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Jesus, ao ver o aleijado descido do teto, percebeu que o maior problema dele não era a paralisia que o impedia de caminhar com as pernas, mas a paraplegia do seu coração, espiritualmente morto e incapaz de amar. Foi por isso que, antes de lhe curar o corpo, o Senhor perdoou-lhe primeiro os pecados. Assista à homilia do Padre Paulo Ricardo para esta sexta-feira, dia 14 de janeiro, e peçamos juntos à Virgem Maria que nos conceda a graça de reconhecermos a gravidade do pecado e a necessidade que temos de nos confessar com frequência.

O episódio repercute o fragmento 88 de Heráclito e analisa o movimento de morte e nascimento da política brasileira. Em #podcast e no #youtube #bolsonaro #vida #morte

sem perguntas de absolutamente ninguém.

Chegamos a ocorrências históricas do final do século 18.

Nesta série, vamos abordar todas as teses de repercussão geral do STF, que digam respeito ao direito administrativo. Conheça o nosso trabalho em www.instagram.com/prof.felipedalenogare

E' stato trovato senza vita nella sua casa di Roma l'attore genovese Paolo Calissano. Era disteso sul letto del suo appartamento alla Balduina.

O estado da Bahia contabilizou mais uma morte por consequência das chuvas que atingem a região. O óbito foi registrado na cidade de Ilhéus, no sul do estado. A vítima de afogamento foi um homem, de 45 anos de idade. Ao todo, 25 pessoas perderam a vida na Bahia por conta dos temporais recentes.O governador da Bahia, Rui Costa (PT), anunciou, na rede social Twitter, que o estado aceitará ajuda estrangeira. Costa destacou que não será necessária intermediação da diplomacia brasileira. O Ministério de Relações Exteriores rejeitou, recentemente, ajuda oferecida pelo governo da Argentina, que colocou à disposição os chamados "cascos brancos", que integram um organismo de ajuda humanitária do país vizinho, para prestarem auxílio ao povo baiano.

A autora dos romances "As Parceiras" (1980), "Perdas e Ganhos" (2003) e "O Tigre na Sombra" (2012), que enfrentava um melanoma há sete meses, faleceu enquanto dormia em sua casa.

Nancy: Quando Maria e José trouxeram seu filho recém-nascido para dedicá-lo no templo, eles encontraram um...

563 A morte de Jayadratha Parte 4 by Gloria Arieira

562 A morte de Jayadratha Parte 3 by Gloria Arieira

Morreu neste domingo (26.12) o arcebispo sul-africano Desmond Tutu, dos rostos mais visíveis da luta contra o apartheid. Como é que foram as democracias africanas em 2021? Nesta emissão, escute também mais um episódio da radionovela Learning by Ear - Aprender do Ouvido.

Confira o resumo das notícias desta segunda-feira, 27 de dezembro, relacionadas à pandemia na Austrália.

Le 15 décembre, le gouvernement français a annoncé la création d'une mission ministérielle sur les adoptions internationales illégales. Pendant des décennies, de nombreux enfants ont été adoptés dans des conditions floues en France, mais aussi dans d'autres pays européens comme la Belgique. Exemple avec Coline Fanon, adoptée à 11 mois au Guatemala par un couple belge, à la fin des années 1980. Trente ans plus tard, à la recherche de ses origines, elle découvre qu'elle n'a pas été abandonnée par sa mère biologique, mais volée à l'hôpital et vendue sous le couvert d'une adoption internationale à l'issue de plusieurs mois de séquestration. À sa mère biologique, il avait été dit, à l'hôpital, que le nouveau-né était mort. La jeune femme raconte son histoire dans un livre intitulé « Maman, je ne suis pas morte », et sa vie avec deux identités puisque tous ses actes de naissance et d'adoption ont été falsifiés : Coline Fanon en Belgique et Mariela SR au Guatemala. Elle préside aujourd'hui la fondation Racines perdues, qui aide à réunir, si elles le souhaitent, les familles victimes de ce trafic d'être humains.

Perché ci si bacia sotto il vischio? Andiamo a scoprire insieme la leggenda all'origine di questa usanza un po' speciale. Buon Natale!~.~.~Voce e testo: Lucia L. FerrariMusiche: Kingsley Elliot Kaye

Sono passati più di 8 anni dal ritrovamento del corpo del capo della comunicazione della banca di Siena, precipitato dalla finestra del suo ufficio. Secondo due inchieste, l'uomo si è tolto la vita per le tensioni dell'epoca, quando l'istituto di credito sprofondò nella crisi. Ma i lavori della Commissione d'inchiesta parlamentare hanno prodotto nuove testimonianze, che danno forza a quanti dubitano della versione ufficiale: Claudio Bozza e Antonella Mollica raccontano la storia dall'inizio.Per altri approfondimenti:- Morte di David Rossi, spuntano 61 foto e 2 video inediti. La commissione d'inchiesta: “Vanno resi pubblici” https://bit.ly/3yTn2ik- David Rossi e il mistero dell'ultima telefonata: dai tabulati non risulta https://bit.ly/3eiNMPG- Mps, simulata la morte di David Rossi. Sulle telefonate una perizia del Ros https://bit.ly/3mrkvXg

Ottavia Niccoli"Morte al filatoio"Vallecchi Firenzehttps://www.vallecchi-firenze.it/Bologna, 9 novembre 1592: don Tomasso, che dirige l'ospizio di San Biagio, viene coinvolto mentre è al Tribunale del Torrone in una denuncia per diffamazione voluta da Violante, una donna che un libello anonimo accusa di aver avvelenato il marito. Il notaio Martini, inquirente amico del prete, gli chiede in via non ufficiale di prendere informazioni da don Lucio, il sacerdote che ha proceduto al funerale e che forse è stato anche l'amante della donna. Nel frattempo, don Tomasso apprende da due ragazzini rifugiatisi all'ospizio, Ettore e Gian Andrea, che il primo ha appena visto il cadavere di una giovane donna nei sotterranei del filatoio di tal Righi. Il corpo, gettato nel canale, verrà infatti ritrovato di lì a poco. La morta risulta essere una lavorante del Righi, Caterina Pancaldi, e l'esame autoptico dichiara che ha perso da poco la verginità. Partono quindi tre processi: quello per il libello, quello per avvelenamento del marito di Violante e quello per "la putta" trovata nel canale. Mentre si svolgono gli interrogatori, don Tomasso aiutato da Gian Andrea prosegue nella ricerca di ipotesi e indizi per incastrare l'omicida.Ottavia Niccoli, già docente alle Università di Bologna e Trento, è autrice di saggi su Rinascimento e Riforma editi da Einaudi e Laterza, noti e tradotti a livello internazionale. Morte al filatoio è il suo primo romanzo.IL POSTO DELLE PAROLEascoltare fa pensarehttps://ilpostodelleparole.it/

Esta é a Escola Sabatina Online da IASD Fonseca (#ES3ponto0). Obtenha sua lição e nos acompanhe! Áudios todos os dias!A lição pode ser acessada gratuitamente no link abaixo:https://mais.cpb.com.br/licao/Para versão impressa: https://www.cpb.com.br/classificacao/index/300/campanhas/licoes-2021Tema: A verdade presente em DeuteronômioLição da semana: N° 13 - A ressurreição de Moisés

