Primavera #114

Full force / Em força

Caprichos #585

Lanchinho de quarentena

Pormenores #159

A primavera é como o tempo... não pára! Nem os insectos que exploram o pólen das flores.

Spring is like time... it doesn't stop! Neither do the insects that exploit the pollen in the new flowers.

Coisas que mudaram #6

Na Coreia, coelhos da páscoa mascarados, mas não de carnaval

In Korea, easter bunnies in costume, but not for carnival/halloween

Sem título #108

Not enough for some people... 😂😂😂

Palavras lidas #457

The Learning Curve
by Louis Jenkins

There are certain concepts that I only vaguely under-
stand but that people talk about all the time. You
frequently hear the term “learning curve,” for instance.
I suppose that refers to how one learns a new skill or
gains knowledge over a period of time, described as an
ascending arc from zero (knowing nothing) to ten, the
zenith (knowing all there is to know about a thing). Then
comes the gradual descent, the arc of forgetting, back
to zero. Then, feet firmly planted on the ground in the
batting box of ignorance, the learning curve ball comes
whistling past and slowly you come to understand that
once again you are out.

Ditto #437

To succeed in the world it is not enough to be stupid, you must also be well-mannered.

--Voltaire

Parece que estou a ouvir #312

John Prine 10.10.1946 - 07.04.2020

That's the way that the world goes round
John Prine

I know a guy that's got a lot to lose.
He's a pretty nice fellow but he's kind of confused.
He's got muscles in his head that ain't never been used.
Thinks he owns half of this town.
Starts drinking heavy, gets a big red nose.
Beats his old lady with a rubber hose,
Then he takes her out to dinner and buys her new clothes.
That's the way that the world goes 'round.

That's the way that the world goes 'round.
You're up one day and the next you're down.
It's half an inch of water and you think you're gonna drown.
That's the way that the world goes 'round.

I was sitting in the bathtub counting my toes,
When the radiator broke, water all froze.
I got stuck in the ice without my clothes,
Naked as the eyes of a clown.
I was crying ice cubes hoping I'd croak,
When the sun come through the window, the ice all broke.
I stood up and laughed, thought it was a joke
That's the way that the world goes 'round.

Espantos #605

Maior amplitude térmica por cá

mas também mais calor por estes dias

Retirado do contexto #275

Diferentes, mas chegaram...

PARABÉNS!

Sem título #107

😂😂😂😂

Primavera #113

Por todo o lado, mas sem se poder ver diariamente

Everywhere but not possible to see on a daily basis

Espantos #604

Pittsburgh International Airfield these days, and around the world

Aeroporto internacional de Pittsburgh por estes dias, como por todo o mundo

Coisas que mudaram #5

Social distancing / Mantendo a distância

Palavras lidas #456

Life
Emma Lowrey Williams

We can not tell what happiness
We might on earth possess
If in singleness of heart
We would strive to act a proper part.
‘Tis true we see the effects of sin
All without and all within.
We long may live a life in vain,
Much good possess, but still complain.
We may appear to other eyes,
To be extremely rich and wise;
But if our hearts are not right,
Life will not be beautiful and bright.
Oh! may our life, day by day,
In love and duty pass away;
And at last when our bodies die,
We may live in that world above the sky;
Where free from sin, death and pain,
The good will meet and love again.

Ditto #436

Everything else you grow out of, but you never recover from childhood.

--Beryl Bainbridge

Caprichos #584

Turim

La Mole Antonelliana

Coisas que mudaram #4

Yet so cute...

Sem título #106

A letter to the UK from Italy: this is what we know about your future

An author in Rome describes what to expect based on her experiences of lockdown

The acclaimed Italian novelist Francesca Melandri, who has been under lockdown in Rome for almost three weeks due to the Covid-19 outbreak, has written a letter to fellow Europeans “from your future”, laying out the range of emotions people are likely to go through over the coming weeks.

I am writing to you from Italy, which means I am writing from your future. We are now where you will be in a few days. The epidemic’s charts show us all entwined in a parallel dance.

We are but a few steps ahead of you in the path of time, just like Wuhan was a few weeks ahead of us. We watch you as you behave just as we did. You hold the same arguments we did until a short time ago, between those who still say “it’s only a flu, why all the fuss?” and those who have already understood.

