Archive for January, 2010

Windows 7: Finalmente vou trocar meu sistema!

Friday, January 29th, 2010

Todos que me conhecem sabem disso: eu sou totalmente averso a instalar o Windows Vista em meu computador de trabalho, devido a vários problemas, sendo o maior deles a falta de responsividade do sistema.
Entretanto, após algumas semanas usando o Windows 7 em uma máquina de testes, acredito que é hora de efetuar o upgrade aqui 😉

(para quem quer saber por que não usar Linux: Topstyle passou a ser atualizado após vários anos.)

Alguém me acompanha?

Edit: Mudei de idéia. Não deu para aguentar todas as animações e frescuras do Windows 7 – apesar de ser possível remover, meu novo projeto é colocar os aplicativos que uso no Linux Mint ou no Ubuntu

Financial help for burglars: indignation

Thursday, January 28th, 2010

I received an email from a friend two days ago, and for my surprise it wasn’t one of those funny or simple urban legends we usually throw away without a second thought.

It was a link for the “INSS”, Brazilian’s institute of Social Health and retirement funds, where they state about a financial help for families of imprisoned people.

http://www.previdenciasocial.gov.br/conteudoDinamico.php?id=22

Yes, that’s correct: payment for families of burglars, killers or any other social threats while they are in prison!!
The more I think about it, the more I feel indignated about this. Even living in another country, I have to declare my taxes in Brazil, since I have some customers there, and thus pay taxes there. This money is partially used to HELP these people!!!

This is giving me headaches since I first heard about it. And it keeps me wondering if this kind of abuse happens in another country as well? I think not.

What kind of people is that, that can hear about an abuse like this and do NOTHING to change?

Indignação

Thursday, January 28th, 2010

Esta semana recebi um email sobre uma coisa que eu achei que nunca existiria, e que não deveria nem passar pela cabeça de um cidadão honesto. Antes de começar, o link oficial está abaixo:

http://www.previdenciasocial.gov.br/conteudoDinamico.php?id=22

Se você acessou, é isso mesmo: O INSS oferece um “auxílio-reclusão”, para ajudar aos “pobres” delinquentes e marginais que eventualmente tenham sido presos por algum motivo.

OU SEJA: a sociedade AJUDA aos presos para que suas famílias não fiquem sem suporte.

Eu pergunto: e as pessoas que foram prejudicadas pelo preso? As famílias daqueles que eventualmente não podem mais prover o sustento devido a alguma violência cometida pelo “pobre detento”?

Fazem dois dias que eu recebi esse email, e estou com essa lei absurda martelando em minha cabeça. Como é que alguém pode ter alento para trabalhar honestamente e lembrar que um ladrão / delinquente / assassino / o que for, vai preso e sua família pode receber um “auxílio-detento”?

Eu não moro no Brasil há alguns anos, mas já ouvi falar em várias bolsas para ajudar aqueles que não querem saber de nada, e que servem APENAS para atender aos apelos populistas do PT.
Mas essa idéia de que um marginal tem direito a uma ajuda maior que o salário-mínimo que muitas pessoas honestas ganham para manter suas famílias é MUITO MAIS DO QUE MINHA PACIÊNCIA AGUENTA!
Alguém aí poderia me informar quem foi o maldito legislador que inventou essa lei????

Aguardo seus comentários, por favor.

Tips of wisdom

Monday, January 18th, 2010

I’ve learned that I like my teacher because she cries when we sings “Silent Night”.
Age 5

I’ve learned that our dog doesn’t want to eat my broccoli either.
Age 7

I’ve learned that when I wave to people in the country, they stop what they are doing and wave back.
Age 9

I’ve learned that just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes me clean it up again.
Age 12

I’ve learned that if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try cheering someone else up.
Age 14

I’ve learned that although it’s hard to admit it, I’m secretly glad my parents are strict with me.
Age 15

I’ve learned that silent company is often more healing than words of advice.
Age 24

I’ve learned that brushing my child’s hair is one of life’s great pleasures.
Age 26

I’ve learned that wherever I go, the world’s worst drivers have followed me there.
Age 29

I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.
Age 30

I’ve learned that there are people who love you dearly but just don’t know how to show it.
Age 42

I’ve learned that you can make some one’s day by simply sending them a little note.
Age 44

I’ve learned that the greater a person’s sense of guilt, the greater his or her need to cast blame on others.
Age 46

I’ve learned that children and grandparents are natural allies.
Age 47

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
Age 48

I’ve learned that singing “Amazing Grace” can lift my spirits for hours.
Age 49

I’ve learned that motel mattresses are better on the side away from the phone.
Age 50

I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
Age 51

I’ve learned that keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine cabinet full of pills.
Age 52

I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you miss them terribly after they die.
Age 53

I’ve learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a life.
Age 58

I’ve learned that if you want to do something positive for your children, work to improve your marriage.
Age 61

I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
Age 62

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catchers mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
Age 64

I’ve learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new people, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
Age 65

I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with kindness, I usually make the right decision.
Age 66

I’ve learned that everyone can use a prayer.
Age 72

I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
Age 82

I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch-holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
Age 90

I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.
Age 92