Abaixo a lista dos países com os iPods mais caros (modelo Nano de 2 GB):
1. Brasil 327,71
2. Índia 222,27
3. Suécia 213,03
4. Dinamarca 208,25
5. Bélgica 205,81
6. França 205,80
7. Finlândia 205,80
8. Irlanda 205,79
9. Reino Unido 195,04
10. Áustria 192,86
11. Holanda 192,86
12. Espanha 192,86
13. Itália 192,86
14. Alemanha 192,46
15. China 179,84
16. Coréia do Sul 176,17
17. Suíça 175,59
18. Nova Zelândia 172,53
19. Austrália 172,36
20. Taiwan 164,88
21. Cingapura 161,25
22. México 154,46
23. EUA 149,00
24. Japão 147,63
25. Hong Kong 147,35
26. Canadá 144,20
Fonte: CommSec, Apple
Mas você é politizado, tem opiniões desde os treze anos de idade e trabalha numa ONG desde os quinze, para devolver algo à sociedade. Você é contra a ALCA, por um Brasil melhor. No fundo você só não quer que os pobres tenham o mesmo iPod que você, seu elitista filho da puta.
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I went out walking
Through streets paved with gold,
Lifted some stones of the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul.
I went out walking
Under an atomic sky,
Where the ground won’t turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye.
Yeah, I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
I went drifting
Through the capitals of tin,
Where men can’t walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in.
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens lack to sit,
They say they want the kingdom
But they don’t want God in it.
I went out riding
Down that old eight lane,
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name.
I went with nothing,
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
I wet out there
In search of experience
To taste and touch and to view as much
As a man can before he redempts.
I went out searching
Looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his fathers right hand.
I went walking
With a bible and a gun
The word of God laid heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one.
Now Jesus, don’t you wait up
Jesus I’ll be coming home soon
I went out for the papers
Told her I’d be back by noon.
Yeah, I left with nothing
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
Yeah, I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
(U2 & Johnny Cash)
Through streets paved with gold,
Lifted some stones of the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul.
I went out walking
Under an atomic sky,
Where the ground won’t turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye.
Yeah, I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
I went drifting
Through the capitals of tin,
Where men can’t walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in.
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens lack to sit,
They say they want the kingdom
But they don’t want God in it.
I went out riding
Down that old eight lane,
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name.
I went with nothing,
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
I wet out there
In search of experience
To taste and touch and to view as much
As a man can before he redempts.
I went out searching
Looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his fathers right hand.
I went walking
With a bible and a gun
The word of God laid heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one.
Now Jesus, don’t you wait up
Jesus I’ll be coming home soon
I went out for the papers
Told her I’d be back by noon.
Yeah, I left with nothing
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
Yeah, I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
(U2 & Johnny Cash)
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3 comentários:
E todo mundo sabe que, ceteris paribus, quanto maior o preço do produto, maior a mais-valia extraída do trabalhador.
Tudo culpa do capitalismo, minha gente. Parafraseando Sr. Delfim numa palestra lá na faculdade (que foi invadida por uns desses carinhas inquietos da FFLCH, após um deles vir com o discursinho puxa-cordinha-do-GIJoe-e-ele-fala): "Meu amigo, não pode ser assim. Não adianta simplismente querer dar uma de Jacobino e sair falando um monte de coisa sem pensar."
Sabe qual é a educação desses caras?
Ouvir muito headbaaaanzi!!!!
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