meiapataca's

2012-01-02

In general, the results could not be combined in an overarching model, and were thus disappointing with regard to scientific progress. In contrast, the end result in terms of publication output was quite positive: the majority of papers were presented at international conferences and published in highly cited journals and several students earned PhD degrees based on their work on the subject.

{e tb} The report elaborates on the specific ways the research went wrong, but there is one unifying cause that explained all others: the ultimate goal of the research was a publication, and the ultimate purpose of the publication was individual advancement.

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What’s wrong with scientific research? (via b2kn)

e isso é novo? desde quando?

(e, oxe, a última palavra, pra variar, é um link pro TLP)

(via b2kn)

Source: partialobjects.com

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Das himmlische Leben (que tem na 4a. de Mahler)

Gozamos os prazeres celestes

Enquanto evitamos os terrestres

Mundano escarcéu

Não se ouve no céu!

E tudo em paz se conserva.

Vivemos aqui como anjos

Mas são divertidos arranjos;

Pulamos, saltamos,

Corremos, cantamos,

São Pedro no céu observa.

João deixa solto o cordeiro

E Herodes lhe aguarda, açougueiro,

Vamos com um paciente,

Inocente, paciente,

Doce cordeirinho a morrer.

São Lucas abate o gado

Sem um pensamento ou cuidado.

O vinho é de graça

Na adega da Graça;

Pão anjos se põem a cozer.

(…)

Mas se é de jejum o momento

Vêm peixes nadando a contento

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Quis dizer “contentes”, mas traduzi agora direto da Wikipedia e do Google Tradutor, sou TRANSCRIATIVO solta meu braço

2011-12-23

http://pqpbach.opensadorselvagem.org/bach-na-viola-brasileira-1971-5-transcricoes-por-a-theodoro-nogueira-1913-2002/

ainda não ouvi mas imagina o vinil

solista Gerold Bach

An actor named Jim Buck wins AVN’s Gay Performer of the Year Award, and you better believe yr. corresps. sit bolt upright when the person who appears onstage to accept the award is a pink and leptosomatic 4’10” and is wearing an Eton collar and appears, even under 125X binoculation, to be a twelve-year-old boy. And it turns out it is a twelve-year-old boy: It’s Jim Buck’s little brother. “Jim can’t be here tonight because he’s performing in a Shakespeare festival in New Orleans,” the little boy says (correspondential expressions of bug-eyed inquiry at Hecuba and Filth—Shakespeare festival? sending a prepubescent relative to collect your excellence-in-filmed-sodomy prize?—are met with bemused shrugs), “but I’m here to thank you on his behalf, and to say that I taught Jim everything he knows.” [Enormous audience laugh and ovation, single spasmodic shudder from hunched ABC Radio lady.]

(do Big Red Son, desculpaí quem já leu)