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560 A morte de Jayadratha Parte 1 by Gloria Arieira

561 A morte de Jayadratha Parte 2 by Gloria Arieira

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Depois do Rio de Janeiro e São Paulo, outros quatro Estados registram aumento nos casos de gripe, causada principalmente pelo vírus Influenza A H3N2. Os surtos epidêmicos acontecem na Bahia, Espírito Santo, Amazonas e Rondônia em momento atípico. A circulação do vírus não é comum neste período de temperaturas elevadas. O pacote eleitoral do presidente Jair Bolsonaro para buscar a sua reeleição em 2022 pode ter um custo superior a R$ 90 bilhões, mais do que o dobro previsto para o rombo nas contas do governo no ano que vem. E ainda: a vacinação de crianças contra a covid que só deve começar no ano que vem e os primeiros julgamentos do novo ministro do STF André Mendonça. Ouça estas e outras notícias desta sexta-feira, 17, no “Eldorado Expresso”. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

À l'occasion des 150 ans de la Commune de Paris, dernière révolution en date de l'histoire de France, on part sur les traces de ces évènements qui ont marqué les esprits, la capitale et son peuple parisien. Car du 18 mars au 28 mai 1871, pendant 72 jours, s'est jouée une tentative inédite de République démocratique et sociale, réprimée finalement dans un bain de sang, de siège en barricades, du centre de Paris à ses faubourgs, entre Versaillais et Communards.    150 ans plus tard, la mémoire de cette insurrection populaire et ouvrière divise encore et ravive les clivages politiques. Largement absente du récit républicain, des grandes commémorations nationales ou des manuels scolaires, il faut donc aller chercher cette histoire, à même le pavé parisien, afin d'en saisir les enjeux, les idéaux dont elle était porteuse et la répression dont elle a fait l'objet. C'est ce qu'a fait Sarah Lefèvre, de la Butte aux Cailles à la Butte Montmartre, des Tuileries au Père Lachaise, à la rencontre de celles et ceux qui entretiennent la mémoire de la Commune de Paris et cherchent à la conjuguer au temps présent. «La Commune de Paris n'est pas morte» : une série en deux épisodes de Sarah Lefèvre, initialement diffusés en mai 2021.   Pour aller plus loin : - À lire : - « La Commune de 1871 expliquée en images », de Laure Godineau, Éditions Seuil (2021) - « La Semaine sanglante », de Michèle Audin, Éditions Libertalia (2021) - « Paris 1871, l'histoire en marche, 21 circuits pédestres sur les traces de la Commune », de Josef Ulla, aux Éditions libertaires (2020)   - « La Commune, Histoire et souvenirs », de Louise Michel, Éditions La Découverte-Poche (2015) - « Souvenirs d'une morte vivante, une femme dans la Commune de 1871 », de Victorine Brocher, Éditions Libertalia (2017) - « L'Insurgé », de Jules Vallès, éditions Livre de Poche (1972).   - À voir : - Le film référence « La Commune (Paris, 1871) », de Peter Watkins, 2000. À visionner sur le site de la plateforme documentaire Tënk - Le film « Les Damnés de la commune », documentaire de Raphaël Meyssan, 2019.

