quinta-feira, 5 de maio de 2016

Chefes tóxicos e ironias do destino

A propósito deste artigo sobre as chefes tóxicos lembrei-me de um antigo chefe altamente Tóxico, que me disse por várias vezes "não há nada como um mau começo!"... Realmente, tenho que concordar, não há nada como um pontapé na canela quando nos tentamos levantar, porque seguramente utilizaremos toda a nossa força e energia para a segunda volta. Foi o que fiz estes anos todos, com chefias que obrigariam ao uso de máscaras de gás, semelhantes às da 1ª Guerra Mundial, transportadas em bornais verde tropa que tantas vezes usei como mala...
Contudo, depois de muitos pontapés nas canelas pergunto-me: Será que isto tudo não passa de um mau começo?! Quando é que um começo deixa de o ser? 15 anos de eternos recomeços precários podem ser um só começo?
Ironicamente, num tempo em que o futuro teima em não vir, as chefias tóxicas são o menor dos males e até lhes encontramos sentido, porque o "não futuro" é pior que o eterno começo...

quarta-feira, 13 de janeiro de 2016

There's a starman waiting in the sky...





Goodbye love
Didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh how
I leaned back on my radio oh oh
Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul, he said
Then the loud sound did seem to fade a ade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase ha hase
That weren't no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jive

There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

I had to phone someone so I picked on you ho ho
Hey, that's far out so you heard him too! o o
Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two
Look out your window I can see his light a ight
If we can sparkle he may land tonight a ight
Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright

There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

Starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

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