas sem bilhete de regresso.(nota:  o sir Popper pode esperar uma resposta...afinal,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107186909697032806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107186909697032806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107186909697032806' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-107171906259197609</id><published>2003-12-18T03:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-18T03:52:10.030Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Quem Comanda a Coligação É o CDS", Diz António CostaEm 1987 (Sir) Karl Popper veio, a convite do então Presidente da Républica Mário Soares, a Lisboa. Nessa comunicação ele fez a defesa de sistemas políticos democráticos representativos bi-partidários (por exemplo, o dos EUA ou do Reino Unido). Um dos argumentos que ele avançou para o carácter problemático de sistemas poli-partidários é o do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107171906259197609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/107171906259197609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107171906259197609' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106747427399553772</id><published>2003-10-30T00:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T00:38:00.873Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Untitled  Não tenho tempo para postar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106747427399553772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106747427399553772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106747427399553772' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106623127128750418</id><published>2003-10-15T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T16:21:11.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Correm rumores de que o sub-título do eu-apenas é "o fenomenologista intimista".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106623127128750418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106623127128750418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106623127128750418' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106601317836805245</id><published>2003-10-13T03:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T03:46:18.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se não fossem os golos dos benfiquistas Simão e Miguel, Portugal tinha empatado com a Albânia (ou "Labânia", obrigado Pedro). Finalmente, o Benfica volta a salvar a nação - algo que há muito não acontecia. Não sei é se vai chegar para, a longo prazo, salvar a selecção do "Luís Filipe 'tudo isto é perfeitamente normal' Scolari". </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106601317836805245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106601317836805245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106601317836805245' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106592530700581607</id><published>2003-10-12T03:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T03:25:34.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Questão da semana  O que quer dizer "Retorta" quando não parece querer dizer "Retorta"?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106592530700581607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106592530700581607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106592530700581607' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106587299486870242</id><published>2003-10-11T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T12:49:54.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jardel em entrevista ao 'Record':  "No futebol inglês há mais contacto, por isso estou a aprender muita coisa. O Paredão tem-me ajudado muito. Aliás, acho que ele é um dos melhores centrais europeus". Se alguém duvidava da sanidade mental do SuperMário, a sua opinião sobre Paredão serve de atestado final.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106587299486870242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106587299486870242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106587299486870242' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106539825028441213</id><published>2003-10-06T00:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T00:57:29.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Funeral da Formiga e O Significado da Complexidade ::1. O Funeral da FormigaAparentemente (até prova em contrário) a formiga de langton deixou de postar feromonas. Fontes não identificadas avançam que ela talvez encontrado uma auto-estrada e seguido por ela fora, furiosamente. De qualquer forma, partiu, e isso é uma pena.Aproveito para um agradecimento póstumo pelo prémio "Melhor questão: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106539825028441213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106539825028441213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106539825028441213' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106539411052004923</id><published>2003-10-05T23:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T23:48:29.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O fundamento da diferença  Freitas do Amaral compara Portas a Estaline. Pergunto-me como é possível fazer tal comparação quando me parece evidente que, ao contrário de Estaline, Paulo Portas não tem bigode.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106539411052004923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106539411052004923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106539411052004923' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106535993644687532</id><published>2003-10-05T14:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T14:18:56.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No fundo, Pedro Lynce mostrou porque é que o lince está ameaçado de extinção: as suas estratégias de sobrevivência são claramente sofríveis.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106535993644687532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106535993644687532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106535993644687532' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106535874855175746</id><published>2003-10-05T13:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T14:16:58.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quaisquer semelhanças possíveis entre o Gaullismo e o Paulo-Portismo não são responsabilidade do autor deste post.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106535874855175746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106535874855175746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106535874855175746' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106535463647447623</id><published>2003-10-05T12:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T14:16:45.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alguém devia perder algum tempo a compilar as melhores frase do General De Gaulle durante as décadas que encheu o imaginário politico dos franceses. Aqui ficam alguns exemplos.Questionado uma vez sobre a possibilidade de criar um Ministério sobre as questões das mulheres, De Gaulle ripostou: «Um ministério? Porque não uma sub-secretaria de Estado para o tricot?»ouNas eleições presidenciais de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106535463647447623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106535463647447623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106535463647447623' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106521406511356955</id><published>2003-10-03T21:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T21:47:44.