Venice (before 1900)
31 de janeiro de 2017
Bob Dylan
"With God On Our Side" (1963)
"Oh my name it means nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's brought up there and taught there
The laws to abide
And that the land that I live in
Has God on its side
Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side
Oh the Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side
Oh the First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for fighting
I never did get
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side
When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they killed six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side
I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war starts
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side
But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side
In many a dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side
So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
If God's on our side
He'll stop the next war"
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's brought up there and taught there
The laws to abide
And that the land that I live in
Has God on its side
Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side
Oh the Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side
Oh the First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for fighting
I never did get
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side
When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they killed six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side
I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war starts
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side
But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side
In many a dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side
So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
If God's on our side
He'll stop the next war"
Anti-semitismo
Moshe Halbertal, Yehuda Kurtzer & Einat Wilf discuss American Jewry’s fight with anti-Semitism
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Inglaterra
Students are sleepwalking into anti-Semitic hysteria
Maajid Nawaz - "Times of Israel", January 25, 2017
Never again, was the promise. We remember, the
pledge. And yet, amid record levels of anti-Semitic attacks recorded
nationally by the watchdog CST, anti-Semitism on our campuses has become
a major problem. Sadly, my own alma mater SOAS University of London is a
main culprit. This
week SOAS Jewish society’s president Avrahum Sanger revealed that
anti-Semitism has found its foothold firmly in Bloomsbury, claiming that
some students are too afraid to wear the Star of David or speak Hebrew
at the country’s foremost languages school. The union – where I once served as an officer –
had already voted to boycott Israel by the time it decided to hold an
Israeli Apartheid Week last year. This came after a vigil was arranged
on SOAS’s steps where among those mourned was Muhannad Shafeq Halabi,
who killed two Israeli men in Jerusalem. Students were mourning a terrorist.
Israel Apartheid Week on a UK campus
Jewish students have been pushing for kosher
food to be reinstated at the union snack shop, and for a multi-faith
prayer room to be made available once again after it was recently
closed. Despite this, there are two prayer rooms for
Muslims only. And these are segregated, one for each gender, in case you
had hoped for some radicalism to hail from the university that prides
itself as being the most progressive in the UK. No wonder then that a freedom of information
request from last year found only 39 students comfortable enough to
declare they were Jewish. As a SOAS alumnus who remembers the pride I
took in my school’s multiethnic, culturally rich and diverse student
body, this is depressing. From SOAS to another campus in Bloomsbury, anti-Semitic aggression came to be openly displayed at the University College London. Last October dozens of police officers were called to quell a violent anti-Israel protest that left student organisers like Devora Khafi terrified and suffering a panic attack, as Jewish students barricaded themselves in a room. Police had to eventually escort the small
group to safety. But this was not the first time police involvement on
campus was needed. That same year police were called to Kings College
after a student Israel society was attacked by demonstrators, and one of
their officers Esther Endfield reported an assault. Eyewitnesses described a mob throwing chairs and smashing windows. The meeting had to be stopped and the building evacuated.
Anti-Israel students interrupt an event with an Israeli speaker at UCL
Next came Oxford University’s turn, as the
co-chair of its student Labour club Alex Chalmers resigned in protest
after claiming that its members have “some kind of problem with Jews”.
Senior members of Oxford’s Labour club had apparently expressed their
solidarity with Hamas and its terrorist methods of killing Israeli
civilians. A second Labour club officer Brahma Mohanty soon followed,
resigning in disgust. Not be outdone, York University had to award
Jewish student Zachary Confino £1,000 in compensation after he endured
two years of repeated anti-Semitic abuse as an undergraduate. The union
has issued a written apology after it was accepted that the university
had failed to intervene.
Students banging on windows and disrupting an Israeli speaker at King’s College London
This was followed by Exeter, where students
were photographed wearing T-shirts with racist and anti-Semitic slogans
daubed on them at a sports club social event. The phrases included: “The
Holocaust was a good time.” And this week, anonymous anti-Semitic slogans
also made an appearance at Goldsmiths University as graffiti appeared on
a noticeboard calling on sociology professor David Hirsh, an expert on
anti-Semitism, to be expelled for being a “bitter Jew”.
