Law And Disorder In Johannesburg

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Louis Theroux: Law and Disorder in Johannesburg

Louis Theroux travels to Johannesburg, where the residents find themselves increasingly besieged by crime. Despairing of the capability of the police and the courts to protect them, many have turned to an industry of private security, offering protection for a price. Are the sometimes brutal methods of these private police really a solution or just another part of the problem?

The first stop for Louis is a meeting with William Mayangoni, the local co-ordinator for a security firm known as Mapogo. Based on the outskirts of Diepsloot, one of the squatter camps that ring Johannesburg, William investigates thefts for his mainly white clients. When he catches a suspect, he gives them ‘medicine’: the alleged offender is beaten with a leather whip known as a sjambok.

Although his clients seem to support what they see as ‘an African solution to an African problem’, William’s methods alienate the people of Diepsloot. Finally, their patience snaps dramatically, and William has to call out the real police in order to protect himself from the vicious threat of the mob.

In the centre of Johannesburg, a security company called Bad Boyz work in an area called Hillbrow, notorious for its high crime rate. Louis meets company director Hendrik De Klerk who explains that much of their activity involves reclaiming and securing buildings that have been taken over, or hijacked, by criminal gangs who illegally take rent from tenants. Louis watches dramatic evictions unfold, in which the police and security companies are not afraid to use force to kick out the protesting residents.

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Deveria ter visto isto à uma semana atrás, para aprender a não me queixar tanto, (apenas) por me terem roubado o carro.

O argumento perfeito para um história de amor

Dwight Schrute

What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier; it’s priceless. As I’m taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It’s her father’s business. She’s Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico but I go to Canada. I don’t trust her. Besides, I love the cold. Thirty years later I get a postcard. I have a son. And he’s the Chief of Police. This is where the story gets interesting: I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She’s been waiting for me all these years. She’s never taken another lover. I don’t care. I don’t show up. I go to Berlin. That’s where I stashed the chandelier.

Buraco na Parede

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ANA X5/3

1º Prémio Categoria Geral do Concurso de Vídeo Escolar 8 e Meio 2008

Sinopse – Filme que se divide em 3 capítulos que nos dão a conhecer uma personagem, a Ana, distanciada entre o seu corpo e a sua mente.

Realização – Ana Milhazes
Ano – 2008

Escola Secundária Soares dos Reis – Porto

Ainda sou do tempo em que se faziam buracos na parede do balneário feminino para se verem meninas do liceu nuas.

Pão com Rissol

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Um pão com rissol, um Panike de ovos (servido quente, para ter desculpa para ir a casa fazer cócó) e um fresky de laranja. Às 10:20 era sempre assim, intervalo gordo a condizer com o lanche.
Depois porta branca, quando não havia luta de castanhas no Magusto, ou um joguito de futebol com a bola gentilmente cedida pelo Senhor Ângelo. Depois roubar bananas à senhora com cara de gorila, jogar aos centrinhos e fazer pontapés de bicicleta no cimento, partir o vidro da cantina a dar toques, entalar o judoca na máquina da coca-cola, ficar suspenso por bater no Pernáutico na sala de aulas, oferecer pão-de-ló de Ovar às senhoras da secretaria para não me reprovarem por faltas, dizer foda-se 2 vezes ao Professor Júlio e ser expulso (do torneio), espirrar para cima do pipi na aula de inglês, ver as meninas do basquetebol de calções (marli não incluída porque ele namora com o pix), praxar os alunos mais novos com o tunniko, não fazer relatórios de técnicas laboratoriais de biologia com o popsi, fugir do Mitch, correr do Hilário, gozar com o coraçãozinho de satã etc.. Tudo isto como actividades extra curriculares oferecidas pela ESEQ.