I’ll calmly push the panic button

Let's start with some congratulations to my dear friends and co-authors of this bits board. One for being a winner (PS), and the other (BE) for doubling the number of parliamentarians, good luck and take care of this country and the big clashes that are to be laid ahead.

Although I'm congratulating their victories, almost like a loser, I'm nothing of the sort. And I'll leave it clear, that I left my voting paper as it was delivered to me. The reason I folded the paper into four's without ever picking the pen, which was in the booth. Came to me as a last minute dough, in our political options. Dough that I now see it wasn't only my own, many felt the same tingling in the tips of their fingers as they attempted to pick the pen.

But I'm here to talk about the consequences of the public decisions and not what came to cause it. (Remember that winners write History, not blanks)

Here is the output of the election:

(You may see the many options I decided to not to choose from)

Party or Coalition	Votes	Percentage	parliamentarians (Final result to be presented in the 7th of October, due to emigrants votes)
PS	2 068 665	36,56%	96
PPD/PSD	1 646 097	29,09%	78
CDS-PP	592 064	10,46%	21
BE	557 109	9,85%	16
CDU (PCP+PEV)	446 174	7,88%	15
PCTP/MRPP	52 633	0,93%	0
MEP	25 338	0,45%	0
PND	21 380	0,38%	0
MMS	16 580	0,29%	0
PPM	14 997	0,27%	0
FEH (MPT+PH)	12 025	0,21%	0
PNR	11 614	0,21%	0
PPV	8 485	0,15%	0
PTP	4 789	0,08%	0
POUS	4 320	0,08%	0
MPT	3 241	0,06%	0

This result shows the PS victory, as I stated, but without an absolute majority (having 124 parliamentarians), which means that to govern PS needs to either join forces with (order of most likely):

1. CDU and BE, having PSD and CDS refraining themselves against any coalition
   
   1. The biggy with this situation is that, we would have a left-ideology government against a right-ideology opposition; where the government will probably destroy any financial security we still have, with a bunch of socialist policies. Having the government dissuaded by the end of 2 years.
      
   2. The BE would now have a shot at governing, since its creation 10 years ago. If it does well, I'll be the first to applaud but if disappoints it will be hell on earth. Overlooking of course the demagogies throughout the campaign, where the leader said he would never form government with the leader of the PS party.
      
   3. Manuela Ferreira Leite abandons the Presidency of PSD (happy point), with PSD loses the Lisbon Election. (not so Happy now)
      
   4. A solely right-ideology in the opposition, will increase the number of right-extremist in the population.
      
2. Forming of a Central government (PS and PSD), having BE, CDU and CDS has opposition.
   
   1. Manuela Ferreira Leite leaves the presidency of PSD no matter the next election. (happy point)
      
   2. If things go the wrong way, it's probable that neither party wins the next legislative election, the other way around… It's not likely to happen, for it only last 2 years;
      
   3. CDS and BE will be the ones to get better results of this possibility, CDU? I don't know, only time will tell
      
   4. There will be a greater division on the public opinion, into right and left ideologies.
      

Although there are other options available I don't see them happening without a big manifestation in the streets, of people who would be fucked by the ones they elected.

And remember that this is the product of a young voter's mind and not of any political analysts. Any opposing opinion will, be welcomed, analyzed, debated and taken into account for future articles.

Lestat of Lioncourt

P.S.: Whatever happens, from now on… it will be hard, so prepare yourself properly. This is a friendly advice

King, Queen, Duke and Dushess

Last night I did not sleep, I was kept awake by my friends, who with my voluntary permeation engaged in a magical night.

The celebration of one's Birth date is truly a special event, no year is more important than the other. But as the years come to pass and an illusion of parental independence grow in the dreams of ours – young people- The celebration must have a revolutionary smile.

So we were invited to this brawl… So many smiles and laughs, jokes and pranks, song and shouts. If it were to be putted into paper by a literacy master, shore it is to me that it would have a faint resemblance to the Maias, by Eça.

It was a bohemian night and we were kings, queens, dukes and duchesses. And to prove it the sun itself came up just to set us down into our sleep.

Lestat, Duke of Lioncourt

I’m closer to parliament

Although the country is going through the pre-election propaganda finally, this hasn't really anything to do with.

I'm not registered in any party or any political movement- unlike Jack and deWinter- and I'm not running as an independent; although if I were, there could be a great chance that I would in fact win the dam thing, because in this country politics is second hand football, and only literate people really care about.

