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SALA DE ÁUDIO
Mauricio ouvindo o discurso de Martin Luther King, quando ele recebeu o nobel da paz na Noruega em 1964. O discurso tem a duracao de 11 minutos e faz uma dura critica aos governantes e ao proprio premio, pois cita que enquanto todos estao la bem vestidos e com comida farta, negros em todo mundo estao morrendo de fome, etc, etc. Ficar 11 minutos, ouvindo o discurso desse cara numa sala sem ninguem foi algo unico na minha vida.
Leiam o discurso do cara abaixo:
Martin Luther King's Acceptance Speech, on the occasion of the award of the Nobel Peace Prize in Oslo, December 10, 1964
Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, Mr. President, Excellencies, Ladies and Gentlemen:
I accept the Nobel Prize for Peace at a moment when 22 million Negroes of the United States of America are engaged in a creative battle to end the long night of racial injustice. I accept this award on behalf of a civil rights movement which is moving with determination and a majestic scorn for risk and danger to establish a reign of freedom and a rule of justice. I am mindful that only yesterday in Birmingham, Alabama, our children, crying out for brotherhood, were answered with fire hoses, snarling dogs and even death. I am mindful that only yesterday in Philadelphia, Mississippi, young people seeking to secure the right to vote were brutalized and murdered. And only yesterday more than 40 houses of worship in the State of Mississippi alone were bombed or burned because they offered a sanctuary to those who would not accept segregation. I am mindful that debilitating and grinding poverty afflicts my people and chains them to the lowest rung of the economic ladder.
Therefore, I must ask why this prize is awarded to a movement which is beleaguered and committed to unrelenting struggle; to a movement which has not won the very peace and brotherhood which is the essence of the Nobel Prize.
After contemplation, I conclude that this award which I receive on behalf of that movement is a profound recognition that nonviolence is the answer to the crucial political and moral question of our time - - the need for man to overcome oppression and violence without resorting to violence and oppression. Civilization and violence are antithetical concepts. Negroes of the United States, following the people of India, have demonstrated that nonviolence is not sterile passivity, but a powerful moral force which makes for social transformation. Sooner or later all the people of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby transform this pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood. If this is to be achieved, man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.
The tortuous road which has led from Montgomery, Alabama to Oslo bears witness to this truth. This is a road over which millions of Negroes are travelling to find a new sense of dignity. This same road has opened for all Americans a new era of progress and hope. It has led to a new Civil Rights Bill, and it will, I am convinced, be widened and lengthened into a super highway of justice as Negro and white men in increasing numbers create alliances to overcome their common problems.
I accept this award today with an abiding faith in America and an audacious faith in the future of mankind. I refuse to accept despair as the final response to the ambiguities of history. I refuse to accept the idea that the "isness" of man's present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the eternal "oughtness" that forever confronts him. I refuse to accept the idea that man is mere flotsom and jetsom in the river of life, unable to influence the unfolding events which surround him. I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.
I refuse to accept the cynical notion that nation after nation must spiral down a militaristic stairway into the hell of thermonuclear destruction. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant. I believe that even amid today's motor bursts and whining bullets, there is still hope for a brighter tomorrow. I believe that wounded justice, lying prostrate on the blood-flowing streets of our nations, can be lifted from this dust of shame to reign supreme among the children of men. I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality and freedom for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men have torn down men other-centered can build up. I still believe that one day mankind will bow before the altars of God and be crowned triumphant over war and bloodshed, and no
BBC Radio Bristol Day 6 Saturday 7 March
BBC Radio Bristol Thursday 20 May
Above you see Kate and Goldie in winter attire - this was our first aborted attempt to be interviewed on Saturday 7 March. Mr Scary (security) told us that Nicki was absent through illness and the station was short staffed so we had to be content with this photograph taken by a passerby, Clare.
We had stayed in Weymouth Wednesday night because ferry arrived there 6.30pm Stayed at greenlands - ?25 B&B.
We got up 6am - I had a bad night with virtually no sleep - but after a walk round the park and seafront we both felt better.
After a good breakfast at 7,30am we left for the station to get the 8.50am Great Western Railways train to Bristol - ?14.60.
Arrived Bristol 11.35 - went to pick up complimentary ticket from Cross Country Trains - no joy from man behind desk; so decided to go to BBC and do interview and try later. Difficulty finding a bus to BBC finally one I got on went on a grand tour of all Bristol and when i wanted to get off he said no. Anyway finally arrived and security man John was lovely and took us across to studio where we met the lovely Nicki. Ben interviewed us and took photos. Met David from Gloucester who had kindly walked us to the bus station to get Oxford bus , he asked how things went after I left there on a high - I simply said it went pear shaped after that with radio Oxford and Berkshire. So David has moved to Radio Bristol.
Goldie was desperate for a run so we took bus up to Black Boys Common where we had a good walk and run. Then the problem of finding a bus again - I stood between bus stops, missing that one and then this and finally got on the airport bus. Again we had a grand tour of Bristol until we reached the railway station.
I was tired and didn't want to stand in aqueue for ages trying to get this ticket so i went to ask a man - join the queue was all he would say. So I had to take the rucksack off - six hours on my back - I could not stand there for ages with it on. Then he said I was in the wrong place and had to go somewhere else so I hawked it up again and went to join another queue. Finally I met the lovely Robin and could get the train to Birmingham. I bought a sandwich and drink - nearly ?6!
The train left at 2.30pm - I had been in Bristol 3 hours just going up and down a hill on two buses!
The train was comfortable but the coffee was water which had possibly only been allowed to sniff the coffee.
Arrived in Birmingham 4pm Goldie was fazed by the many legs and things on wheels she had to negotiate The Virgin ticket was picked up with no problem - thank you Robin
4.20pm left Birmingham on a very crowded train. I decided to stand up so Goldie could use the space under the seat I would have been sitting in - got a lot of glowering looks but Goldie could not possible have stood in the aisle as I did. Staff on train really friendly and helpful and got a real coffee which tasted like real coffee - thank you Virgin Train Staff.
Finally train drew in to Preston and we got off and had a few minutes fresh air and then jumped on Barrow Train to Carnforth.
We arrived Carnforth 6.38pm and we ran up to top of hill to get 6.40pm bus home.
Goldie was thrilled to get off bus to walk last half mile to our house. Rucksack thrown down we went down to the shore so Goldie could sniff her many friends trails and bound about on home ground.
Fortunately there was a tin of beans in the cupboard for me and dog food in my rucksack for Goldie.
We both flopped in our own beds - until the next time.
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