Tuesday, 5 October 2010

One Century Of Deadness And Counting

P The country is dead.
P Or, at least, that is how it feels.
P People feel completely detached from politics, which is not unusual in itself, but the country is devoid of spirit; there is just a string of meaningless, self-absorbed men in suits ands ties going through the organs of government like termites through a wooden house or the plague through a mediaeval town, making everything ever worse, bit by bit. Stupid and misguided people, all useless, and all exactly the same.
P Which reminds me of the Weeds intro, in an emo sort of way.
P But I have hope, silly young me. I still believe that Portugal can be revived, restored, made into something decent, a kingdom with a soul, instead of just something that is not quite Spain and is not quite anything else specific either.
P Despite being Portuguese, I still believe in Portugal.

Sunday, 3 October 2010