[warning - mature situations, foul language and violence] An ornery old woman takes on all comers in defense of her family and her freedom - even the Devil and Death!  Cast List Maggie - Julie Hoverson Nursey - Robyn Keyes  Bertha - Rhys TM Barry - Mr. Synyster Kev - Michael Coleman (Tales of the Extraordinary) Jemma - Gwendolyn-Jensen Woodard (Gypsy Audio) Morte - Russell Gold Devil -Jack Kincaid (Edict Zero) Ted - Russell Gold Spike - Paul Mannering (Brokensea Audio) Other Bikers -  Brandon O'Brien; Bill Hollweg Music:  Kevin MacLeod (Incompetech.com) Editing and Sound:   Julie Hoverson Cover Photo:  Elizabeth Flores       (courtesy of Stock Xchange.com) "What kind of a place is it?  Why it's a recovery ward, can't you tell?" ***************************************** CRUMPING THE DEVIL Cast: [Opening credits - Olivia] Maggie Kev/"the Maniac", grandson Bertha, the manipulative daughter Barry, Bertha's bastard husband Nursey Morte Satan Jemma, the pregnant wimp daughter Ted, Jemma's abusive bastard husband Spike, violent biker OLIVIA     Did you have any trouble finding it?  What do you mean, what kind of a place is it?  Why, it's a recovery ward, can't you tell?  MUSIC AMBIANCE    Hospital, beeps etc. MAGGIE    [talking on phone]  I don't give a flying rat's flaming anus how good a job he does! Shall I roll past your garage and post photos of what he did to his wife?  Perhaps I should leave a nice big bloodstain on your doorstep with the words wifebeater scrawled on the pavemment - don't think I won't! PATIENT    [groan] MAGGIE    [up] Stuff it! [back on phone] Oh, yes!  [evil laugh] You come down here and say that to my face - I'll call the press.  [delighted laugh] I can just see the rags with you beating up a helpless gran in a wheelchair.  Tough guy!  SOUND    DOOR OPENS, FEET COME IN NURSEY    Now, now - phone time's over.  Time to say goodbye to all your friends. MAGGIE    Bugger off, stay-puft. NURSEY    [tsks]  SOUND    PHONE GRABBED AND HUNG UP FORCEFULLY NURSEY    Dear, dear - no need to drive up your blood pressure.  You need to stay calm, ducks, and get your rest. SOUND    CURTAIN PULLED AROUND BED MAGGIE    I'm ordering prunes!  Lots of prunes!  Just so you have to clean up the mess when they come out the other end! NURSEY    My, my - but I'm not here all the time. MAGGIE    [snarled] I have your schedule memorized. MUSIC BERTHA    Mother, you need to be rational about this.  This is your fourth hospitalization this year - you've reached a point where you need someone to look after you.  MAGGIE    Visiting nurse comes by twice a week.  BERTHA     [prompting] Barry! BARRY    What if you... fall? MAGGIE    I have this very special invention.  It allows me to magically contact help when I need it.  BARRY    Oh, what? MAGGIE    It's called a cellphone, you scrofulous prick.  I'll wear it on a lanyard if it'll make you piss off.  Now get your sorry arses out of my sickroom. PATIENT    Go away. MAGGIE    See?  Even that bastard hates you. BERTHA    No mother, we're not leaving until we get this settled. MAGGIE    Nurse! BARRY    There is a button-- MAGGIE    Fuck off - this annoys her more.  Nurse! SOUND    DOOR OPENS, FEET COME IN SLOWLY KEV    H'lo Gran.  [reluctant] Mum.  [distasteful] Barry.    MAGGIE    Who the bloody buggery hell are you supposed to be? BERTHA    Oh, heavens, her memory is going! MAGGIE    Don't get your hopes up, arse-face.  Are you trying to tell me the fruit of your sweaty loins-- BERTHA    [gasp] MAGGIE    --has taken to running about dressed as sir poncy de leon? KEV    I'm Hamlet. MAGGIE    [laughing wickedly] Go on!  You?  You can't memorize the balance of your overdraft!  Come on then, soliloquize us! KEV    [chuckles] It's a sales promotion for a mattress shop.  To sleep or not to sleep, all that bollocks. BERTHA    [muttered] I just don't know where he gets this language from. MAGGIE    Oh, god - if you're truly that fucking dense, I wish I was your father so at least I'd have some slight glimmer of hope that you weren't mine! SOUND    DOOR OPENS, NURSEY FEET ENTER NURSEY    Come, come - let's keep it all nice and civil, there are other people in this hospital, you know. MAGGIE    Well, there must be people somewhere, but there's a couple of wankers in here.  Bugger off, knot-knickers.  BERTHA    [gasp, then affronted noises as she leaves] SOUND    FEET STORM OUT NURSEY    Dear, dear.  Poor old Maggie's being deserted. MAGGIE    Your turn, then isn't it, blancmange?  Shuffle off and fetch something, would you?  ...Like a stick? NURSEY    Tsk Tsk.  You really need to-- MAGGIE    You, hey you in the tights.  You stay.  [beat]  Gotta catflap in those bonbon knickers? KEV    No, gran. NURSEY    [psst, then confidential] Young man, you haven't brought her any alcohol have you? KEV    No - no!  What sort of grandson would that make me?  No bottle on me anywhere, [leering] want to pat me down? NURSEY    [oblivious] No, no!  Five minutes, then visiting hours are over. SOUND    HER FEET LEAVE, DOOR SHUTS MAGGIE    [hushed] You did bring me something, didn't you?  You are aware I think you're the least worthless of all my pathetic offspring? SOUND    PLASTIC BAG OUT OF POCKET KEV    Love you too, gran.  I remember how much you complained last time of not being able to find a place to light one up, so I baked you some brownies. MAGGIE    You?  Baked?  KEV    I'm a sensitive new age type of bloke.  I can make a mix.  SOUND    OPENING PLASTIC BAG MAGGIE    [sniffs] Nice.  You didn't skimp on the "spices." SOUND    TAP ON THE DOOR NURSEY    Time's up! KEV    Stuff em somewhere.  Size of that cow, she probably snaps up everyone's sweeties.   MAGGIE    I think she just eats patients-- SOUND    DOOR OPENS MAGGIE    [louder] --mostly the males. KEV    [wincey noise] Ooh... MUSIC MAGGIE    [into phone, trying to be quiet] --the Maniac left me a mobile. Have you tracked down Python yet, then?  [beat, then getting loud]  Sod it!  I thought you bastards had better legal these days! SOUND     QUIETLY DOOR OPENS, SLOW FOOTSTEPS ENTER MAGGIE    There must be someone there whose tattooes run more than knickers deep!  [beat]  Fine, I'll call the-- SOUND    CURTAIN SWEPT ASIDE SUDDENLY MAGGIE    [gasp] Bugger me! SOUND    MUFFLED VOICE AS SHE HIDES THE PHONE, BEEPING, TRYING TO TURN IT OFF MORTE    Madame?  I believe you are expecting me. MAGGIE    Riiight.  Middle of the night, hospital room.  Must be the stripper.  Where's your music? MORTE    [startled] Um, no, I-- MAGGIE    Well, you can't be a doctor - they've all gone home.  We're in the hands of the sadists and the diapers. MORTE    The what? MAGGIE    Nurses and interns.  Look, It's late and I'm a bit too knackered to abuse you properly, so tell me who you bleeding think you are so you can sod off! MORTE    [trying to get his spooky back on] I'm... death. MAGGIE    Pull the other one - it spits. MORTE    No, really.  I'm... death. MAGGIE    Always thought you'd be Welsh.  So what are you doing swotting around here?  I'm not dead.  The infernal pinging thing says so. MORTE    But you are old [spooky] ...and dying. MAGGIE    [getting mad] So they keep fucking telling me, but I've never been one for following orders.  If you're really the angel of death, why are you wearing such a for-fucks-sake ugly suit?  And where's your bleeding scythe?  Can't be death without a jolly great scythe, can you, now? MORTE    Oh, please - this is the 21st century. MAGGIE    First piece of sense to come out of your festering gob, you git.  Now bugger off - I'm knackered, but I'm not ready for the tip yet. MORTE    You will see me again tomorrow. MAGGIE    Tell you what - you come back during visiting hours and I'll get my bastard son-in-law to drop in.  All I have to do is wave money anywhere within ten kilometers of my Jemma and that bastard appears like bleeding magic. MORTE    But I-- MAGGIE    Him you can take, with all my heartfelts.  If you're not going to make yourself useful, though, you can piss off and stay there. SOUND    FISHES OUT THE PHONE AND DIALS MORTE     [affronted, huffy] You're not supposed to have a mobile in the hospital. MAGGIE    Fuck off. [into phone]  Spike? MORTE    You have a friend named Spike? MAGGIE    [into phone] No, that's not a cop - just some prat trying to sell me life insurance.  Are you Spike? MORTE    You're really going to just ignore me? MAGGIE    Hold on. [hand over phone] Sorry, didn't mean to leave you hanging like that.  You're right, I should finish with you before making my calls.  So if you would kindly FUCK OFF?  Good.  [back to phone]  God, these bleeding salesmen.  They're like some damn pet pekingese - no balls but still won't stop humping once they get a grip on your leg. MORTE    Well, I- I-I- never! MAGGIE     Spike?  Great - what would it take to get some help with a problem? SOUND    MORTE'S FEET STORM OUT, DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS. MAGGIE    Nice!  Hold that thought, and I'll ring you back tomorrow - that twat's just gone to grass on me to the warden. MUSIC AMB     HOSPITAL ROOM - NOT SO URGENT.  NO PINGING THING. SOUND    TAP ON DOOR, THEN DOOR OPENS WITHOUT WAITING SOUND    WHEELCHAIR BEING PUSHED IN JEMMA    [weak, hopeful] Hello?  [down] Mum. MAGGIE    [trying to be calm and quiet] Jemma.  NURSEY    Here we all are then. SOUND    DOOR SWINGS SHUT NURSEY    Ready for a nice litle family chat. MAGGIE    Just ignore her.  [deep breath] They say you're going home soon. JEMMA    I'm all right. [she's not] MAGGIE    I'll see to it, someone drops around and keeps an eye on you. JEMMA    I'll be careful.  [not very convincing] Won't walk into any more... doors. MAGGIE    [getting a bit annoyed] Won't walk into any more fists, more like. JEMMA    [upset, "not in front of the nurse"] Mum!       MAGGIE    She's heard worse.  Haven't you, snowball? NURSEY    [affirming, acerbic] From you alone. MAGGIE    [snort of laughter, then serious]  So, when can I kill him? JEMMA    What? MAGGIE    That cocksucker husband of yours. JEMMA    Mother! MAGGIE    You can't say you don't want him dead.  Bertha keeps pissing on and on about my hospital record - you're leagues ahead of me.  Between the times he's knocked you up and the times he's knocked you down, it's amazing they don't just name a suite for you and give you your own key. JEMMA    [crying]  He doesn't mean to-- MAGGIE    [losing it]  Doesn't mean to!  What, he was cleaning his swotting great fist and it went off!?  Or the other part - dearie, you get preggers every time that arsehole even wanks in your direction.  You'd be much better off without him. JEMMA    He loves me. MAGGIE    Oh, god - we are not having this discussion again.  JEMMA    And we have eight children to look after - nine, soon. MAGGIE    [softer again]  It's all right then? JEMMA    [barely able to talk] Yes.  MAGGIE    Jems, that son of a syphilitic whore punched you - punched a pregnant woman, let alone a pregnant woman he claims to care for - in the bloody stomach.  JEMMA    [breaks into tears] NURSEY    Oh, look at the time.  Come along Maggie, musn't be late on your pills! MAGGIE    [yelling as they leave] Get it through your sodding thick skull - He DID MEAN IT!  