The student noticeboard calling for ‘Bitter Jew’ David Hirsh’s head
If by now you’re worried that this is looking
like a national problem, then you are right. Things have not been this
bad for a lifetime, and the lead is coming from the top, the National
Union of Students (NUS) itself. Last summer the NUS passed a motion removing
the right of Jewish students to vote for their own representative on
the union’s Anti-Racism and Anti-Fascism committee. The NUS also held debates on whether to drop
Holocaust Memorial Day commemorations, to which large numbers of
attendees reportedly cheered and applauded. The election of Malia Bouattia as the head of the NUS leaves little room for hope that things will change.
Malia Bouattia, the controversial anti-Israel NUS president
In 2011 the now NUS president wrote that
Birmingham University was “something of a Zionist outpost”. By 2014 she
was arguing in a speech called “Gaza and the Palestinian Revolution”
that boycotts and non-violent protests were insufficient. For Bouattia,
the only way to free Palestine was to take orders on resistance from
what she called “Palestinians on the ground”. Bouattia was also responsible for the efforts
to block an NUS motion condemning ISIS as a terrorist organisation and
to show solidarity with the Kurds. The claim was that this would be read
as Islamophobic. After much condemnation a reworded motion was later
passed. The NUS did adopt a motion with relative ease
to boycott Israel. Curiously, the same logic was not used and this was
not deemed anti-Semitic. Matters came to a head last September as 44
student leaders signed an open letter stating that Jewish students did
not feel safe participating in the national student movement. How did it all come to this? The perfect storm: Islamist theocrats, their regressive left apologists and right wing populists. Though they may hate each other, they agree to
hate on Jews more. I call this Europe’s triple threat, and it is
tearing our political culture asunder, poisoning our discourse and
leaving a nasty aftertaste to campus activism. No surer sign of rising fascism have we had in
our history than the scapegoating of our Jewish communities. Alarm
bells should be sounding, and yet they are not.
This week, we remember the tragedy that was
the Holocaust. An atrocity made so easy because Europe was allowed to
sleep walk into anti-Semitic hysteria. So ponder this. Last month the government’s
first higher education adjudicator, cross-bench peer Baroness Ruth
Deech, warned that certain UK universities are becoming no-go zones for
Jews.
No-go zones, she said. Never again, we had promised.
28 de janeiro de 2017
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Shoah
International Holocaust Remembrance Day:
Candles burn in a star of David in the snow at the Buchenwald Nazi concentration camp near Weimar, Germany
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Sarça Ardente
Burning bush sculpture by David Palombo at the entrance of the Knesset, Jerusalem (1966)
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Bob Dylan
"North Country Blues"
"Come gather 'round friends
And I'll tell you a tale
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty
But the cardboard filled windows
And old men on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty
In the north end of town
My own children are grown
But I was raised on the other
In the wee hours of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was a-humming
'Til one day my brother
Failed to come home
The same as my father before him
Well a long winter's wait
From the window I watched
My friends they couldn't have been kinder
And my schooling was cut
As I quit in the spring
To marry John Thomas, a miner
Oh the years passed again
And the givin' was good
With the lunch bucket filled every season.
What with three babies born
The work was cut down
To a half a day's shift with no reason
Then the shaft was soon shut
And more work was cut
And the fire in the air, it felt frozen
'Til a man come to speak
And he said in one week
That number eleven was closin'
They complained in the east
They are paying too high.
They say that your ore ain't worth digging
That it's much cheaper down
In the south american towns
Where the miners work almost for nothing
So the mining gates locked
And the red iron rotted
And the room smelled heavy from drinking.
Where the sad, silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
I lived by the window
As he talked to himself
This silence of tongues it was building
Then one morning's wake
The bed it was bare
And I's left alone with three children
The summer is gone
The ground's turning cold
The stores one by one they're a-foldin'
My children will go
As soon as they grow
Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them"
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty
But the cardboard filled windows
And old men on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty
In the north end of town
My own children are grown
But I was raised on the other
In the wee hours of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was a-humming
'Til one day my brother
Failed to come home
The same as my father before him
Well a long winter's wait
From the window I watched
My friends they couldn't have been kinder
And my schooling was cut
As I quit in the spring
To marry John Thomas, a miner
Oh the years passed again
And the givin' was good
With the lunch bucket filled every season.
