Vídeo: CdK | 120 | Joana Amaral Dias: Porque o sistema está podre por dentro.

Que espetáculo de mulher, mas está demasiado à frente para o entendimento do Zé Povinho.

É uma pena que o Miguel Milhões, não perceba, ou faça de conta que não percebe e continue a encobrir a Joana Amaral Dias, qd ela inventa sobre o que não sabe /não conhece. O tom de voz e o discurso mudam claramente…
É mentira que as famílias tivessem de pagar o repatriamento e os funerais dos que tombaram na guerra colonial. Basta perguntar a quem lá esteve, ou às famílias das vítimas.
Para uma pessoa tão experiente até acho estranho, mas cada um sabe de si.
A Esquerda Champanhe no seu melhor. O que vale, é que são cada vez menos.

O que a Joana diz é verdade. Das 13 pessoas do TC, prai uns 5 ou 6 não são juizes. São professores de Direito.

Joana tenho votado em ti ✌️
É preciso arrumar o sistema e quem vive dele tem de sair.

Reparem na postura dela…enquanto sentada… combativa! Gosto disso!

A Joaninha a falar do TGV não percebe nadinha do que está a dizer… 😂

Uma nota: ninguém impugnou o concurso do TGV. Qual é a razão se há tanta barracada?

A guerra é má até a tua liberdade estiver em risco e depois tens lutar pode é ser tarde de mais

For centuries, Portugal’s identity thrived on its people, its culture, and its traditions: the melancholic beauty of saudade, the rhythms of music, the European Portuguese accent — all lived, breathed, and passed down. Today, that civilization faces a quiet transformation. Native-born Portuguese produce around 1.2 children per woman, far below replacement, with projections suggesting fewer than three million by 2100 and under one million by 2175. Many young men leave the country seeking work abroad, and some women do as well. Out of this shrinking genetic lineage, newcomers gradually inherit streets, schools, and markets. Immigration is already decisive: roughly one-third of newborns have mothers from Angola, Brazil, or other Lusophone regions, who reproduce faster and contribute to urban life, commerce, and social systems. The European Portuguese accent lingers, admired and taught, but the day-to-day habits, jokes, and rhythms of life shift as generations mix. Every street, classroom, and office whispers the same warning: demographic momentum shapes reality more than heritage or nostalgia.

In Southeast Asia, Portuguese tongues once danced in Malacca with Malay, Chinese, Indian, and Dutch, creating Papia Kristang — a mother tongue that survived centuries after political control vanished. By the 20th century, it still counted over 5,000 active speakers; today only a few thousand whisper it, while English and Malay dominate. A Portuguese man who might once have roamed freely through ports and feitorias now approaches the Embassy in Singapore and finds the doors politely closed — a quiet, ironic reminder of history. It is bitter, funny, and profoundly sad all at once.

After the “flower revolution,” Portuguese society conjured a new Adamastor: Salazar, remembered as the symbol of everything wrong. Admiration shifted outward: Britain efficient, Sweden sophisticated, France advanced — distant trophies casting Portuguese pride in sharp relief. Meanwhile, native Portuguese over 65 constitute 23% of the population, and the median age sits around 46 years. Life expectancy averages 83 years. Each elder highlights the absence of generational renewal, while each newborn hints at a tenuous continuity.

This transformation is mirrored in the functioning of institutions. The system is brittle, ossified, and resistant to adaptation. Policies, bureaucracies, and networks of power increasingly prioritize self-preservation over responding to social needs. Old hierarchies, once legitimized by tradition, now operate in ways that are disconnected from the population. Corruption, inefficiency, and misaligned incentives quietly erode public trust, while ordinary citizens — and particularly those from declining demographics — have little power to influence outcomes. The country continues to function, yet the machinery that governs daily life is creaking, slow, and sometimes indifferent, reflecting the same systemic inertia that accelerates cultural and demographic change

The key forged by the first king swung open centuries of empire, poetry, commerce, and exploration. It is a quiet emblem, not an instruction manual. Doors of opportunity remain open, bustling with others — immigrants, traders, children, teachers — while the original builders quietly fade behind them. Lisbon and Porto each exceed 1.2 million inhabitants, with Lisbon metro alone 2.8 million. Unemployment among immigrants is 5–7%, lower than among youth natives in rural zones, where it can reach 12%. Geography, trade, and circumstance continue to give Portugal influence and wealth, yet those who forged it are mostly absent. The empire survives in spirit, the kingdom functions, but the lineage that animated it diminishes.

Across continents, the Portuguese seed finds new soil. Angola, Brazil, and other Lusophone nations carry forward language, culture, and commerce with a vigor impossible for the shrinking native population to match. Brazil alone has over 210 million inhabitants, with 40+ million under age 25, creating demographic weight that echoes back to Portugal. Angola, currently 36+ million, has a median age under 19, giving it youth-driven demographic momentum shaping schools, neighborhoods, and businesses in Lisbon and Porto alike. Their communities’ growth ensures that Portuguese influence — once European, now globalized — rebounds across the Atlantic and African coasts, quietly shaping society back home. Portugal itself becomes a mosaic: original accents preserved, history archived, but commerce, law, and the Lusophone language enduring through thriving descendants from Angola and Brazil. Civilization continues — living, energetic, undeniably potent — even as the original people age.

Economically, immigrant-driven entrepreneurship accounts for 30–35% of new small businesses in Lisbon and Porto. School enrollment remains above 95% for children aged 6–14, while native European Portuguese speakers under 20 still form a substantial portion of the urban student population. Public budgets, healthcare, and pensions are sustained by a mix of native and immigrant workers. Life continues. Systems function. Numbers dictate reality, not heritage or nostalgia.

And yet, the final, cruelly ironic truth endures: the last native Portuguese may imagine turning off the lights and throwing away the key — but there is no key. The lights remain on. Streets bustle. Life goes on. Saudade is catalogued. Memory endures. The people themselves age and fade. Portugal prospers, paradoxically, through the hands of others — precisely as geography, trade, and centuries of empire once made it powerful. The original cast recedes into the wings, honored, remembered, but no longer essential, as happened centuries ago in Malacca, when the Portuguese replaced local administrators, and Indian observers noted the shift. History repeats in shadow: the stage is full, the actors new, the lights on, and the play continues.

Melons portuguesa m com memos categoric

Super melhor entrevista de um candidato à presidência até agora. Votava na Joana

Sim minha senhora foi a Ucrânia que invadiu a Rússia, var direta ao assunto😅

Vou á bola com a joana, mas voto chega, aliás tenho pena ela nao ser do chega

Muito obrigado espetacular como sempre com bons convidados até proximo vídeo boa semana

Então mas a dias o Bruno Fialho fez um short apoiar o roubo, quase confundi aquilo com um short do PS 😂

Ambos querem eliminar a Corrupção 😂😂😂

Mas o Docs do Rui Pinto, o nosso Galileu Galilei, nem sabemos onde anda… 😂😂😂

Nas Masmorras do Palácio da Pena a apodrecer 😂😂😂

Lindo 🎉

Os Talibã Muçulmano também votaram e agora vivem em Kabul 😂😂😂

Católicos da treta, vermes! 😂😂😂

Portugal está uma miséria, um verdadeiro terceiro mundo… Estas eleições presidenciais são prova disso mesmo…