MUSIC SOUND    NIGHT, PINGING, ETC. SOUND     MAGGIE MUNCHING ON SOMETHING SOUND     DOOR OPENS, SLOW FOOSTEPS (two sets) SOUND    PLASTIC BAG RATTLES AS IT'S HIDDEN MAGGIE    [sucking stuff out of her teeth]  Who's there? SOUND    CURTAIN PULLED ASIDE MAGGIE    [disgusted noise] Oh, it's just you.  Piss off. MORTE    I told you I would return. MAGGIE    And take my soul blah blah blah.  I have you sussed, you wanker. MORTE    Sussed?  I already told you - I'm death. MAGGIE    Right.  And I have a daughter who would like nothing more than to have her dear old mum babbling on about meeting death in the flesh - all so she can have me declared non compos and shoved away in some shithole of a home while she sends all my odds and sods to auction "on my behalf".  Piss off, and tell her she can piss off too. SATAN    [explosive laugh] MORTE    See?  I told you. MAGGIE    Told me what?  You're not making sense, the curtain is laughing like a drain, and I'm not that stoned. SOUND    CURTAIN OPENS FURTHER WITH A DRAMATIC SWEEP MORTE    She surely is the most frightful woman I've seen in years. SATAN    I like it. MAGGIE    And who are you supposed to be?  Revival of the Rocky Horror show? SATAN    [laughs harder] MORTE    He's the devil. MAGGIE    Well I knew he wasn't a doctor - not dressed like that.  [sigh] SATAN    [laughing subsides] MAGGIE    Are you done?  I wouldn't want to waste a good insult on you when you can't hear it properly. SATAN    [chuckles, but stops himself]  Go on. MAGGIE    Dressed like that, you look like Sir Elton John vomited all over you. SATAN    [chuckles] MAGGIE    And I suspect that'd be rare, since he's probably got a strong gag reflex. SATAN    [a moment, then a gasp as he gets it, then uproarious laughter] MAGGIE    Told you it was a good one. [joins in] MORTE    I don't get it. MAGGIE    Oh, god.  You need to loosen the fuck up.  [evil chuckle]  Here.  Have a brownie. MORTE    A brownie?  Ooh.  Chocolate is my weakness. SOUND    RATTLE OF PLASTIC MAGGIE    Death and chocolate - imagine that.  How about you, Gary Glitter? SATAN    Well, if you're offering. [They munch for a minute] MORTE    Interesting [licks his lips, speculatively] ...aftertaste. MAGGIE    Old family recipe.  The maniac bakes them for me.  Don't tell the nurse - she's already thirteen stone. MORTE    [snorts]  Oh goodness! SATAN    [giggles uncontrollably] SOUND    CELL PHONE RINGS MAGGIE    Scuse me for a minute, will you? [they murmur assent] SOUND    PHONE ACTIVATED MAGGIE    Yeah?  Is this Spike?  Then who the bloody hell--  [pleased] Really? MORTE    [confiding, but loopy] Shouldn't have  mobile in hospital.   SATAN    Might call for help? [they both laugh] MAGGIE    You up for it, then?  More the merrier, I always say.  [beat]  Oh, dead may be overkill, but I wouldn't shed any tears.  Mostly I'd prefer him unable to fuck, or walk for at least a year - no, never again on the first - can you manage that? SATAN    [awed] What?  Did I hear you--? MAGGIE    Shut it.  [on phone]  Candy striper.  You know, one of those new homosexual ones.  [back on topic] So, you can handle it? SATAN    I'll have you know-- MAGGIE    [covers phone] Everyone knows you swing both ways - the devil can fuck with anyone. SATAN    Well [trying not to laugh], if you put it that way [bursts into hilarity again] MAGGIE    Great - when?  [upset] Weekend?  Not sooner?  They'll be sending her home tomorrow! MORTE    I thought you were talking about a man?  Who you don't want to be able to-- MAGGIE    Fine.  [annoyed] I'll try and get out of here too, then shall I?  No I bloody well can't talk them into letting her stay-- MORTE    --to [uncomfortable] "do it"-- SATAN    Just say "fuck." MORTE    [affronted] No. SATAN    Come on, I dare you. MAGGIE    Shut up or piss off.  I'm almost finished.  [into phone]  Saturday night, then?  Call me Thursday, same time, and I'll say where.  Brilliant.  SOUND    PHONE OFF MORTE    So is it? MAGGIE    Is it what, arse-face? MORTE    Is it a man or a woman? SATAN    He means who are you talking on the phone about? MAGGIE    I've got some friends of a-- MORTE    --questionable moral character? MAGGIE    Well, they do call themselves the Bastards of Carnage, so that might be a clue - Anyway, I've arranged will ... have a chat with ... my daughter's oozing sore of a so-called husband. MORTE    And you don't want him to be able to-- MAGGIE    And they won't be as kind as a vetrinarian. SATAN    Well!  [lip smacking noises]  Have you any more of those brownies? MUSIC AMB    MAGGIE'S ROOM KEV    I hear they're letting you go? MAGGIE    They have to get sick of me eventually. KEV    Are you doing all right?  Really? MAGGIE    Healthy as a horse.  [sighs] One of those swayback cartoon nags with glue factory stamped on them.  You know what your evil bitch of a mother is trying to do to me? KEV    Would it be so bad? MAGGIE    Et tu, wanker? KEV    No!  I'm really just curious.  MAGGIE    Well, quite apart from the horrors of loss of control over your life, the fact that they will likely frown on my extensive collection of filthy artwork, and having to obey people whose nappies I might have changed, it's the piss. KEV    Piss? MAGGIE    At your age, piss is still romantic.  Getting yourself well and truly pissed, pissing in the snow, nasty piss-scented alleys where you buy happy little packages - piss hasn't lost its shine. KEV    Oh? MAGGIE    By the time you get old, piss is the thing you fear the most.  Your own, someone else's - fuck death, fuck the devil, if there was a sodding god of piss we'd all be sacrificing virgin sheep to him just to make him stay the fuck away.  That's what those places are, Kev.  [solemn] They are where piss goes to die.  The smell, the damp, the feel in the air.  As long as I can still hold my water and get myself in and out of the bogatory, it's my bleeding right to look after myself.  KEV    [serious] All right. MAGGIE    [fierce again] Next time you feel yourself getting curious, darling beast, just swot on down to the crystal lights retirement complex - you don't even have to go inside, just stand downwind and have a good long whiff.  MUSIC AMB    NIGHTTIME AGAIN MAGGIE    [anxious sigh, then fretting] What is the bloody holdup?  I said-- SOUND    PHONE BUZZES, TURNED ON MAGGIE    Finally!  Took your goddamn time, didn't you?  [beat]  So Jemma phoned you - God, how I spewed forth such a spineless cow, I've no idea.  [beat, then disgusted]  Oh, right, the bloody money - that's the only thing you give a shit about, isn't it? MAGGIE    Don't bother, you mealy mouthed two faced prick!  I know just how much you care for your wife - I've seen the sodding medical charts.  [beat]  Blah Blah Blah.  Blah Blah Blah.  Course you have a problem - you're still fucking breathing.  I am planning on fixing that, you know.  [beat]  [chuckles nastily]  Wouldn't you like to know?  I'll tell you when, though - give you something to stew about, you arsehole - Saturday night.  You'd best watch your step, cause you may not realize it, but I have friends in low, low places, and they just love an excuse to beat some bastard to holy fuck and back!  [beat]  What do you mean, how are they going to find you?  They're probably already watching you.  Run if you want, but unless you find some way to get me first, they will get you.  SOUND    PHONE SHUT OFF SATAN    Was that really a good idea? SOUND    QUIET FOOTSTEPS APPROACH MAGGIE    What, impressed? SATAN    Yes and no.  I like your intensity, but you shouldn't have warned him. MAGGIE    Betcha I know what I'm doing. SATAN     [seriously] Let me think about it. MAGGIE    So, what's the pitch tonight?  And where's the undertaker? SATAN    He's a very busy entity.  He's already wasted rather a lot of time trying to impress you. MAGGIE    Why impress me - isn't he fucking all-powerful death?  Doesn't he just whisk people off and bobs your uncle, you're hip deep in the bleeding river styx? SATAN    Styx?  Well, I'm impressed-- MAGGIE    [dismissively] Beer mat trivia.  So it's just you and me tonight, is it?  Pity - I haven't had a really good threesome since 1968. SATAN    [chortle] MAGGIE    Right, laughing boy.  Either you dropped in for more of the maniac's brownies, or you want something from me, and I don't fancy myself so fucking entertaining that I'd drag you away from the torture telly. SATAN    Torture? MAGGIE    Bleeding heart chat shows and those so-called game shows where people swallow foul things that haven't even taken them to dinner and a picture first. SATAN    [sigh] Bloody hell - it's getting so hard to frighten people these days.  You say you'll stick a red-hot poker up the bum and half say "been there, done that". MAGGIE    Well, I've been and done around in my time.  Are you planning to try and scare the crap out of me? SATAN    Really, I just follow Morty around, since once he lets on he's coming for someone, it's usually a piece of piss to get them to agree to sell their soul... MAGGIE    [bark of laughter] A bit like when a bloody great hurricane hits and all the bastard insurance salesmen clean up selling storm coverage? SATAN    A bit.  So.  You selling? MAGGIE    Blunt, aren't you? SATAN    I feel we've gone a bit beyond a sales pitch here. MAGGIE    So?  I sell my soul and you - what?  Give me my greatest wish?  I assume immortality is only on the high shelf - the one you can't ever knock down enough sodding bottles to win. SATAN    What do you want? MAGGIE    [thinks, then]  No.  Two reasons.  First, I still believe you're some starving artist Bertha paid to come round and chat me up.  Second, I might have a mouth like a public urinal, but I still read my classics.  Monkey's Paw?  Nothing good ever comes from a bad deal.  SATAN    It's not my fault if people don't take time to read the small print.   MAGGIE    You ponder enough, there's always a way to bugger the customer.  If nothing else - just send the damn thing round unassembled, with instructions in fucking Parsi. SATAN    [laughing again] I do like you. MAGGIE    Can't say you're the worst bastard I've had to deal with in my whole sodding life. SATAN    Tell you what - just to prove that I am what I claim to be, how about a freebie? MAGGIE    I draw the line at giving up my favors for anything less than a fiver. SATAN    [chuckling] No, I mean I'll do something for you.  No strings.  Cross my heart. MAGGIE    You're not planning to bugger me on this? SATAN    What would it get me, until I get a signature on the dotted line?  It can't be anything huge - I'll not cure cancer or feed the world's hungry-- MAGGIE    Sod the hungry.  Too many bloody people clogging up the sewer we call the world anyway. SATAN    --or make you healthy. MAGGIE    [grim] Yeah, right. SATAN    Something short term and simple. MAGGIE    I got it.  And if you do it, I promise to take under consideration that you might actually be the bleeding king of the underworld.  Right? SATAN    Ask and it shall be done. MAGGIE    Right.  Now you have to wait until I say "done" before you go swotting off and do this - I want every bloody condition met.  