1De que serve a bondadeSe os bons sao imediatamente liquidados, ou sao liquidadosAqueles para os quais eles sao bons?De que serve a liberdadeSe os livres tem que viver entre os nao-livres?De que serve a razaoSe somente a desrazao consegue o alimento de que todos necessitam?2Em vez de serem apenas bons,esforcem-sePara criar um estado de coisas que torne possivel a bondadeOu melhor:que a torne superflua!Em vez de serem apenas livres,esforcem-sePara criar um estado de coisas que liberte a todosE tambem o amor a liberdadeTorne superfluo!Em vez de serem apenas razoaveis,esforcem-sePara criar um estado de coisas que torne a desrazao de um individuoUm mau negocio.Bertold Brecht <script src="http://h2.flashvortex.com/display.php?id=2_1300644085_62897_430_0_728_70_9_2_79" type="text/javascript"></script> carnaval em toda cidade estoradafeito por Victor Tomando Banho Com a Irma Joaozinho toma banho com a irma. Ao assistir ele brincar com o seu proprio 'brinquedinho', ela reclama: - Eu tambem quero mexer no seu brinquedinho! - Nada disso! - responde ele, decidido. - Voce quebrou o seu e vai acabar quebrando o meu tambem... incendio em messejana sere da semana <iframe frameborder="0" border="1" height="601" scrolling="no" src="http://app-filmes-seriados.blogspot.com/" width="810"></iframe> Apos ataque ocidental, rebeldes retornam a cidade de BenghaziNa TV, Khadafi diz que vai armar populacao contra 'colonialismo' Simple Past: 1. I (see) my friends yesterday.2. He (have) a short break in the morning. 3. They (speak) about holidays.4. We (make) a nice present.Past Continuos: 1. Alissa (do) her homework. 2. Peter (sing). 3. Jeremy (dance). 4. Mary (drink) some water. Torn Natalie ImbrugliaI thought I saw a man brought to lifeHe was warm he came around like he was dignifiedHe showed me what it was to cryWell you couldn't be that man I adoredYou don't seem to know-or seem to care what yourheart is forBut I don't know him anymoreThere's nothin' where he used to lieMy conversation has run dryThat's what's goin' onNothing's fineI'm tornI'm all out of faith, this is how I feelI'm cold and I'm ashamedLying naked on the floorIllusion never changedInto something realI'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is tornYou're a little lateI'm already tornSo I guess the fortune teller's rightI should have seen just what was there and not some Holy lightBut you crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care,I have no luckI don't miss it all that muchThere's just so many thingsThat I can't touchI'm tornI'm all out of faithThis is how I feelI'm cold and I'm ashamedLying naked on the floorIllusion never changedInto something realI'm wide awake and I can seeThe perfect sky is tornYou're a little lateI'm already tornTornOhh, ooh...There's nothing where he used to lieMy inspiration has run dryThat's what's goin' onNothing's right I'm tornI'm all out of faithThis is how I feelI'm cold and I'm ashamedLying naked on the floorIllusion never changedInto something realI'm wide awake and I can seeThe perfect sky is tornI'm all out of faithThis is how I feelI'm cold and I'm ashamedBound and broken on the floorYou're a little late I'm already tornTornOh,Oh Went home while my brother was going to work. Jane took a shower while her brother _was doing his homework.______________________________ Mark looked for