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Matéria copiada do Globo.com


Há dez anos seria algo impensável. A mão de ferro com que o Talibã  controlava a sociedade afegã não permitiria tal ousadia. Mas agora,  quase dez anos após a queda do regime fundamentalista, uma TV do  Afeganistão ousou e criou um programa para mulheres falarem de abusos  sofridos em casa.

O programa revolucionário recebeu o nome de "Niqab" (véu islâmico  que 
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Às  vezes, as correntes que nos impedem de sermos livres, são mais mentais que  físicas

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Intervozes - Levante sua voz from Pedro Ekman on Vimeo.


Vídeo produzido pelo Intervozes Coletivo Brasil de Comunicação Social  com o apoio da Fundação Friedrich Ebert Stiftung remonta o curta ILHA  DAS FLORES de Jorge Furtado com a temática do direito à comunicação. A  obra faz um retrato da concentração dos meios de comunicação existente  no Brasil.

Roteiro, direção e edição: Pedro Ekman

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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PcW1-s-Bnv1E1y0b7AJ_IZDOQk4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PcW1-s-Bnv1E1y0b7AJ_IZDOQk4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HistriaSmbolos/~4/BotuKp6iG3E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://historysymbol.blogspot.com/2009/10/nao-basta-apagar-o-fogo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YGRng-cSp7ImA9WxNXGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055580160807465901.post-9159114966431633808</id><published>2009-10-07T12:12:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:58:47.659-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-07T12:58:47.659-03:00</app:edited><title>The 13th day</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://historysymbol.blogspot.com/feeds/9159114966431633808/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://historysymbol.blogspot.com/2009/10/13th-day.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055580160807465901/posts/default/9159114966431633808?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055580160807465901/posts/default/9159114966431633808?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HistriaSmbolos/~3/XXScmAvCerY/13th-day.html" title="The 13th day" /><author><name>Vanessa Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06861355803466020565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="20" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaGlNJI2lE0/TLxMlOc-z3I/AAAAAAAACmo/H8e_BlDKnr8/S220/Eu.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Sempre tive vontade de escrever este post, mas não conseguia escrever nada que me agradasse o bastante. Não tinha muito idéia do que informar: um pouco de receio de falar besteira ou mesmo ser aquela história de "mais do mesmo". Enfim, tenho agora a oportunidade.Falar da minha fé é algo bastante particular, e apesar de muitos acharem necessária a conversão de forma agressiva para conseguir um 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZtiqWJ8dDXhfk_qlpFwTrhexDZw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZtiqWJ8dDXhfk_qlpFwTrhexDZw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HistriaSmbolos/~4/VKLOSNF-XNI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://historysymbol.blogspot.com/2009/05/felicidade-realista.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcERn46fCp7ImA9WxJSEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055580160807465901.post-3485576397768959658</id><published>2009-04-28T02:35:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:00:07.014-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-30T21:00:07.014-03:00</app:edited><title>Salvar o Planeta é Agora ou Agora</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://historysymbol.blogspot.com/feeds/3485576397768959658/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://historysymbol.blogspot.com/2009/04/salvar-o-planeta-e-agora-ou-agora.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055580160807465901/posts/default/3485576397768959658?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2055580160807465901/posts/default/3485576397768959658?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HistriaSmbolos/~3/5BgAhhJyU5g/salvar-o-planeta-e-agora-ou-agora.html" title="Salvar o Planeta é Agora ou Agora" /><author><name>Vanessa Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06861355803466020565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="20" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaGlNJI2lE0/TLxMlOc-z3I/AAAAAAAACmo/H8e_BlDKnr8/S220/Eu.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaGlNJI2lE0/Sfag-I0TIEI/AAAAAAAABjk/p_vb38MRhzc/s72-c/climate.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Pois é pessoal, pode parecer que estou mudando o foco deste blog, pois é o segundo post seguido que estou questionando sobre o assunto. Mas do que adianta pensar em história e não pensar no futuro? Gosto de pensar em história neste sentido como uma grande oráculo: mostra o que fizemos de errado no passado para não fazermos no futuro. Estou bastante perplexa com a importância que estamos vendo com
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