SATAN    [very serious] Very well. MAGGIE    With no harm to either of them, in the immediate or long term, I want something to happen that will keep Jemma in hospital until Sunday.  Can you do me that?  Suspicious skin condition, something - and this is the part that if you fuck me I will find a way to rip your bollocks off - it has to be something that won't hurt the baby.  Right, uh... [thinking, then] Fuck.  Done. SATAN    [dead serious]  I see.  Agreed.  [beat, then a bit hesitant]  You wouldn't happen to have any of those brownies, would you? MUSIC SOUND    WHEELING DOWN A HOSPITAL HALL NURSEY    Doctor says you're just about well enough to leave.  MAGGIE    [snarl] Lovely.  NURSEY    Probably tomorrow - just in time for the weekend. MAGGIE    [snarl] Can't think of anything that would brighten my day more. SOUND    DOOR OPENS BERTHA    Oh!  Here she is. MAGGIE    Oh, bollocks, who decided to shit all over my parade? BERTHA    Mother! MAGGIE    Technically.  Can you at least keep your festering gob shut until this pelican gets me settled?  It's humiliating enough to be jumbled around like someone's sodding laundry, but to have an audience is just the bloody capper. BERTHA     Mother, this is too important to wait. MAGGIE    Fine.  Talk. BERTHA    I brought you the brochures-- MAGGIE    [somewhat muffled] Talk over.  Fuck off. BERTHA    Mother!  You must admit you need care.  You can't-- MAGGIE    I can!  You'll never get an agreement from me to being stuck in your fucking P-O-W camp, and if you even think about trying to  prove me incompetent, I will change my will and put Jemma in charge. BERTHA    [indignant] Jemma!  She doesn't --- She has too many... children... to look after! MAGGIE    [smug] And a bastard husband who will go through the bulk of my money in a week or two, slick as snot.  BERTHA    Besides, Jemma's going to be a bit longer here herself.  Some weird rash has cropped up that they want to keep for observation. MAGGIE    [at a loss]  Really?  [swallows, then her beligerance returns]  Devil only knows how that happened.  Right.  Now, I'm tired and you need to PISS OFF. BERTHA    This is not over! SOUND    FEET STORM OUT, DOOR SLAMS NURSEY    And what's wrong with a little care? MAGGIE    You. MUSIC SOUND    NIGHTTIME MAGGIE    All right, you pouffy bastard - come out. SATAN    [tsks]  Names? MAGGIE    Endearments, darling beast.  So what did you do to my idiot daughter? SATAN    You asked for a skin disease - I gave you one.  Shouldn't even be much scarring. MAGGIE    Scars she's used to.  I'll send her a bloody great tub of aloe vera.  Or will it to her.  I meant to ask, when can I expect another visit from lord stick up his bum? SATAN    Death?  About a week.  Maybe less.  MAGGIE    And then--? SATAN    [final, agreeing] And then.  You ready to sign on? MAGGIE    I'll read the bloody fine print first. SATAN    [chuckling, evilly] You may not have time - there's a helluva lot of fine print. MAGGIE    [chukles evilly back]  Hand it over. SOUND    HUGE SHEAF OF PAPER HITS THE TABLE WITH A THUD MAGGIE    Bugger me! SATAN    There may be an easier way. MAGGIE    Than buggering me?  What's that, then? SATAN    A bet.  MAGGIE    A bet? SATAN    You suggested it yourself last night.  I asked if you know what you're doing, and you-- MAGGIE    [considering, then quietly] I spoke very loosely. SATAN    The devil is in the details.  [laughs] MAGGIE    How do I prove I won, and what do I get? SATAN    What you get - hmm - I'll get Morty off your back, for, say, ten years?    MAGGIE    Is that all? SATAN    Who do you think I am, bloody Oprah? MAGGIE    That has to come with two things-- SATAN    I said-- MAGGIE    I have to be in at least as good health as I am now the entire time - no fucking coma for ten years - and abso-fucking-lutely no bloody nursing home.  I'll live on the kerb before I'll-- SATAN    Done. MAGGIE    And if I lose? SATAN    I get your soul - immediately. MAGGIE    So the bet is I know what I'm doing - how do I prove I won?  SATAN    What are you trying to accomplish? MAGGIE    Oh, no - I'm not giving you any chance to play silly beggars with my plans.  Suffice to say that after Saturday night I will still be the one smiling? SATAN    Hmm - give me a few more of those brownies and you have a deal. MUSIC SOUND    DOOR OPENS, WHEELCHAIR ENTERS MAGGIE    Jems? JEMMA    [weak, but better than before] Yes?  MAGGIE    They say you're to stay here a few more days. JEMMA    It's this bloody rash.  [itching noise] NURSEY    Now now, you know you're not supposed to-- MAGGIE    [weary] Bugger off Moby Dick.  Jems, I'm going home now, they say, and - uh - this weekend should be bloody interesting. JEMMA    [dull] Of course, mum.  You have someone to look in on you?  Bertha? MAGGIE    Only if I want to sign my away my soul.  [laughs uncomfortably]  Nah, I've talked Kev into roughing it with me for the weekend. JEMMA    [a bit disbelieving] Oh.  Yeah.  Good. MUSIC KEV    [muffled, nervous, on the phone]  Of course this is her bloody mobile!  She's asleep.  [beat]  Fuck no, I won't!  You can haul your own bleeding carcass in here and do your own dirty work.  [beat, sarcastic]  Ri-i-ight.  No, you don't understand - I'm rather fond of the old bag-- [beat]  Well, yeah, there is a toady element to it, but we get on, gran and me.  I'd just as soon have her around a while longer.  [beat]  Ain't impossible, innit?  She is meeting her solicitor next-- [beat] Oh, you didn't know that yet, did you?  [beat, then cowed]  Y‑yeah, I know--  No!  No, don't go to the cops.  I'll--  [beaten] I'll leave latch up, then, shall I? MUSIC [very ominous] SOUND     DOOR OPENS VERY CAREFULLY.  SOUND OF GENTLE WHEEZY BREATHING.  SLOW CREAKING FOOTFALLS.  TED    [muttering]  Stupid bloody old cow.  Have my guts for garters will she?  Hah!  SOUND     CREEPING GETS CLOSER TO THE BREATHING. TED    Once we've got your fucking money, you old bitch, Jemma'n me'll be just bloody fine.   SOUND    LIGHT SWITCH TURNED ON MAGGIE    [casual, off in a corner] Oh, right.  Tickety-bloody-boo. TED    [whirling]  You insane bitch!  [unsure] Wait!  If you're over there in the shadows, then who's in the sodding bed? SOUND     BEDCLOTHES FLUNG BACK KEV    [flamey] 'elo, luv! TED    What kind of bloody game are you playing? MAGGIE     Hmm.  Red Rover.  Red Rover, red rover, send the donkey's scrotum over. TED     Two to one?  The mummy and the weasel.  I can take the both of you!  [yells and runs at her] SOUND     RUNNING FEET, BROUGHT TO A SUDDEN HALT TED    [urk] SOUND     BODY DROP SPIKE    [chuckles nastily] No, me old son, I think you've got that ass-backwards.  Hasn't he, lads? SOUND     DOORS OPEN, SEVERAL SETS OF HEAVY FEET ENTER BIKERS     [agreeing noises, laughs.] SOUND    SLAP OF FIST INTO HAND, CHAIN RATTLES KEV    You mind, gran?  Not my thing. MAGGIE    [kindly] Nah, go ahead, you ponce.  I'll be right here.  Better than a jolly great football riot. KEV    [off] Yeah, but guess who gets to hose out your kip? SOUND     FEET SCUTTLE OUT OF ROOM TED    [panicking] Someone'll hear! MAGGIE    Not bloody likely.  I made dead cert of that.  Amazing what free dinner coupons will do to get people to vacate for the night.  Course, police'll chalk them up to the same burglars who broke in here - luckily Kev and I stopped in for dinner with Bertha. KEV    [yelling from off] We had a sodding flat on the way. MAGGIE    [threatening] Doesn't that just take the biscuit?  Now Ted.  If you take this like a good little mountain of elephant dung, quietly and repentant-like, they might leave you alive.  SOUND    PUNCHING COMMENCES, associated noises from the bikers TED    [grunts]  Hey!  Why--? MAGGIE    [incensed]  Why?  Hold up.  [starting low, and mounting] Three broken wrists - that's why.  A cracked fucking pelvis - that's why.  A broken collarbone - that's why!  Thirty-bloody-seven sodding black eyes, and that's only the ones I counted myself - that's why!  Punching your fucking pregnant wife in her stomach [ragged breath, then almost a whisper]  That.  Is why. SOUND    PUNCHING COMMENCES AGAIN, associated noises from the bikers MUSIC SOUND    HOSPITAL HALLWAY, ANNOUNCEMENTS, WHEELCHAIR APPROACHES NURSEY    [distasteful, but trying to hide it] Oh, goodness, are you back? MAGGIE    No fear, yeti.  We're just visiting, aren't we?  KEV    Right.  We're family. NURSEY    That's lovely.  Well, just a minute then.  He's not really up to much.  Poor fellow. SOUND    DOOR OPENS, PINGING MACHINES INSIDE MAGGIE    I know.  [pouring on the melodrama]  Apparently he was coming by to bring some flowers - since I'd just got out of hospital - and surprised some burglars or something.  [sounding almost teary]  But for the grace of the almighty, that could have been us - couldn't it, Kev? KEV    Worth every bite of mum's pork au poivre. MAGGIE    [sharp] Shh.  [teary] Tragic. NURSEY    [softening] See, I knew you had it in you. SOUND    DOOR SHUTS MAGGIE    If only she had it in her more often, she wouldn't be such a tight-ass knicker-twisting sodding git. TED    [muffled by tubes and such]  uh? MAGGIE    Good night.  What a mess. TED    [alarmed] uh! MAGGIE    Don't call reinforcemants just yet - we're merely here to deliver a message. TED    [shuddering] um? MAGGIE    It boils down to this, my evil bastard sonofabitch in law.  Quite apart from being ready to kill you should anything untoward happen to either of us here, my friends plan to visit anything you do to Jemma upon you.  And I do mean anything.  If you get anywhere near her, even with a freindly weapon, you better be ready to take every single bleeding stroke you give.  SOUND    WHEELCHAIR ROLLS AWAY MAGGIE    I'll send round some vaseline. SOUND    DOOR OPENS MUSIC SOUND    TELLY ON LOW, MAGGIE TAPPING FURIOUSLY AWAY ON COMPUTER MAGGIE    Bastards!  Fucking evil empire bastards!  They just wait until I'm in hospital, and change the rates on me again! SATAN    [clears throat] MAGGIE    One minute - I have to update my sodding bid structure.  Again. SATAN    What? MAGGIE    Business.  And... there.  Good for now. SATAN    Well, um.  [a bit cowed]  The bet. MAGGIE    You have to admit, I got my bloody way. SATAN    Yes.  Very well too.  MAGGIE    So I win, do I? SATAN    Oh... yes.  You're very impressive.  I'd almost offer you a job myself. MAGGIE    Come back in ten years, [fondly] you ponce.  So what, do we shake on it or somesuch? SATAN    Frankly, I'm rather fond of my fingers. MAGGIE    [laughs]  You have my oath I won't bite...  This time. SATAN    Right, then. SOUND    HESITATE, THEN A HANDSHAKE MAGGIE    Go on then.  I'm far too bloody busy to be swotting around all day with the likes of you.  SOUND    TAPS A FEW KEYS MAGGIE    [to computer]  What does that wanker bloody mean he forgot to pay me?  [aside]  There's some brownies there.  Drop round any time.  [back to computer, then fading out] Dammit!  Dammit it all to bloody buggery arse-face fucking donkey scrotum hell!!! CLOSER OLIVIA    Now that you know how to find us, you'll have to come back.  Maybe next week?  Don't be a stranger - we have enough of those already...  

