<?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-14667369</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:21:16.784Z</updated><title type='text'>Margem Esquerda</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margem-e.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margem-e.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rui P. Bebiano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910068736016542033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hRpIvWXnMok/SnTVmA9QFyI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHS-lrl0KHg/S220/Picture0013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667369.post-6153866201914396247</id><published>2007-09-04T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:01:17.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A camarada que queria ser O Camarada</title><summary type='text'> “Se vós permanecerdes na minha palavra, verdadeiramente sois meus discípulos;e conhecereis a verdade, e a verdade vos libertará.”( Jo. 8, 31-32 )  Se Zita Seabra fosse o Sec. Geral do PC em Novembro de 75 teríamos provavelmente assistido a um banho de sangue e o autor destas linhas talvez não estivesse aqui a debitá-las. Zita de certeza que não seria hoje deputada do PSD!  Lê-se "Foi Assim" e só</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14667369&amp;postID=6153866201914396247' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/6153866201914396247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/6153866201914396247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margem-e.blogspot.com/2007/09/camarada-que-queria-ser-o-camarada.html' title='A camarada que queria ser O Camarada'/><author><name>Rui P. Bebiano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910068736016542033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hRpIvWXnMok/SnTVmA9QFyI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHS-lrl0KHg/S220/Picture0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667369.post-7940334228201951158</id><published>2007-06-03T18:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:00:41.381Z</updated><title type='text'>Os três gatinhos comunistas</title><summary type='text'>Numa escola primária da "pátria do socialismo", a professora pediu aos meninos que escrevessem uma redacção a louvar o comunismo. Um dos meninos escreveu:"A minha gata teve três gatinhos e são todos bons comunistas.". A professora gostou muito da redacção e elogiou o menino.No entanto, no dia seguinte, o menino pediu para corrigir a redacção: "A minha gata teve três gatinhos e dois deles são bons</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14667369&amp;postID=7940334228201951158' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/7940334228201951158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/7940334228201951158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margem-e.blogspot.com/2007/06/os-trs-gatinhos-comunistas.html' title='Os três gatinhos comunistas'/><author><name>Rui P. Bebiano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910068736016542033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hRpIvWXnMok/SnTVmA9QFyI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHS-lrl0KHg/S220/Picture0013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5QA-kYKpos8/RkMOLd3QO9I/AAAAAAAAANM/5weFswi6GTg/s72-c/Capa_Alvaro_Cunhal3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667369.post-1589681669120942612</id><published>2007-06-01T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:17:58.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>40 years ago today...</title><summary type='text'>... era editado "a mãe de todos os albuns". Se "Por Este Rio Acima" marcou uma geração de portugueses que dizer de "Sgt. Pepper's"? Se não existisse tinha que ser inventado!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14667369&amp;postID=1589681669120942612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/1589681669120942612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/1589681669120942612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margem-e.blogspot.com/2007/06/40-years-ago-today.html' title='40 years ago today...'/><author><name>Rui P. Bebiano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910068736016542033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hRpIvWXnMok/SnTVmA9QFyI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHS-lrl0KHg/S220/Picture0013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667369.post-7014859694983440436</id><published>2007-05-31T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:07:20.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Por Este Rio Acima</title><summary type='text'>Sei lá por quê, dei por mim a pensar ao almoço, como este album de Fausto marcou tão indelevelmente o "povo de esquerda" do luso rectângulo.Estávamos no início dos anos 80 e, apesar do 25 de Novembro e dos ventos de mudança a Leste, ainda havia esperança nos nossos corações."Por este rio acima" não sendo um disco obviamente político, foi ventre de muitos hinos, cantados por todos nós do PC à UDP.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14667369&amp;postID=7014859694983440436' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/7014859694983440436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667369/posts/default/7014859694983440436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margem-e.blogspot.com/2007/05/por-este-rio-acima.html' title='Por Este Rio Acima'/><author><name>Rui P. 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