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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Ontem, eu e você estávamos achando bonitinho que&amp;nbsp;Eduardo e Mônica usavam Android&lt;taghw style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;. Fomos enganados! Na verdade, tudo era uma bem pensada jogada de&amp;nbsp;marketing&lt;taghw style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;. Como você poderá verificar neste vídeo, uma outra jogada de marketing mais antiga, Eduardo tinha aquele&amp;nbsp;celular&amp;nbsp;quadrado, flip, com antena e tudo, enquanto Mônica usava um desses Nokia guerreiros de cor rosa. Está no Youtube, logo é verdade.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;: O vídeo original foi removido, colocamos este aqui. Vamos ver quanto tempo dura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;taghw style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Algum publicitário descobriu que a&amp;nbsp;publicidade&amp;nbsp;da Vivo para o Dia dos Namorados já tinha sido feita em 2003 pela ATL, outra operadora de celulares, para o Dia dos Namorados, com a mesma música. É plágio? Foi inspiração? Coincidência? Os publicitários têm um nome específico para isso: publicidade. (A África, que fez o Eduardo e Mônica que fala com smartphones, já negou acusações de plágio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/taghw&gt;bem mais complicadas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;taghw style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O fato é que a gente tem memória de peixe mesmo, e filminhos bem-feitos sempre são bacanas, mesmo reciclando ideias. Quando postei o Eduardo e Mônica da Vivo aqui, achei a coisa meio boba. Mas quando vi de novo o negócio na TV, com a minha namorada do lado, foram muitos sorrisos brasilienses e “aaaaawwwww”. Publicidade pode ser legal! Mas o que me preocupa mesmo é que do jeito que a coisa anda, daqui a pouco vai aparecer um comercial ainda mais velho, de 1988 mostrando o Eduardo ligando pra Mônica, ela obviamente fora de casa (devia estar se embebedando do outro lado da cidade) e fim. A ideia era anunciar a promoção de Dia dos Namorados do serviço de secretária&amp;nbsp;eletrônica&amp;nbsp;da Telebrasília. Mas tenho certeza que alguém vai roubar minha ideia. [via&amp;nbsp;&lt;/taghw&gt;Publicitário Pobre]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2243383984444530862-8255509835203357035?l=opasquimgranjense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Isso é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Porem continuo com essa ânsia de vômito, que sempre tive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; continuo com o medo do futuro, como sempre tive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; tenho tensões de absurdos, como sempre tive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; minhas pretensões, se tornam apenas intenção muda, cega e surda, como sempre foram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; O dia mas cinza ainda sinto, como sempre senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; e pra piorar, a liberdade ainda tardia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Isso é verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Risos absurdos se ouvem, como sempre se ouviam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; gargalham os pobre inocentes, como sempre gargalharam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; respiram aliviados, os pobre, inválidos e incompetentes, como sempre quiseram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; continuam calados, sempre erguendo pesos que nunca foram seus, como sempre fizeram e assim querem permanecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; O dia mas negro sinto, como sempre senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; e pra piorar, a liberdade ainda tardia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Quase tudo se acaba aqui, procurei na gramática de minha surrada cidade e não encontrei adjetivos de sucesso, prosperidade, ajuda, satisfação, alegria e etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; O dia mas triste sinto, como sempre senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; e pra piorar, a liberdade ainda tardia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Triste e cruel dúvida antes de começar o tópico, à granja leva a crase ou sem crase,pois mudanças vem acontecendo tanto na ortografia, como na moral.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; O que vínhamos eram marajás, que sustentavam a peso seco de desigualdade e regados a "lava geria" de dinheiro alheios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Despiam-se da mais pura e revoltante cara de pau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Não não diga nada, pois o Dr. pode não aceitar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Não não olhe, o senador pode ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; espere deixe primeiro o homem, depois nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Se cuide, pois sua aparência não é das melhores, é melhor ficar parecido com o velho novo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Uma geração inteira de puxa sacos e que produziu remessas pra duas ou três gerações vindouras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; A mais e mais os tempos parecem que está mudando, pelo menos nossos shows, não tem mais aquelas emoções todas, grandes bandas, grandes circos, mais o que temos de melhor é o palhaço de toda essa palhaçada e cabe a ele grande vais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; O povo precisa de pão e circo, esqueceram muito tempo de alimentar nossas crianças, pois é melhor assim, por que se não nossos ilustres privilegiados da capital, não freqüentaram habib´s e Mcdonald e não darão seus showzinhos particulares em festas de forró. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;" xmlns=""&gt;Tava me perguntando o que escrevo pra retornar com as postagens no blog, já que ele a muito tempo estava quase desativado,sem postagem, sem foto, sem nada,o que posso falar? &lt;br /&gt;