Segundo pesquisa divulgada no dia 13 de dezembro pelo Instituto DataSenado, 27% das brasileiras já sofreram algum tipo de violência doméstica ou familiar praticada por um homem. O levantamento é feito a cada dois anos, desde 2005, quando serviu de base para a formulação da Lei Maria da Penha. O resultado do levantamento confirma, de acordo com especialistas, que a sociedade brasileira é misógina. Misoginia é o sentimento de ódio, aversão e repulsa à figura feminina. O termo veio da Grécia, a partir da junção das palavras “miseó”, que se traduz “ódio”, e “gyné”, que significa “mulher”. Neste episódio do podcast 'Estadão Expresso' na Perifa, o radialista Artur dos Anjos conversa sobre misoginia com Rafaela Vaz, mestranda em psicologia pela Universidade Estadual de Londrina (UEL). Rafaela afirma: a situação das mulheres no Brasil é fruto de uma construção colonialista, se mantém como estrutura de poder e tem consequências físicas e emocionais importantes. Dê o play e escute o papo. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

No podcast ‘Notícia No Seu Tempo', confira em áudio as principais notícias da edição impressa do jornal ‘O Estado de S. Paulo' desta terça-feira (14/12/21): Após a decisão de sábado do ministro Luís Roberto Barroso, do STF, a Anvisa instruiu ontem seus agentes a cobrar passaporte da vacina dos viajantes que chegam por aeroportos e fronteiras terrestres. O Ministério da Casa Civil informou que preparava portaria para adequar as regras à determinação de Barroso. Na Europa, o Reino Unido registrou a primeira morte de paciente infectado pela variante Ômicron. As infecções têm dobrado a cada dois ou três dias no país, segundo autoridades locais.  E mais: Economia: Governo abre caminho para novo socorro ao setor elétrico Política: Julgamentos do STF podem virar munição em disputa presidencial Metrópole: Número de mortos chega a 15 na Bahia e Minas Gerais Caderno 2: Cuidados do Papai Noel em tempos de Covid See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Diretor da DHPP, Delegado Eibert Moreira, sobre a morte do ex-vereador José Wilson da Silva by Rádio Gaúcha