But neither of them are the case, in fact I'm literally closer to parliament and nothing more.

So to keep me anywhere nearer than I am right now, vote on the coming 27th.

Lestat

The Guitar (2008)

It's a good movie, maybe kind of boring sometimes. I think all the scenes with the little girl were a little too much. But it's a good story, not very usual (although the bottom line IS very common) and she does a great job creating emphaty with the character.

Everyday we get a new chance to change everything, start over again, and everyday we miss it. Pretty much all we cover is secure territory, and that's good in the sense that we always have backup, there's always a net to fall into. But we eventually leave behind our dreams. Maybe when we realize it, there will be not enough time anymore...

"Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending"

Music

Do you hear the people singing?

They sing a song of angry men; it's the music of people who will not be slave again.

Will you sing it to?

Will you be part of this revolution?

Or will you do the right thing?

Today I had a very pleasant talk that opened my eyes to see some more of the puppeteer that is pulling string around this bouncing ball.

The vocals in this talk were provided by an uncle of mine, my father and your very own Lestat. We talked about politics, but not actual to this day… We talked about the skims, speeches and tales that survived since the dawn of the Second World War.

I can't transcript everything said, in this vivid discussion, and I'm sorry about that. But I can bring forth some of the main ideas I've learnt, but only one today for I'm tired and in need of rest.

Mass Revolutions are bolics, and if anyone says anything different they are lying… The people may go to the streets and shout freedom as much as they want, but in the end they'll return to the same shit hole they came from, but this time it's even shityer. So what changed? Nothing! Except the people in power, those change faces, but they keep doing the same thing as did the old regime.

You can witness these things if you look back in history, to episodes such the Kzar revolution where the oppressed people revolt themselves against The bourgeois Kzar regime that took money from the poor and spent it in parties and bawls, to then live under a government that took them everything and gave nothing in return.

The Nazi and Fascist (Italy) are such as bad as the first example, such as pointless.

I will tell you when things work, When good people take their part in the world and stop being lazy, giving the opportunity to the rotten of our society from taking control of things

So now I see a part that suits me, do you see yours?

"And baby when it's love
if it's not ruff it isn't fun"

Solution to an inexistent problem

One thing I've learned in my long years of school attendance was: that everyone is rational no matter how stupid they are. This must seem strange to some of you but it's the most truthful thing. I'll explain:

Whatever you do goes through a process of thinking that can be conscious or subconscious, it's the same either way, which means that you've gone through a rationalization process therefore you're rational.

In another hand stupidity it's just a judgment someone does over the action taken previously and putted out of rationalization context of the time the action actually takes place.

 

Cap itch!?

Now… You're questioning why the bolics I'm preaching this stuff. There's a complex reason for so to happen:

1. I'm bored.
   
2. I've gone through many our conversations and comment posting, and saw how many times I, you and others think, call or imply that someone is stupid.
   

Loved to have anything more to say,

Lestat of Lioncourt

What now?

I've got this new class this year: Calculus III; and three hours into it, I already discovered a couple of wonderful things.
For me, and other crazy people like me, mathematics is beautiful. And when I say beautiful I don't mean I like to study it that much, or there aren't boring things about it.
But unlike many people, I always could see beauty in some math formulas.
E = m . c^2 is one example; I can't really explain why, but I look at it and I like it, I just think it looks good!

But this new class...

I found another one of these formulas. This one was actually voted as the most beautiful and one of the most important formulas in mathematics. And now, I learned to explain it, to demonstrate it, and it makes me so damn happy!! Here it is, in all it's glory´, the Euler Identity:

e^i + 1 = 0

I know, right!? Look at it! :P

But my point with this post it's not this one. I mean you'll find this stupid, I'm sure. A formula... tsh!
My point is asking you this: If you've seen 'the most beautiful', then... what's next? Everything will be uglier now... What's the point from now on?

How not to live your life

This is a good show to start watching now

Episode 1

Politeness of times

Entertain Yourselves

http://www.stumbleupon.com/s/#1flwQb/bestiario.org/web/media/19/preview/index.php?id_proyecto=19/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/s/#2Ce5nc/www.sunbeltsoftware.com/stu/gravemarkers/index.html/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/s/#1upXOa/www.shambles.net/worldclock/worldclock.swf/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/s/#1AaE5v/leogeo.com/28_timebeat.htm/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/s/#2N4dYC/www.shinybinary.com//

http://www.stumbleupon.com/s/#2W0NKX/www.unicat.net/en/pics/EX70HDQ-MANTGA6x6-2.html/

http://www.stumbleupon.com/s/#1wIb2m/andyslife.org/games/sand.php/

more to come... Enjoy!