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breaking News  Lynce torna-se porteiro do INEM! (Agência bLusa)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106521406511356955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106521406511356955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106521406511356955' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106514194865036406</id><published>2003-10-03T01:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T01:45:48.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ministros e Porteiros  Sábado à noite, céu limpo, cerca de um milhar de pessoas com um pedaço de futuro em comum. Todas, suponhamos para fins de argumentação, que estão todas no Porto e decidiram ir ao Quick Lane ("quick" quer dizer "rápido/a" e "lane" quer dizer "via"...). As primeiras a chegar entram sem grandes dificuldades, mas depressa se forma uma enorme fila. De tempos a tempos o porteiro </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106514194865036406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106514194865036406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106514194865036406' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106495960845499701</id><published>2003-09-30T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T23:11:22.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Neo-bloguismos1.1. Novo Link  Apesar da época balnear estar no fim a temperatura dos posts d'a praia prevê-se relativamente constante e extremamente agradável.1.2. Cão com fome  O cão de guarda soltou-se da trela, desatou a correr, e depende agora da caridade de transeuntes para a sua alimentação. É favor evitar posts com açucar, sob o risco dele se tornar um caniche com cataratas.2. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106495960845499701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106495960845499701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106495960845499701' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106431477987307349</id><published>2003-09-23T11:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T14:22:16.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Em larga medida, Kate Moss Estranha poderá ser a existência real de uma pessoa famosa. Em larga medida a pessoa famosa existe nas pessoas todas, via revistas, jornais, tvs, sites, blogues. A pessoa por detrás da capa mediática não é bem uma pessoa, é uma celebridade, é um pedaço de intersubjectividade, é do mundo e não dela própria. É uma figura pública, e se é pública é de todos, em larga </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106431477987307349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106431477987307349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106431477987307349' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106376108104418074</id><published>2003-09-17T02:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T02:14:01.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Costuma-se dizer que a formiga é trabalhadora, às vezes por oposição à cigarra. A formiga de Langton tem feito justiça à expressão (a cigarra de Langton, pelo contrário, ficaria no meio dos quadradinhos brancos sem se mexer, efim, ciclo após ciclo sem fazer nada, alí parada... entretanto a formiga faz auto-estradas e a cigarra continua sem mexer uma pata; depois, quando a formiga concessionar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106376108104418074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106376108104418074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106376108104418074' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106322310410339015</id><published>2003-09-10T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T21:13:37.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Este post consiste numa pequena clarificação conceptual, ilustrando graficamente aquilo que se entende por 'Marxismo Light' (no seguimento de: Tipologia de marxismos (a praia) :: Onze teses sobre o marxismo light (o país relativo) :: Conversa para entreter enquanto esperamos a Sua Segunda vinda (a praia)).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106322310410339015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106322310410339015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106322310410339015' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106295793562748817</id><published>2003-09-07T19:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T19:05:35.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Cherne e o Hobbil são uma lufada de ar fresco na cena BD lusa. Articulam um discurso cosmopolito-behaviourista com um grafismo futuristo-barroco, produzindo um efeito digno de uma epistemologia andróide. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106295793562748817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106295793562748817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106295793562748817' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106288599475355421</id><published>2003-09-06T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T23:06:34.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Resposta da semana: qualquer coisa como "Penta Malaka!!!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106288599475355421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106288599475355421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106288599475355421' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106271762250814917</id><published>2003-09-05T00:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T00:20:22.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pergunta da semana: o que diria Platão da candidatura de Schwarznegger ao Estado da Califórnia?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106271762250814917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106271762250814917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106271762250814917' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106259624168210862</id><published>2003-09-03T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T14:37:21.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alguém devia levar esta proposta a sério: mandar o FCPorto para a Liga 'Fantástica' Espanhola para que comece a jogar com equipas do tamanho dele. Isto aqui em Portugal começa a ser ridículo, só se metem com 'miúdos' (esta foi formulação infeliz, admito). Na Escócia também o Glasgow Rangers e o Celtic de Glasgow quiseram emigrar para a Primiership. Os 'bifes' (mac)recusaram, claro. E assim eles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106259624168210862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106259624168210862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106259624168210862' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106255042039347221</id><published>2003-09-03T01:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T01:53:40.380+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Novo look para o blog. Still on the making, but getting there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106255042039347221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106255042039347221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106255042039347221' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106241380471427608</id><published>2003-09-01T11:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T11:02:18.