Poxa não sou "twitterman", ou "facebooker", que tem a desgraçada paciência de postar as seguintes  e infames frases;&lt;br /&gt;
-dodói&lt;br /&gt;
- Hoje num to afim de falar nada.&lt;br /&gt;
- Já dormir.&lt;br /&gt;
- Na esquina com meus miguxos mimosos.&lt;br /&gt;
- sem saco;&lt;br /&gt;
Haaaa!!! Basta.Que falta do que dizer, o que tem que ser dito. E ainda o chamam de rede SOCIAL.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;" xmlns=""&gt;Vi alguns dias no Messenger de um amigo que dizia o seguinte, "A verdadeira mudança de Granja vem aí, Aguardem....", pensei, mas que devastadora força é essa?Que mudará tão belo lugar, tão bem assistido na saúde, na educação, um lugar que não vemos corrupção, nem imoralidade?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Existe outros lugares pra ser mudado,aqui não,o povo já ta acostumado em passar necessidades, pedir esmolas e ser subservientes,e parece que passamos muito bem assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Se você estiver em uma sala, escutando o “tic tac” de um relógio, dentro de alguns minutos você pára de escutá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;Quantas vezes vemos uma criança deitada ao relento e nem sequer paramos para perguntar se ela precisa de alguma coisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;É comum vermos nas ruas de nossa cidade, pessoas com fome e sem nenhuma perspectiva de vida.podemos ver facilmente crianças sem escola, sem saúde, sem dignidade pra ser simplesmente uma criança. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;Pessoas dormindo em calçadas a noite sem casa ou moradia, sendo assaltadas, denúncias de corrupção e fingimos que nada acontece. Passamos despercebidos, indiferentes. Deixamos o mal se proliferar diante de nossos olhos e abandonamos qualquer tentativa de tentar mudá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;Pessoas morrem à míngua abaixo de nossos narizes e chegamos a escutar seus gritos de socorros. Mas nada podemos fazer e nada faremos, pois não somos sobrinho, não somos tio, ou mesmo primo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo bem até aí! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;Tava vendo alguns Orkut´s de amigos e vi bem grande e em negrito “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;LUTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;”, fiquei logo perguntando quem seria e se eu também conhecia, quando vem a surpresa, o luto é por alguém que passou na TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2243383984444530862-9071487476493124292?l=opasquimgranjense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"aquele que quer construir valores terá que destruir valores"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 55px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nietzsche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CGEyBAoZR6Y/SPx60iYhxSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5MugcT2PjjA/s1600-h/PALHA_O_TRISTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CGEyBAoZR6Y/SPx60iYhxSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5MugcT2PjjA/s320/PALHA_O_TRISTE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259213507863364898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nada mais me leva a acreditar que democracia é algo frutífero, malfazer das vontades dos necessitados e oprimidos, ofusca os sonhos mais inerentes à liberdade, e aprazível ao olhos do mal, aos devaneios do poder, da luxúria e falsidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;background:#EFF7FF"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mas o problema é q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;tem pessoas que pensam que democracia é  a casa da mãe-joana onde cada um faz o que quer.... mas não é assim.... democracia é responsabilidade de todos... ou seja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;se todos fizerem bem a sua parte... teremos o bom convívio social e teremos nossas liberdades e direitos inalienáveis e a máquina funciona sem problemas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Em meus anos sofridos dentro de universidade aprendi coisas que me deixam até hoje chateado, com a maioria dos meu heróis, pois Sócrates, Platão e Aristóteles formaram os alicerces da tirânica filosofia matematizada que rege a existência do nosso mundo. Realmente eu acreditava que Platão era a favor da democracia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(239, 247, 255); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Temos que destruir: A moral socrática; o dualismo platônico; e o rigor científico aristotélico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;background:#EFF7FF"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Democracia só funciona quando a população tem um nível de educação e cultura elevado, Como nos Países Ricos. O Brasil, (pior ainda, a minha Granja) não pode ainda se dar ao luxo de ter uma democracia. Quando o Brasil começar a fazer investimentos pesados na educação e outras áreas que irão dinamizar o desenvolvimento do país,ai sim o Brasil se tornará um país rico e com possibilidade de implantação de uma democracia.Mas, por enquanto a ditadura ou outras formas de governo que excluíssem a opinião das massas seria o mais indicado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style=" mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Veja a china por exemplo um país em tese comunista, mas com uma economia totalmente capitalista.Lá a ditadura é o governo.Esse governo quando largou de vez a economia dos boçais da direita só fez o país