What with three babies born
The work was cut down
To a half a day's shift with no reason
Then the shaft was soon shut
And more work was cut
And the fire in the air, it felt frozen
'Til a man come to speak
And he said in one week
That number eleven was closin'
They complained in the east
They are paying too high.
They say that your ore ain't worth digging
That it's much cheaper down
In the south american towns
Where the miners work almost for nothing
So the mining gates locked
And the red iron rotted
And the room smelled heavy from drinking.
Where the sad, silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
I lived by the window
As he talked to himself
This silence of tongues it was building
Then one morning's wake
The bed it was bare
And I's left alone with three children
The summer is gone
The ground's turning cold
The stores one by one they're a-foldin'
My children will go
As soon as they grow
Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them"
17 de janeiro de 2017
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14 de janeiro de 2017
Bob Dylan
"Shelter From the Storm"
"'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on an uneventful morn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm"
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on an uneventful morn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm"
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Lou Reed
"Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.
Candy came from out on the island,
In the backroom she was everybody's darling,
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She sayes, hey baby, take a walk on the wild side
Said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls go,
In the backroom she was everybody's darling,
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She sayes, hey baby, take a walk on the wild side
Said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls go,
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City is the place where they said:
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City is the place where they said:
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side
Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should have seen him go, go, go
They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side, alright, huh
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should have seen him go, go, go
They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side, alright, huh
Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls say
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls say
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo"
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo"
4 de janeiro de 2017
Bob Dylan
"To Ramona" (1965)
"Ramona, come closer
Shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Will pass as your senses will rise
The flowers of the city
Though breathlike, get deathlike at times
And there's no use in tryin'
To deal with the dyin'
Though I cannot explain that in lines.
Your cracked country lips
I still wish to kiss
As to be by the touch of you skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I'm in
But it grieves my heart, love
To see you tryin' to be a part of
A world that just don't exist
It's all just a scheme, babe
A vacuum, a dream, babe
That sucks you into feelin' like this.
I can see that your head
Has been twisted and fed
With worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn
Between stayin' and returnin'
Back to the South
You've been fooled into thinking
That the finishin' end is at hand
Yet there's no one to beat you
No one to defeat you
'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad
I've heard you say many times
That you're better 'n no one
And no one is better 'n you
If you really believe that
You know you have
Nothing to win and nothing to lose
From fixtures and forces and friends
Your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you
Making you feel
That you have to be exactly like them.
I'd forever talk to you
But soon my words
They would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart
I know there is no help I can bring
Everything passes
Everything changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday, maybe
Who knows, baby
I'll come and be cryin' to you"
Shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Will pass as your senses will rise
The flowers of the city
Though breathlike, get deathlike at times
And there's no use in tryin'
To deal with the dyin'
Though I cannot explain that in lines.
Your cracked country lips
I still wish to kiss
As to be by the touch of you skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I'm in
But it grieves my heart, love
To see you tryin' to be a part of
A world that just don't exist
It's all just a scheme, babe
A vacuum, a dream, babe
That sucks you into feelin' like this.
I can see that your head
Has been twisted and fed
With worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn
Between stayin' and returnin'
Back to the South
You've been fooled into thinking
That the finishin' end is at hand
Yet there's no one to beat you
No one to defeat you
'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad
I've heard you say many times
That you're better 'n no one
And no one is better 'n you
If you really believe that
You know you have
Nothing to win and nothing to lose
From fixtures and forces and friends
Your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you
Making you feel
That you have to be exactly like them.
I'd forever talk to you
But soon my words
They would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart
I know there is no help I can bring
Everything passes
Everything changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday, maybe
Who knows, baby
I'll come and be cryin' to you"
3 de janeiro de 2017
2 de janeiro de 2017
Istambul
Relatives of one of the 39 victims of the shooting at the Reina nightclub in Istanbul mourn during his funeral ceremony.
1 de janeiro de 2017
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