First of all, you’ll eat. Not just because it will be one of the few last things that you can still do.As we watch you from here, from your future, we know that many of you, as you were told to lock yourselves up into your homes, quoted Orwell, some even Hobbes. But soon you’ll be too busy for that.

You’ll find dozens of social networking groups with tutorials on how to spend your free time in fruitful ways. You will join them all, then ignore them completely after a few days.

You’ll pull apocalyptic literature out of your bookshelves, but will soon find you don’t really feel like reading any of it.

You’ll eat again. You will not sleep well. You will ask yourselves what is happening to democracy.

You’ll have an unstoppable online social life – on Messenger, WhatsApp, Skype, Zoom…

You will miss your adult children like you never have before; the realisation that you have no idea when you will ever see them again will hit you like a punch in the chest.

Old resentments and falling-outs will seem irrelevant. You will call people you had sworn never to talk to ever again, so as to ask them: “How are you doing?” Many women will be beaten in their homes.

You will wonder what is happening to all those who can’t stay home because they don’t have one. You will feel vulnerable when going out shopping in the deserted streets, especially if you are a woman. You will ask yourselves if this is how societies collapse. Does it really happen so fast? You’ll block out these thoughts and when you get back home you’ll eat again.

You will put on weight. You’ll look for online fitness training.

You’ll laugh. You’ll laugh a lot. You’ll flaunt a gallows humour you never had before. Even people who’ve always taken everything dead seriously will contemplate the absurdity of life, of the universe and of it all.

You will make appointments in the supermarket queues with your friends and lovers, so as to briefly see them in person, all the while abiding by the social distancing rules.

You will count all the things you do not need.

The true nature of the people around you will be revealed with total clarity. You will have confirmations and surprises.

Literati who had been omnipresent in the news will disappear, their opinions suddenly irrelevant; some will take refuge in rationalisations which will be so totally lacking in empathy that people will stop listening to them. People whom you had overlooked, instead, will turn out to be reassuring, generous, reliable, pragmatic and clairvoyant.

Those who invite you to see all this mess as an opportunity for planetary renewal will help you to put things in a larger perspective. You will also find them terribly annoying: nice, the planet is breathing better because of the halved CO2 emissions, but how will you pay your bills next month?

You will not understand if witnessing the birth of a new world is more a grandiose or a miserable affair.

You will play music from your windows and lawns. When you saw us singing opera from our balconies, you thought “ah, those Italians”. But we know you will sing uplifting songs to each other too. And when you blast I Will Survive from your windows, we’ll watch you and nod just like the people of Wuhan, who sung from their windows in February, nodded while watching us.

Many of you will fall asleep vowing that the very first thing you’ll do as soon as lockdown is over is file for divorce.

Many children will be conceived.

Your children will be schooled online. They’ll be horrible nuisances; they’ll give you joy.

Elderly people will disobey you like rowdy teenagers: you’ll have to fight with them in order to forbid them from going out, to get infected and die.

You will try not to think about the lonely deaths inside the ICU.

You’ll want to cover with rose petals all medical workers’ steps.

You will be told that society is united in a communal effort, that you are all in the same boat. It will be true. This experience will change for good how you perceive yourself as an individual part of a larger whole.

Class, however, will make all the difference. Being locked up in a house with a pretty garden or in an overcrowded housing project will not be the same. Nor is being able to keep on working from home or seeing your job disappear. That boat in which you’ll be sailing in order to defeat the epidemic will not look the same to everyone nor is it actually the same for everyone: it never was.

At some point, you will realise it’s tough. You will be afraid. You will share your fear with your dear ones, or you will keep it to yourselves so as not to burden them with it too.

You will eat again.

We’re in Italy, and this is what we know about your future. But it’s just small-scale fortune-telling. We are very low-key seers.

If we turn our gaze to the more distant future, the future which is unknown both to you and to us too, we can only tell you this: when all of this is over, the world won’t be the same.

Coisas que mudaram #3

Ontem, no Vaticano / Yesterday, at the Vatican

Coisas bonitas #27

Primavera em Lisboa

Coisas bonitas #26

A luz da manhã / Morning light

Parece que estou a ouvir #311

Em modo pandemia reparei melhor na letra do clássico de Chico Buarque escrita a propósito da ditadura que custou bem mais a passar...