O primeiro-ministro britânico, Boris Johnson, confirmou nesta segunda-feira que o Reino Unido registrou sua primeira morte provocada pela variante Ômicron. A revelação foi feita pelo premiê a repórteres durante uma visita a um centro de vacinação contra a covid-19 em Londres. Johnson não deu detalhes sobre a identidade, estado de vacinação ou problemas de saúde prévios do paciente que faleceu. Mortes pela variante Ômicron podem ter ocorrido em outros países, mas, até o momento, não houve nenhuma confirmação pública além deste caso no Reino Unido. Ao contrário do que disseram líderes do Congresso ao Supremo Tribunal Federal (STF), a distribuição do orçamento secreto não prioriza serviços essenciais, mas a conveniência política de alguns parlamentares. Cidades que são base eleitoral de aliados do Palácio do Planalto ou de parlamentares em posições influentes no Congresso recebem centenas de milhões de reais, enquanto municípios próximos ou vizinhos ficam à míngua. Juntas, as quatro cidades campeãs em verbas do orçamento secreto que não são capitais estaduais receberam empenhos de pouco mais de R$ 731 milhões em 2020 e 2021. É mais que os 2.261 municípios da base da pirâmide, somados. E ainda: as chuvas no Nordeste e no Sudeste e o esquema criminoso que extraiu ouro de terras indígenas no Pará. Ouça estas e outras notícias desta segunda-feira, 13, no “Eldorado Expresso”. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