Change!

Boys forever will be boys,

Girls grow to be women,

With one of them we know what to expect all the time, the other must have some manufactory problem

Just a question.

Would you wait ten (thousand) years?

Lestat of Lioncourt

Back to school

Funny feeling, this one I felt today. It's like everything is about the same as I left. Three months ago I went on vacation and today I got back to that exact day, because people haven't changed, the place hasn't changed, even the weather hasn't changed... I'm already a bit tired, just 'cause of that: everything is equal.
I don't know, is it good? Ok, it can give me some security, some consistency maybe. But we all need to feel some evolution in things, right?
Bit lost right now. But anyway, because every day has a soundtrack:

I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around

Oh, no

[Chorus:]
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end

[Chorus]

I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find
Well I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind
I'm still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know, I don't know what else I can do

[Chorus x2]

There are so many girls, and so few princes.

I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
but she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls are continually changed

And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Ooh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
cleaning up the mess he made

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Boys, you can break
You find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without warmth from
A woman's good, good heart

On behalf of every man
looking out for every girl
You are the guide and the weight of her world

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too.

It officially starts now

Say something! Please say something, because I know that not all of you are shallow, or pure. So say something…

Gold for silence? Reject that tackily shinny offer my co-patriot, the nation needs a voice, and what better time to rise than now?

You shall shout barbarian speeches at first and a target for mockery, for the world is a wicked place where only the strong or the corrupt prevail. So grow stronger… for I won't accept any friend of mine to have absolute power.

You are given a chance to choose, don't waste it! It doesn't matter what you choose, it only matters that an X is on a square that reflects your ideals - may they be as absurd as one may have.

Don't believe in the utility choice, just vote for what you think is fare.

Your undecided friend for 2009;

Lestat of Lioncourt

It’s time to take a bow.

It's worrying turning a page to set up another year, we fear to lose the things we treasured the most in the now closing year. Friends…

I have to say I'm a real pro in this thing of putting friends in the shelf. Every year when it comes September, I start to create some distance from the friends (I don't account my school peers as friends) I spent my latest year, to bring way to the time I'm going to spend with the people from school and stuff like that. But this year I'm not doing that, I found a couple of friends that are quite stable, infringing, funny and most of all friendly.

(You must have figured by now of whom I'm talking about, yup Jack and DeWinter)

But that's me, everyone else that is able to have a normal relationship with other people do things different.

Those people, during September, they struggle with the idea that the new things that the new cycle brings, will create spaces between the friends they had for the last "thousand years" or so, and eventually they'll lose contact.

Jack and deWinter are a part of this normal people, so they worry, which makes me worry too, Because the well being of a friendship settles upon the rock of "common interest", so if they worry about something I worry about them.

I can't really say anything, but "don't worry yourselves with that, true friends will always come through", but they so much as I do that I'm lying - I don't mean that good friends will leave, just because, I mean that we have to worry or things will not come through.

It's beginning to become a stress full thing as the days keep on going, and we don't know what will happen and there's a feeling that people are turning way, although they aren't leaving us.

Placebo sing "a friend in need is a friend in deed" it can be regarded as an unjust sentence, but I think quite the opposite. I think it's good that the friends I have need me, they need to hear me say the most foolish things, they need to see me doing the most exaggerated theatrical over something they said, they need to know my opinion in an argument or discussion. And I in the other hand need them to do just that and more.

So to all of our friends that eventually will try to read at least this last sentence, please need us to be there as much as we need you to be here. We're here to help, and to be helped. And you love us for that.

Lestat

P.S.: But if you feel the curtain falling gives at least a last standing ovation, it's been very entertaining and we all deserve a last salvation

 

Indecision 2009

I'm in trouble deciding who I am going to vote on the upcoming elections.

I’m so in trouble I can’t even write a frisking post about it… so I’ll just do a video portfolio to explain my bling bling ploing ploing bastard stuff.

My frist dylema is the fact i can't trust polls, like it shows in this little sckeetch:

SEE!!

Oh! what about bajouras fucking policies? - you may ask. Well lets take a look at foreign shall we?

Nah it takes too much trouble to go through all the stupid blaleileia politics programs.

In the end they are all corupt, so lets just do things like in the old times.

