I'm not vegan but I'm into veggies. This blog is hilarious:
I won’t eat at McDonald’s. Ever. Even the stuff they have that might be accidentally vegan, like, I don’t know, water, maybe. I just decided at some point that that place wasn’t for me and I had no interest in supporting them.
I will, however, use their bathrooms when needed. They’re very handy with their many locations, and I figure it’s a service they provide as a means of trying to apologize for killing bazillions of animals. It doesn’t come close to squaring that particular atrocity up, but I figure if I’m going to piss on something, I might as well piss on something owned by McDonald’s.
Notebook of Colonial Memories - a love letter to a racist father; exorcising Portuguese demons. It's a new book of Isabela Figueiredo based on the posts of her blog.
It is a sweet and brutal picture, brutally sweet, written almost as a betrayal. To call her father racist, to take the racism of the settlers, the Portuguese, the Mozambican white, the "system". This is something that ensures furious controversy. A world which belongs Isabela since 2005 (with the blog Perfect World, now replaced by the New World) and where she began her purges - a purge that these memories admittedly are - the unpleasant reactions were swift. "It is normal", Isabela said, She sees the massacres in September 1974 - in which she didn't die by chance - as "a fair retribution". In the country in which one could run over a black man and not go to prison.
Yay! After 2 years taking pictures with my phone or stealing pictures from friends this is going to feel strange. I was regretting not having decent pictures from the places I've been going to - and even the pictures I have are not so great. Now that I got the camera I'll try not to get sucked to that psyche of just taking pictures of something without enjoying it; but at least I'll have some pictures.
Anyway, you can expect these pictures soon. Maybe one of these weekends I'll take pictures of people taking silly pictures to other silly people in front of the tower. That will be fun.
You're reading my weblog. As it's being used with different intentions, this blog is trilingual. Posts
about my life, travelling and other topics are mostly written in portuguese but ocasionaly also in english or italian. Research posts
are written in english. Sorry for the mess, I'm trying to figure a way to automagically translate the content. Meanwhile, try to sort it
out with the tags.