Vai Passar

Chico Buarque

Vai passar
Nessa avenida um samba popular
Cada paralelepípedo
Da velha cidade
Essa noite vai
Se arrepiar
Ao lembrar
Que aqui passaram sambas imortais
Que aqui sangraram pelos nossos pés
Que aqui sambaram nossos ancestrais

Num tempo
Página infeliz da nossa história
Passagem desbotada na memória
Das nossas novas gerações
Dormia
A nossa pátria mãe tão distraída
Sem perceber que era subtraída
Em tenebrosas transações

Seus filhos
Erravam cegos pelo continente
Levavam pedras feito penitentes
Erguendo estranhas catedrais
E um dia, afinal
Tinham direito a uma alegria fugaz
Uma ofegante epidemia
Que se chamava carnaval
O carnaval, o carnaval
(Vai passar)

Palmas pra ala dos barões famintos
O bloco dos napoleões retintos
E os pigmeus do bulevar
Meu Deus, vem olhar
Vem ver de perto uma cidade a cantar
A evolução da liberdade
Até o dia clarear

Ai, que vida boa, olerê
Ai, que vida boa, olará
O estandarte do sanatório geral vai passar
Ai, que vida boa, olerê
Ai, que vida boa, olará
O estandarte do sanatório geral
Vai passar

Caprichos #583

Embrace

the kitty! 😂😂

Coisas que mudaram #2

Aprendamos a lavar (BEM) as mãos 😂😂

Parece que estou a ouvir #310

At home waiting for the live transmission of the eucharist from Christ the King's church in Coventry and I'm surprised by the beautiful Italian chant that plays in the background.

Em casa à espera da transmissão em directo da eucaristia a partir da igreja do Cristo Rei em Coventry e surpreende-me o lindo cântico italiano que oiço de fundo.

Viene la sera Dio di pace

Viene la sera Dio di pace 
la luce scenda su di noi 
mostra il tuo volto luminoso 
a chi nel buio cerca te. 

Tu ben conosci il nostro errare 
ma i nostri cuori sono in te 
venga il tuo regno ti preghiamo 
e annunzi amore e verità. 

Noi attendiamo il nuovo giorno 
finché l’aurora sorgerà 
ma se la notte resta oscura 
la lode non finisca mai. 

Padre per sempre a te la gloria 
perché nel Figlio a noi verrai
tu nello Spirito ci doni 
che questa lode canti in noi.

Palavras lidas #455

Invictus

by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Ditto #435

A hermit is simply a person to whom civilization has failed to adjust itself.

--Will Cuppy

Coisas que não mudam #544

Flores no Dia do Pai

Coisas que não mudam #543

😂😂😂😂

Nothing wrong with optimism within reason though...

Parece que estou a ouvir #309

Pedro Barroso 1950-2020

(Outro grande *GRANDE* Belenense)

Menina dos olhos d'agua
Pedro Barroso

Menina em teu peito sinto o Tejo
E vontades marinheiras de aproar

Menina em teus lábios sinto fontes
De água doce que corre sem parar

Menina em teus olhos vejo espelhos
E em teus cabelos nuvens de encantar

E em teu corpo inteiro sinto feno
Rijo e tenro que nem sei explicar

Se houver alguém que não goste
Não gaste, deixe ficar
Que eu só por mim quero te tanto
Que não vai haver menina para sobrar

Aprendi nos 'esteiros' com Soeiro
E aprendi na 'fanga' com Redol
Tenho no rio grande o mundo inteiro
E sinto o mundo inteiro no teu colo

Aprendi a amar a madrugada
Que desponta em mim quando sorris
És um rio cheio de água lavada
E dás rumo à fragata que escolhi

Se houver alguém que não goste
Não gaste, deixe ficar
Que eu só por mim quero te tanto
Que não vai haver menina para sobrar

Parece que estou a ouvir #308

The Starry Night, Vincent Van Gogh

A Noite

Carlão & Mariza Liz

A noite vem p'ra fazer bem, yeah, yeah
Vamos dançar, aproveitar, yeah, yeah
Vou te levar, a ver o mar, yeah, yeah
Vamos cair de tanto rir

Tou-te a sentir, a dica é essa
Vamos juntos sem grande pressa
A cabeça precisa reiniciar
Eu tenho disco cheio, tá aqui tá a rachar
De tanto correr eu ainda fico para trás
E conversar, ainda sabes como se faz?
Podemos usar as dunas como sofás
Quando quiseres dançar, a gente dá-lhe gás
Inventamos constelações, com novas ficções
Fadas e dragões, passeamos noutras dimensões
Estabelecemos comunicações