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>«[This is extracted from a story by Terry Bisson called "Alien/Nation" first published in Omni (1991). Reproduced by kind permission of the author.]"They're made out of meat.""Meat?""Meat. They're made out of meat.""Meat?""There' s no doubt about it. We picked several from different parts of the planet, took them aboard our recon vessels, probed them all the way through. They're completely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106241380471427608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106241380471427608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106241380471427608' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106074989433376162</id><published>2003-08-13T05:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T05:44:54.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anedota da semana: «O capitalismo é uma invenção dos anti-capitalistas» (Michel Callon). Sempre me pareceu que o Marx devia ter ficado calado; ao escrever o 'Capital', ele, no fundo, só ajudou o inimigo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106074989433376162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106074989433376162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106074989433376162' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106064532484945672</id><published>2003-08-12T00:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T00:44:59.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Sem comentário]"Já se clonaram ovelhas, ratos, porcos, coelhos, vacas, cabras, gatos e, há pouco tempo, uma mula."Cientistas italianos conseguem clonar o primeiro cavalo (Notícia Público por Ana Machado)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106064532484945672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106064532484945672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106064532484945672' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106004729236957061</id><published>2003-08-05T02:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T02:36:10.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Um verdadeiro híbrido.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106004729236957061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106004729236957061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106004729236957061' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106003623860979733</id><published>2003-08-04T23:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T23:30:38.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rorty diria provavelmente que sim. Afinal o discurso de 'conhecer a realidade', 'observar os factos', 'ser objectivo', enfim, o discurso da verdade é, nas palavras de Arendt, "despótico". Assume-se como um fim em si mesmo, esquecendo que na totalidade dos casos é um meio para um fim, se não actual pelo menos potencial. E este ignorar que há necessariamente algo para além da verdade parece-me é um</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106003623860979733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106003623860979733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106003623860979733' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Z. Cebolo, Reitor U.Parv.</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-106001313961389848</id><published>2003-08-04T17:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T17:05:39.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Às vezes penso se as ciências sociais estão preparadas para conhecer o mundo em que vivem. Entre toda a conversa de 'conhecer a realidade', 'observar os factos', 'ser objectivo', pergunto-me se não há a good deal of self-deception.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106001313961389848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/106001313961389848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106001313961389848' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-105995962323807719</id><published>2003-08-04T02:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T02:13:43.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Frases como a ‘santidade da vida humana’ ou ‘dever moral’ soam a algo tão estranho num seminário de sociologia como em gabinetes de uma qualquer burocracia, saneados e onde é proibido fumar" Zygmunt Bauman</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105995962323807719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105995962323807719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105995962323807719' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-105983761357763512</id><published>2003-08-02T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T16:20:13.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não sei o que o Horkheimer e o Kant diriam, mas a música da Carla Bruni é sublime.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105983761357763512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105983761357763512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105983761357763512' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-105983465959351244</id><published>2003-08-02T15:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T15:30:59.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que aqueles seduzidos pelos "fenúmenos" estejam preparados para aceitar as consequências: "Com efeito, se os fenómenos são coisas em si, não há como salvar a liberdade."Immanuel Kant</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105983465959351244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105983465959351244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105983465959351244' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-105978853785388061</id><published>2003-08-02T02:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T02:42:17.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Os interesses do lucro - A doutrina segundo a qual os sujeitos da ordem económica actual agem sempre de acordo com os seus interesses está certamente errada. Nem todos os chefes de empresa agem de acordo apenas com os seus interesses; porém, os que não o fazem geralmente desaparecem" Max Horkheimer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105978853785388061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105978853785388061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105978853785388061' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5385451.post-105978581136279220</id><published>2003-08-02T01:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T01:56:51.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uma bela definição do papel do filósofo dada por Husserl: "o funcionário público da humanidade". Nos dias que correm, com o funcionalismo público nas lonas e com a humanidade em estado de indefinição acelerada, esta definição já teve outra dignidade</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105978581136279220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5385451/posts/default/105978581136279220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reenchantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105978581136279220' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673587960002510997</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></entry></feed>