Tale of a boy in the swing

In the park one day, there was a little boy sited on the swing; he was so little, too little to the place he occupied. His little feet didn't reach the ground, even when he stretched the most he could, that made him feel scared of falling… so he decided to swing, pushing back and forth, and only moving inches to each side, never he left that place.

He tries and tries to move, pushing and pulling, crouching and stretching like the other boys did, but no matter how many times he could see the tip of his little shoes he never moved more than a couple of inches, but he kept going, remembering the story of last night where the turtle never quit trying and ended up winning the race. So:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

Until his legs grew stronger, he gained a little speed and moved a lot more, it was funny and he was having a great time. Just like time the youngster and his new friend, Jack, decided to grab a ball and play passes in the school's backyard, it was freedom he felt although he did not know what freedom was. And he kept going:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

He swears that he reached the ninety degree and that it was a thrilling. It felt dangerous, and brave to do so great achievement, he felt proud of himself. He now could go brag to his school mates this was comparable to that time Anne de Breuil (deWinter), challenged the professors authority in the class room, he had done much more he had challenged the authority of gravity, he would tell everyone, and sure his long time friend would back him up.

But there was no time to lose he had to do it again, to make sure it wasn't a onetime thing he could do it whenever challenged. So he continued going:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

The teenager ended up reaching ninety degrees so often, it hardly matter now… He had now stronger and more powerful legs to run, making speed a great thrill. He almost let go of the swing one time, because he was going so fast, he was almost projected, but he held on tight, it wasn't yet time to departure from this funny game. Like it wasn't time to break contact with Jack and Anne, when in high school they went separate ways. But the future made way to stronger bridges being built between the three of them, and it was also rewarding because along came two G's; Ginger and Giselle.

New experiences came along, maybe too many came. It broke codes of conduct and bones, ending up with a crush in the heart of the youngster, fixed together with tape, laughter and a good summer.

But it wasn't the only Crush in the recent past of the now young adult.

Back and forth

Back and Crush

The swing gave in to the size of the once boy, once youngster, once teenager, and now young adult, it hit him hard in the head but now there was no back where to swing only front, and forth he shall march until the his legs give in to knowledge.

And now there he goes towards nowhere in search of somewhere.

Lestat of Lioncourt (the boy, the youngster, the teen, the young adult, and the old man)

Timing

Life's all about timing.

Sometimes, when something is not right, when it doesn't fit in your timeline, either because it came too early, too late, or exactly at the right moment, you should be careful about it and suspect it.
I told someone a secret (kind of a secret), let's imagine it was two days ago, and tomorrow that subject will come out in conversation with some other person, for the first time ever, with no aparent justification. Let's assume that is a delicate subject. Let's also assume those people know each other, they're good friends actually.
So... my dillema: is it just coincidence, or the timing's just not right?

For those who have no idea what this video is all about, I'll summarize.

In Portugal, one of the channels' news had been focused, for four years now, in criticizing the Prime Minister's decisions. Basically, its administration canceled the news' and fired both the journalist who were responsible for it and the channel's director. Therefore, there were rumors that the government were involved in such a decision.

To laugh at this ridiculous situation, someone made a video in which the Prime Minister is represented by Hitler.



Enjoy

l.o.l.

Molly

I'll give you one piece of advice: if you wanna see an excellent movie, don't see it on Sonny Entertainment Television...
That said, I saw Molly tonight. And it was really good! The acting was crap, and all the rest was not spectacular, but it was nice to watch.
My point is: sometimes it's fine to settle with imperfection... =)

Music in my mind

Last time we met Jack had the brilliant idea of giving each one of us a different music, so that when one of us calls he immediately knows who is it and comes running to answer the phone, or rolls to the other side of the bed and just enjoy the music.

If I were to be doing something alike, that I will not (because I can't), I've figured to be stuck in this mixed cd.

DeWinter:

1. Killer queen, Queen
   
2. Come as you are, nirvana
   
3. You're so vain, Carly Simon
   
4. I kissed a girl, Katy Perry
   
5. Mad world, Gary Jules
   
6. Come together, The Beatles
   
7. Superman, Lazlo Bane
   
8. BYOB, System of a down
   
9. Bohemian like you, The Dandy Warhol's
   
10. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, Al green
    
11. New York state of Mind, Billy Joel
    
12. Prison Sex, Tool
    
13. Wild World, Cat Stevens
    
14. That don't impress me much, Shania Twain
    
15. Soon Forget, Pearl Jam
    
16. I am mine, Pearl Jam
    
17. Pure Morning, Placebo
    
18. Losing my religion, R.E.M.
    
19. I'm a bitch, Meredith Brooks.

Jack:

1. A guy like you, Hunchback of Notre dame
   
2. Honesty, Billy Joel
   
3. You got a friend in me, Toy story
   
4. Wish you were here, Pink Floyd
   
5. Mad World, Gary Jules
   
6. With a little help from my friends, The Beatles
   
7. Superman, Five for fighting
   
8. Lonely day, System of a down
   
9. Ironic, Alanis Morissette
   
10. Working class hero, Green day
    
11. New York, New York, Frank Sinatra
    
12. Sober, Tool
    
13. First cut is the deepest, Cat Stevens
    
14. Better man, Pearl Jam
    
15. Sound of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel
    
16. I am mine, Pearl Jam
    
17. Jumper, Third Eye Blind
    
18. Around the sun, R.E.M.
    
19. I won't say, Hercules

Hope you like it,

Lestat of Lioncourt

Wake up! Shut up!

There are two things that I've learned when I was in kindergarten, that now I cannot use.

The first, and the one I most miss, is the after lunch siesta we had in those days, know there isn't even time for lunch itself.

The second is be true to your friends at all times; society doesn't let us do that for the simple reason that if that were to happen no one would have friends after the age of thirty.

Sometimes I disobey these society rulings and stay a good afternoon sleeping on the couch, or take a hard one to someone I considerer friend or at least friendly. But that's only some time, because if they catch me they say "wake up", or "shut up!" and then in both occasion they would slap me on the face.

The blog has been my getaway to the second thing I've learnt in kindergarten. But it feels like I've taken my search for a better world too far, and it got out of hand. So I'm now obliged to keep some things out of loop, for the sake of our micro environment.

It may feel like someone said to me what they meant for somebody else, like "Shut up, for God Sake! I don't want to know anymore! I don't care anymore!", But it was agreed to take things down a notch, even so.

So now, I'll left to find a hole I can sleep in the whole afternoon.

Lestat

a.N.D.E.

"I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here
(...)
Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shed but im me
I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you"

I won't say we almost died today... But we were closer than usual (it's not DeWinter's fault, it was just a distraction)
Anyway, what if? What would I leave behind, what would I have done?
I know, it's cliché, and I also know I'll be 70 and I'll be saying this exact same thing... But I can't help to feel it.
If I died today, how many people would have really known me? How many would really care? 2? 3? (if I was just injured, how many would see me in the hospital? :D )
How many is enough?

I admit it scares me... but "those who welcome death have only tried it from the ears up", I guess it's normal.

What do stars do best?

Between two lovers one asks is she's as beautiful as the most beautiful star… He answered "NO" she's not as beautiful as the most beautiful star. The girl isn't surprise for the negative answer, just for been so short and with no chance of turning to a positive one.

She stands up and slaps the poor fellow…

He doesn't react, standing there with a red glow in his left chic, he waits.

She then asks "Am I not your one true love? The one you craved the most at first sight? Do you even love me? Or is this just a game?" She starts to cry and her tears fall upon the love bed now torn.

He stands now holds her hands and calms her down, then he says "You're not as beautiful as any star, because your beauty is incomparable, there's nothing in this universe that I'll ever consider comparing to you. I now that the stars shine up high and some other men prefer them to you, they are stupid. Because, my baby, you glow in my arms, you keep me worm in times of cold hearted men, and as our bodies grow older and experienced your beauty will be immortal. Stay in my arms you silly girl, don't make more silly questions, for I'm not willing to trade you, even for a second, my thoughts will be of you forever…I love you and nothing more."

The lovers then embrace each other, for all eternity.

And what do stars do best? They glow.

Good Charlotte

Your future starts now.

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood - OP @ Yahoo! Video

I know no one will understand the lyrics, but don't bother the music is beautyful anyway, and so are the graphics.

Please enjoy

Adam Smith needs revision!

Sometimes I think about silly things. It’s easy; I don’t even need the wine.

I call them silly because the result isn’t always the greatest, although I get pretty good, from time to time.

Then I try to educate people in these ideas of mine, but sometimes I end up not being the best teacher…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2d_dtTZQyUM

Ending up creating big pandemonium and confusion. I’ll learn one day to do things better, but until then just hold on…

"Arrivederci"

Really, really good! So typical of him. It's this feeling of preverse fun while strong, grotesc, visual evil is on the screen, that Tarantino mastered so well, that makes me love his movies.