A noite fez-se p'ra cantar, não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra bailar não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra sonhar, é esse o plano
Vale tudo até nascer o sol e cair o pano

A noite vem p'ra fazer bem, yeah
A noite fez-se p'ra cantar, não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra bailar não interessa como

Vamos dançar, aproveitar, yeah
A noite fez-se p'ra cantar, não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra bailar não interessa como

Vou te levar, a ver o mar, yeah
A noite fez-se p'ra cantar, não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra bailar não interessa como

Vamos cair de tanto rir

Sensação de voar p'ra outro lugar
Ver o dia nascer sem nada a perder
Só estar contigo, enlouquecer

É noite vou sair
Vou atrás da luz que mora na escuridão
Olhar p'ra ti, sorrir
Só nesse contraste é que se tem a noção
Deixar acontecer o que tiver de ser
Trinta paus no bolso mas parece-me um milhão
O baixo é o meu pulso, a batida o coração

A noite vem p'ra fazer bem, yeah
A noite fez-se p'ra cantar, não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra bailar não interessa como

Vamos dançar, aproveitar, yeah
A noite fez-se p'ra cantar, não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra bailar não interessa como

Vou te levar, a ver o mar, yeah, yeah
A noite fez-se p'ra cantar, não interessa como
A noite fez-se p'ra bailar não interessa como

Vamos cair de tanto rir

Primavera #112

Algumas já todas abertas, outras timidamente precoces

No Times de hoje #192

Boris's greatest gamble is now in plain view... let's see if it's the sure route for disaster or if it's the way out. Text from the New York Times in full, as it's hard to believe Britain's strategy in pieces.

_____________

As Europe Shuts Down, Britain Takes a Different, and Contentious, Approach

Prime Minister Boris Johnson has largely kept Britain open, opting for more targeted measures, a strategy that has startled some epidemiologists.

By Benjamin Mueller

Published March 13, 2020 Updated March 14, 2020, 3:14 a.m. ET

LONDON — Prime Minister Boris Johnson of Britain once said his political hero was the mayor in the film “Jaws,” praising him for defying mass hysteria to keep the beaches open after a constituent is eaten by a shark.

As the coronavirus now stampedes across Britain and much of the world, Mr. Johnson is heeding the same principle, spurning the mass closures that have become commonplace across Europe and gambling his political future on a more restrained approach.

While countries across Europe have shut schools, sporting events and even restaurants and bars, Mr. Johnson has largely kept Britain open, opting for more targeted measures like asking people with respiratory symptoms to stay home. In effect, his government has said that mass closures will not halt the outbreak, and that exposing a large segment of the population will help build immunity and limit future infections.

That strategy has startled some epidemiologists, drawn criticism from a former health secretary and political ally, and prompted angry demands that Mr. Johnson’s government reveal more of its reasoning.

Cases of the coronavirus in Britain, held low for weeks as officials tracked down the contacts of known patients, have now surged, rising to nearly 800 on Friday from fewer than 600 a day before. With testing limited to hospital patients, Mr. Johnson said on Thursday that the true number of people infected may be as many as 10,000.

President Trump, citing the rising case count, said Friday that he was considering adding Britain to the list of European countries whose citizens are banned from flying to the United States.

“There’s no other country in the world managing the epidemic in the same way,” Francois Balloux, an infectious disease epidemiologist at University College London, said of Britain’s approach. But, he said, “It’s not an insane decision. And it might actually pay off.”

The government is leaning heavily on skepticism in some scientific circles about the effectiveness of mass closures. Some epidemiologists fear that closing schools only pulls front-line doctors and nurses away from their work, and believe that large events are less dangerous for spreading the virus than more intimate gatherings at bars or at people’s homes.

It has also said that the measures it has taken, like asking people with persistent coughs and high temperatures to stay home for a week, will reduce the spread of the virus considerably.

But British advisers are also leaning on a more contentious theory: that exposing a large proportion of the population to the coronavirus could help people develop immunity, and put Britain in a better position to defend itself against the virus roaring back next winter.

Sir Patrick Vallance, England’s chief scientific adviser, said the government was looking “to build up some kind of herd immunity so more people are immune to this disease and we reduce the transmission.”