O Reino Unido registrou o primeiro caso conhecido de morte pela variante ômicron da covid-19 no mundo. A informação foi dada nesta segunda-feira (13) pelo o primeiro-ministro Boris Johnson. O governo local avaliou que, se não forem adotadas medidas de prevenção, 1 milhão de pessoas podem ser infectadas pela nova variante até o fim de dezembro. Somente no domingo (12), 1.239 novos casos da ômicron foram confirmados no país, elevando o total detectado para 3.137 — 65% a mais que o registrado até o dia anterior. E mais: A Kroton, que é braço de ensino superior da Cogna (COGN3), fez a separação societária da área de cursos de medicina. As ações COGN3 lideravam as quedas do Ibovespa na manhã desta segunda-feira (13); Fleury (FLRY3) e Hospital Albert Einstein criam empresa de pesquisa e teste genético e Méliuz (CASH3), JBS (JBSS3) e Simpar (SIMH3) anunciam aquisições.

Bruna e Garcia falam sobre a morte de um trabalhador da Proguaru que seria demitido como muitos dos seus colegas e repercutem toda a luta dos trabalhadores da Proguaru pela garantia de seus empregos.

À l'occasion des 150 ans de la Commune de Paris, dernière révolution en date de l'histoire de France, on part sur les traces de ces évènements qui ont marqué les esprits, la capitale et son peuple parisien. Car du 18 mars au 28 mai 1871, pendant 72 jours, s'est jouée une tentative inédite de République démocratique et sociale, réprimée finalement dans un bain de sang, de siège en barricades, du centre de Paris à ses faubourgs, entre Versaillais et Communards. 150 ans plus tard, la mémoire de cette insurrection populaire et ouvrière divise encore et ravive les clivages politiques. Largement absente du récit républicain, des grandes commémorations nationales ou des manuels scolaires, il faut donc aller chercher cette histoire, à même le pavé parisien, afin d'en saisir les enjeux, les idéaux dont elle était porteuse et la répression dont elle a fait l'objet. C'est ce qu'a fait Sarah Lefèvre, de la Butte aux Cailles à la Butte Montmartre, des Tuileries au Père Lachaise, à la rencontre de celles et ceux qui entretiennent la mémoire de la Commune de Paris et cherchent à la conjuguer au temps présent. «La Commune de Paris n'est pas morte» : une série en deux épisodes de Sarah Lefèvre, initialement diffusée en mai 2021.     Pour aller plus loin : ►À lire et à écouter : - Le blog de Michèle Audin, écrivaine française passionnée par la Commune de Paris - Le journal illustré de la Commune du collectif Raspouteam et les émissions thématiques diffusées sur Fréquence Paris Plurielle - «Paris 1871, l'histoire en marche, 21 circuits pédestres sur les traces de la Commune» de Josef Ulla, aux Éditions libertaires (2020) - «La Commune au présent, Une correspondance par-delà le temps» de Ludivine Bantigny, aux éditions La Découverte (2021) - «La Commune n'est pas morte, Les usages politiques du passé de 1871 à nos jours» d'Éric Fournier, aux éditions Libertalia (2013) - «Le Cri du Peuple», une bande dessinée de Tardi et Vautrin, aux éditions Casterman (réédité en 2021).   ►À voir : - Le film référence «La Commune (Paris, 1871)» de Peter Watkins, 2000. À visionner sur le site de la plateforme documentaire Tënk - Le film « Les Damnés de la commune», documentaire de Raphaël Meyssan, 2019.

Paula Carvalho e a psicóloga Pamela Magalhães conversam sobre recomeços. Por que recomeçar parece difícil para tanta gente? Existe uma resistência em fechar ciclos? Recomeçamos muitas vezes na vida? O término tem fases? O sentimento de fracasso nos desencoraja a recomeçar? O tipo da personalidade influencia nesse processo? E quanto ao sentimento de culpa? Por que há términos que parecem que nunca terminaram de fato? É normal essa sensação de morte e vazio assim que terminamos? E quando a relação machucou muito, como acreditar que dá pra ser feliz? Se relacionar em seguida do término pode ser ruim? Que tipos de sentimentos podem prejudicar o recomeço? Por que muita gente fica apegada ao passado? Você tem dicas para recomeçarmos da melhor forma possível? See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Programa perguntando sobre que artista tem presença constante no play do ouvinte, além da homenagem a John Lennon

Comentários de Dragão 8 e Dragão 27 em relação ao jogo FC Porto vs Atlético Madrid, 6ª jornada da Liga dos Campeões 2021/2022, derrota por 1-3, golo de Sérgio Oliveira (P).

No dia 7 de dezembro de 1975, falecia o jornalista, escritor, senador e poeta modernista Plínio Salgado.

No dia 6 de dezembro de 1976, Jango morria no interior da Argentina.

Directrice de l'agence AMI, Aigues-Morte immobilier, Marie-Thé Martell parle avec Fred Haffner de son agence, de son parcours, de la cité médiévalle d'Aigues-Morte et du marché immobilier dans sa région, en 2021 et 2022.

En l'an 30 avant J.-C, Cléopâtre, reine d'Égypte er dernière représentante de la dynastie des Ptolémée à régner sur son pays, met fin à ses jours. D'après la version la plus répandue, elle aurait utilisé, pour se suicider, un moyen original.La dernière reine d'ÉgypteCléopâtre était une souveraine ambitieuse, qui désirait éviter à son pays la dure férule des Romains. Ceux-ci, en effet, convoitaient l'Égypte comme l'ensemble du Proche-Orient, et la voyaient surtout comme un grenier à blé, propre à ravitailler leurs légions.Aussi, Cléopâtre, consciente de sa relative faiblesse militaire face à un Empire romain plus puissant que jamais, préfère-t-elle utiliser l'arme de la séduction et de la diplomatie.La reine jette d'abord son dévolu sur César, qui l'aide à se débarrasser de son frère et à asseoir son pouvoir sur l'Égypte. Puis, dans les années 40 avant J.-C., elle rencontre Marc-Antoine, qui dirige l'Orient.Cléopâtre propose alors à ce brillant général d'unir leurs forces contre leur rival commun, Octave, qui a la haute main sur l'Occident. Mais, dans l'affrontement qui les oppose, à Actium, en 31 avant J.-C., les deux amants ont le dessous. Marc-Antoine ne peut supporter son échec et se suicide.Mordue par un serpent ?Cléopâtre a perdu sur les deux tableaux, personnel et politique. Elle décide donc de suivre son amant dans la mort.Elle aurait alors demandé à deux servantes de lui apporter un panier, dans lequel elles auraient placé un serpent venimeux. Compte tenu du pays où s'est passé le drame, il s'agit peut-être d'un cobra, bien plutôt que d'une vipère aspic, comme le veut une certaine tradition.La reine aurait alors plongé la main dans le panier, et se serait laissé mordre par le serpent. Ses deux suivantes l'auraient imitée. Ce qui aurait fait douter de la présence d'un cobra, ce serpent ne pouvant pas piquer d'affilée trois personnes.Certains auteurs anciens ont soumis d'autres versions à leurs lecteurs. D'après eux, ce ne serait pas un serpent qui aurait tué la reine. Elle se serait plutôt servie d'un poison ou se serait tuée au moyen d'un objet contondant. Voir Acast.com/privacy pour les informations sur la vie privée et l'opt-out.

Hoy nos enlazamos con el actor Miguel Rodarte para hablar de “Amalgama”, una película de Carlos Cuarón. En videoconferencia, Úrsula Corberó, Álvaro Morte, Jaime Lorente y Esther Acebo, protagonistas de “La Casa de Papel”, así como su creador Álex Piña y su productora Esther Martínez, conversaron acerca de la última entrega de esta serie. Hilda Renero nos trajo sus predicciones del Feng Shui para este mes. Además de todos los acontecimientos del mundo del entretenimiento y los espectáculos que diariamente tenemos para usted.

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durée : 00:04:03 - La chronique de Frederick Sigrist - Le cinéma a, avec "Resident Evil, bienvenue à Racoon City", une fois de plus tenté de recréer la magie des jeux vidéo et a, une fois de plus, échoué.

Mauro Lopes recebe no Giro das 11 o ex-deputado Wadih Damous, a vereadora Tainá de Paula e a socióloga Berenice Bento

Um dos grandes mistérios da Humanidade é a Morte, e o que acontece no pós-vida. A animação dos estúdios Disney, "Soul" (2020), aborda de uma maneira lúdica esse caminho da Alma, trabalhado ao longo da história da humanidade por diversos filósofos. Participantes: José Roberto e Danilo Gomes Trilha: Mozart, Symphony No. 39. Finale (Allegro) (verificado com o audio). Imagem: extraída do filme "Soul" da Walt Disney Pictures e Pixar Animation Studios.  

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