Sou um jovem angolano cosmopolita e quis, ao criar este Blog, partilhar com vocês os meus gostos e desgostos, comentários sobre aquilo que me interessa. Todo comentário é bem vindo, desde que seja respeitada a coisa mais importante neste mundo: o direito a uma opinião.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
geeking ain't easy but somebody got to do it...
Mark Zuckerberg. Let's face it, this guy is nothing more nothing less than the richest drug dealer on earth. His trick? to sell a LEGAL DRUG that has got everyone hooked up!
Mark Zuckerberg is the creator of Facebook. Now you see my point. He is what we can commonly call a nerd, a geek, a social misfit. A guy who created the most used social network in the world to date, and he did it from his Harvard dorm room, in 2004. He then developed it to become the billion dollar business it is today; in 2008, he was the youngest person to enter the club of self made BILLIONAIRES in the USA; Viacom, Yahoo, Microsoft have tried to buy his Midas-like enterprise, but he didn't sell it.
Mark is living the revenge of a geek, being the cool guy behind the coolest tool internet had to offer since iRC chat (do you even remember that?); he is young, talented and rich to an extent most of us would never dream to be at age 24. He made loneliness profitable, he helped millions to create the illusion they had thousands of friends, he helped match people with equal centers of interest, who would probably never have the opportunity or the guts to meet in real life...
But there is still something disturbing about that: despite being the hot guy of the moment, the center of attention, he rented an entire club to throw a gigantic party, spent 100 grand to satisfy people who went there to kiss his ass, and still, he was nowhere to be seen, playing wallflower at his own party! The man who gets the planet together, who creates millions of connexions a day, who allowed people to meet and get to know each other in a whole new and different manner seems to still have trouble mingling with the crowd. Like he created facebook for himself, to get "out there" because he couldn't do it in person. Seems like he still can't.
Once a geek, always a geek...
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Questionnaire de Marcel Proust
Blue Moon...
Blue moon. A rare phenomenon, which became an expression to describe something rare. "Once in a blue moon", something that almost never happens. But again, if it "almost" never happens, it means that sometimes it does. And when it does, what a delight that is! I would never be able to talk about it as well as Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart did, back in 1934, when they wrote this beautiful song... Which became an anthem to me ever since I heard Billie Holiday's cover, the most famous to date, the most beautiful to date... I have lived quite a few rare moments in my life. Some of them are really precious to me. Really unforgettable. The last one is still taking my breath away. I wish everyone in this world could live at least one "Blue Moon" moment in their lives. It's just the kind of thing that makes life worth living. Those are moments worth dying for. Blue Moon...
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked to the moon it turned to gold
Blue moon
Now Im no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
TOP 10 of sexy love making songs
10- Now That We're Done, by 112
Friday, April 24, 2009
Daddy Issues
The place of the male figure in a child life is at least as important as the female's one, and is not to be taken lightly, for both boys and girls, in equal importance but different manners. Growing up "looking for a Dad", knowing all along that he is alive and somewhere, near or far, may be a disturbing experience. It may help some to build their lives in a more solid manner, so that they won't repeat the pattern; but it cetainly creates a void and unbalances in a very strong way the life of the abandoned child.
So what is it that made so many fathers "quit their jobs" as parents? Despite being divorced or separated from the mother of their children, they should never forget that the little ones need them, as flawed as they may be, as imperfect as they may be. They have to realize that, it comes a time in a child's life, no matter how good a parent they may be, they will always seem imperfect to their kids. And they are right, because we are not perfect, we all commit many mistakes. But we have to learn from them...
With your children, you do your best and try to work with what you are given... but you DO IT... It's better to be wrong about something you did thinking it was the best for your children than not to do anything at all... Because when they grow up to become parents in their own right, they understand the sacrifices, the struggle, the difficulty that it is to be a parent and raise a child in this crazy world that gets crazier by the minute. And they will be thankful. But in order for you to have it, you have to do something, to provide love and care and protection and warmth and your best shot to make them happy... Before it's too late... Before it's too late...