crescer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="line-height:115%;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2243383984444530862-3451558792815338020?l=opasquimgranjense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nesse pequeno aprendizado descobri que as pessoas só são felizes com uma condição: quando conseguem manter a capacidade de sonhar, de almejar algo. No dia em que as pessoas não tiverem mais finalidades ou perderem os “porquês” diante da vida, serão apenas números omissos num esquecido cenário. Sonhar é vislumbrar um futuro mais proveitoso do que o presente, porém pessoas já nascem sem sonhos. O sonho é a imaginação trabalhando aliada a esperança no intuito de transformar fantasia em realidade. O pobre sonha enriquecer, o faminto sonha em comer, o milionário sonha em manter e o político sonha em corromper. A sociedade é sonhadora, pois acredita no tão divulgado poder do voto. Votar é uma conquista, mas não uma garantia de felicidade. Sonhador é aquele que acredita, não desiste jamais, é aquele que ultrapassa as barreiras da razão. Às vezes pessoas querem um simples sonho, mas não conseguem. Poderia até ser aquele sonho que se vende na padaria, mas infelizmente não conseguem. Vemos desigualdades, injustiças, miséria, mas também vemos sonhos perdidos. Futuros incertos são vistos com facilidade, é muita gente sem direção. Será que falta caminho? Será que falta alimentação? Será que falta emprego? Não. Absolutamente não. O que falta é propiciar a essa sociedade apenas oportunidades, ou seja, possibilidade de concretizar seus sonhos de uma forma digna. Governos vão e vem e nada modifica. O prato continua vazio, as mentes continuam vazias e o mundo cada vez mais perdido. São tantas mudanças, tantas invenções. Até a bomba atômica descobriram, a clonagem, a Internet... Porque não descobrem a fórmula da realização dos sonhos. Seria ela a compaixão aliada a comprometimento com uma pitada de atitudes sensatas. Talvez seja, só falta querer. São Juros altos, Incompetência policial, aquecimento Global aonde esse mundo vai parar. A política já perdeu a credibilidade, as mulheres a sua mocidade, os homens a sua severidade, mas não podemos perder a nossa dignidade. 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O mesmo jornal O POVO divulgou essa matéria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opovo.com.br/opovo/politica/823589.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.opovo.com.br/opovo/politica/823589.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seria mesmo correto acreditar nesta pesquisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Estávamos informados sobre o ICOP que não funciona mesmo na Rua Amazonas 261. Pois bem, a respeito da pesquisa feita aqui em Granja que mostra Romeu na frente com uma maioria razoável, se for verdade, ou não, será esclarecido dia 5 de Outubro. Não se vota pelo que uma pesquisa indica, vota-se no candidato que tem melhores propostas para a cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pesquisamos sobre trabalhos realizados pelo ICOP, e encontramos algumas pesquisas feitas por este instituto. Entre essas, uma realizada em Russas em 2000, ou seja, muito tempo para eleições municipais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Link da pesquisa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://diariodonordeste.globo.com/2000/01/20/010041.htm"&gt;http://diariodonordeste.globo.com/2000/01/20/010041.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Na época o candidato Weber Araújo tinha 89% da aprovação, e o mesmo foi eleito com uma maioria considerada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Consta sua vitória no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tre-ce.gov.br/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.tre-ce.gov.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; eleições 2000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;41 Weber Araújo 15679 ELEITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FRANCISCO AGACI FERNANDES DA SILVA 9209 NÃO ELEITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;45 JOÃO BOSCO PAZ REBOUÇAS 2085 NÃO ELEITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;43 MARTA MARIA DANTAS NUNES 1433 NÃO ELEITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No caso de Russas, o ICOP acertou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O dono fala que registrou a empresa em Maracanaú e depois se mudou, mas se for verdade ele cometeu um ato falho, não só para sua empresa como tem que ser uma instituição de pesquisa séria, assim como para si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A respeito do antigo endereço da empresa, existem casos parecidos como a antiga Gráficos Bloch S/A “Revista Manchete”. “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O CNPJ dela ainda mostra o endereço da Rua do Russel, bairro da glória Rio de Janeiro, mas hoje o prédio onde se situava funciona uma faculdade. E a Gráficos Bloch está com situação ativa na Receita Federal.&lt;/span&gt;” (Fonte desconhecida).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2243383984444530862-6528726252949741023?l=opasquimgranjense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   O povoamento do município de Granja, antigamente chamado Macavoqueira e Santa Cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;do Coreaú, foi dos mais antigos que se procedeu na Capitania do Ceará Grande. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Várias tribos habitavam a vasta região beneficiadas pelas ribeiras férteis do rio Coreaú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Nos ídos de 1702, Miguel Machado e seu irmão, receberam, datado de 3 de agosto daquele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ano, no Recife, uma doação de cinco léguas de terras com uma de largo na margem oriental do Rio Coreaú, medindo-as o desembargador Cristovão Soares Reimão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Figuram como primeiros colonizadores desta região Portugueses e Baianos que às voltas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;com os indígenas localizaram-se à margem do rio Coreaú, onde hoje erguida está a cidade de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Granja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   A povoação que se chamou também Ribeira do Coreaú, foi elevada à categoria de vila por&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;alvará de 27 de junho de 1776, com a denominação de Granja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Como fatos marcantes que enriquecem a história de Granja destacam-se a inauguração da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ferrovia aos 15 de janeiro de 1881 e em agosto de 1889 a visita que fez à cidade Conde D`Eu, neto do Rei da França.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Gentílico: Granjense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Formação Administrativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Distrito criado com a denominação de Granja, pela provisão de 30-08-1757.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Elevado à categoria de vila com a denominação de Granja, em 1776. Sede na povoação de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Coreaú ex-Macavoqueira. Não há certeza quanta à data de sua criação, e sendo em disputa cinco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;datas de diversos historiadores; são elas: 26-06, 27-06, 29-06, 27-07 e 29-07, todas do ano de 1776.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Elevado à condição de cidade com a denominação de Granja, pela lei provincial nº 692, de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;03-11-1854.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Pelo ato provincial de 29-09-1874, é criado o distrito de Ubatuba e anexo ao município de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Granja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  Pelo ato provincial de 06-06-1881, é criado o distrito de Angico e anexado ao município de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Granja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Pelo ato provincial de 13-07-1886, é criado o distrito de Parazinho a anexado ao município de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Granja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Em divisão administrativa referente ao ano de 1911, o município aparece constituído de 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;distrtios: Granja, Angico, Chaval, Iboassu, Parazinho, Riachão e Ubatuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Nos quadros de apuração do Recenseamento Geral de I-IX-1920, o município aparece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;constiuído de 9 distritos: Granja, Angico, Chaval, Iboassu, Parazinho, Pitombeiras, Riachão e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ubatuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Pela lei estadual nº 2448, de 30-10-1926, é criado o distrito de São Francisco e anexado ao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;município de Granja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Pelo decreto estadual nº 193, de 20-05-1931, o distrito de Chaval deixa de pertencer ao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;município de Granja, sendo anexado ao município de Quixeramobim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pelo decreto estadual nº 1156, de 04-12-1933, o distrito de Angico, passou a denominar-se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Martinopólis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Em divisão administrativa referente ao ano de 1933, o município é constituído de 8 distritos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Granja, Ibossu, Itaúna, Martinópolis ex-Angico, Parazinho, Riachão, São Francisco e Ubatuba.          Não figurando os distrito de Pitombeiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Pela lei estadual nº 351, de 02-09-1937, o distrito de Iboassú passou a denominar-se São&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Em divisão territorial datada de 31-XII-1937, o município é constituído de 8 distritos: Granja,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Itaúna, Martinópolis, Parazinho, Riachão, São Miguel ex-Ibossu, Ubatuba e São Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Pelo decreto estadual nº 448, de 20-12-1938, o distrito de Itaúna, passou a denominar-se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Timonha. Sob o mesmo decreto o distrito de São Miguel passou a denominar-se Pessoa Anta e São Francisco a denominar-se Coreaú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   No quadro fixado para vigorar no período de 1939-1943, o município é constituído de 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;distritos: Granja, Martinópolis, Parazinho, Pessoa Anta ex-São Miguel, Riachão, Coreaú ex-São&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Francisco, Timonha e Ubatuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Pelo decreto-lei estadual nº 1114, de 30-12-1943, o distrito de Riachão passou a denominarse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Uruoca. So o mesmo decreto o distrito de Ubatuba passou a denominar-se Ibuguaçu e ainda o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;distrito de Coreaú a denominar-se Paracuá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   No quadro fixado para vigorar no período de 1944-1948, o município é constituído de 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;distritos: Granja, Martinópolis, Paracuá ex-Coreaú, Parazinho, Pessoa Anta, Timonha, Ibiguaçu ex-Ubatuba e Uruoca ex-Riachão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2243383984444530862-4178680196041269554?l=opasquimgranjense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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