Herd immunity, a term usually used to refer to the way mass vaccinations can stop the spread of disease and protect people who are not immune, is not seen by many scientists as a tool to be used against the coronavirus. Mr. Vallance has said that it would require roughly 60 percent of Britons to become infected, creating enough immunity in the population that a second surge in cases next winter would be less severe.

But experts said that was an unusual and untested approach, and that it would be impossible to keep older and more vulnerable people from becoming infected too, putting them at a significant risk. They cautioned that the science was unsettled on how quickly people develop immunity to the coronavirus, and for how long. And experts urged the government to show more of the evidence behind its thinking.

“Herd immunity means 70 percent of people or so have been infected,” said Martin Hibberd, a professor of infectious diseases at the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine. “In my mind, that’s not a desirable aim. That’s a kind of consequence of the strategy.”

Britain’s approach reflects the hyper-rationalist self-image of a prime minister who has not always hewed so closely to scientists in the past, as when he occasionally trafficked in discredited theories about climate change.

In this instance, Mr. Johnson has fashioned himself as the dispassionate answer to leaders across Europe who have acted more aggressively.

But his government is not immune from public alarm, signaling late Friday night that it would reverse course on at least some aspects of its approach. It told British news outlets that it would ban some mass gatherings, like sporting matches and concerts, starting next weekend, and lay the groundwork for more widespread working at home.

So far, in the absence of government-mandated shutdowns, private entities in Britain have taken up the slack.

Unilever, the British-Dutch consumer goods company, said on Friday that it was ordering all its office-based employees to work from home starting next week. And the Premier League, England’s highest-level soccer league, suspended games until at least next month.

Mr. Johnson’s government itself moved on Friday to postpone hundreds of local elections and the London mayoral election for a year after a watchdog said the coronavirus would affect campaigning and voting.

But Mr. Johnson has resisted other measures, like closing schools, restricting mass gatherings, steering people away from restaurants or bars and banning crowds from sporting events.

“They’re trying to walk this terrible balance between not alarming the public, not hurting the economy, but making sure you try to flatten this epidemic,” said Roy Anderson, a professor of infectious disease epidemiology at Imperial College London. “Is it going to work? I’m not sure, to be honest.”

The strategy amounts to a blunt admission by the British government that stopping the coronavirus here was now impossible, and replicating the success of places like Hong Kong that have encouraged more extreme social distancing a futile hope. Instead, Britain is effectively banking that its more modest restrictions will keep the outbreak limited until summer, scientists said.

By then, it hopes that the warmer weather will reduce further transmission — though virologists still do not know if that will hold true — and the National Health Service, free of the usual wintertime crowds, will be better able to cope with whomever is infected.

“The idea is more to minimize the number of casualties over the long term,” Professor Balloux said, “and that’s completely unique. All other countries are firefighting in the short term.”

But the clamor for short-term firefighting has picked up in recent days.

Jeremy Hunt, the former health secretary, who like Mr. Johnson is a Conservative lawmaker, broke ranks and called for more stringent restrictions: banning visitors from nursing homes, encouraging people to work from home and closing schools.

“I think it is surprising and concerning that we’re not doing any of it at all when we have just four weeks before we get to the stage that Italy is at,” Mr. Hunt said in a television interview. “You would have thought that every single thing we do in that four weeks would be designed to slow the spread of people catching the virus.”

Some epidemiologists have also bristled at the government’s reliance on a private firm of behavioral scientists, known as the “nudge unit.” That unit has helped shape the government’s approach to delaying any shutdowns until later in the course of the virus, on the theory that people will get bored of staying at home by the time the outbreak is at its peak and separation is most needed.

Helen Ward, a professor of public health at Imperial College London, said the government’s advisers should disclose more of their thinking.

“We don’t know the evidence on which the government has made its decisions,” Professor Ward said.

She also said the government should consider making stronger recommendations to older people to cut back on their exposure. Mr. Johnson discouraged older Britons this week only from going on cruises, though many epidemiologists urge considerably stronger precautions.

And Professor Hibberd, of the London School of Hygiene, said the government’s approach may not rely enough on testing. Without knowing whether Britain is suffering a more concentrated outbreak, as in the north of Italy, or whether its death rate is as low as it believes, it is difficult to craft the right response.

“If there’s something I feel is missing,” he said, “it’s that they haven’t tested sufficiently.”