In Angola they feel prisoners political accused of any crime. They say that it is a democratic regime that it is in the middle of the joy of their functions. The democratic potencies close the eyes and they point that it is like this that it is good, that it is like this that it is made the stability in Africa. Here is the income of the terrorism of which Europe is not gotten to loosen. Who supports the corruption and their dictatorships, in the bottom it is also terrorist without the knowledge.

sábado, 9 de maio de 2009

Elections pastime

Insured transport (participation in the operation of vehicles of construction companies, Teixeira Duarte SA, Odebrecht, Chinese, etc.). Free distribution of beer (CUCA) and light foods in the place.  

Supports to the assemblies of Mpla in Luanda. Source  Club-k


The difference that exists between a horse and a man is the following: The horse has four paws, the man has two hands and two feet. The man has brain, a lot of mounts no. 


Badly to govern is to die quickly, it is a suicide 

no necessary, but it is always present 

It is to play with the fire, to burn, to abandon the people,  

dismissing him of the elections 

He still remains something 

The serenity lost is returned never 


If it stole would be rich. This is the only middle to enrich. That they prove me the opposite, there won't be anybody, that he throws me the first million of dollars to undeceive me. Because the law protects them. 


The powerful ones are protected and the weak ones failed to protect it doesn't advance to appeal because two legal professions exist One for poor, other for rich… and disinherited them… it was not in vain that this word was pronounced for the first time. 


Disinherited… because the powerful ones inherited her it. The warranty of my recent freedom was to shoot for the garbage the technical books left by the colonialists, because in the new life they would not have any advantage. It was as soon as thought in the new revolutionary ideology: only the Marxist books were edifying. The technical books, the Universal Works… they were imperialistic, capitalist. 


When we gave for the allure, it was too late 

Return us to the caves, to the tunnels of the spirit without light 

Again in the claws of the vampires 


To hear cicada sing… there were not ants to keep. 


Pic: Angola em fotos




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