<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:13:25.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HistorySpot</title><subtitle type='html'>Grandes momentos da historia universal e outras coisas mais que me venham a cabeca</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-2261495387766257682</id><published>2009-09-08T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:49:06.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Battle of Budapest (December 1944-Febuary 1945)</title><summary type='text'>Coup d'etat in BudapestDisaster that struck the German in Balkans in 1944 made Hungary totter too. It wasn´t a surprise: since Stalingrad, the Hungarians had been withdrawing their troops from the front line and practically became a neutral country in the rear of the German front, a land of night-clubs and white bread, where the privileged could live without rationing or conscription. As a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2261495387766257682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=2261495387766257682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/2261495387766257682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/2261495387766257682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/battle-of-budapest-december-1944.html' title='The Battle of Budapest (December 1944-Febuary 1945)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-620446267995069753</id><published>2009-07-18T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:27:10.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Age of Middle-Earth</title><summary type='text'>1- The begginingThe First Age ended with the War of Wrath in wich the Dark Lord Morgoth was defeated by the armies of Valinor, the blessed realm, and cast into the Void forever. The Silmaril jewels, made by Feanor with the light of Valinor, were lost in sea and fire.The Elves were called by the Valar(the creators of the World) to leave Middle-Earth and return to Valinor and many do so, although </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/620446267995069753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=620446267995069753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/620446267995069753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/620446267995069753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2009/07/second-age-of-middle-earth.html' title='The Second Age of Middle-Earth'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-6095391068565388240</id><published>2008-05-19T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:01:43.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido</title><summary type='text'>Growing up it all seems so one-sidedOpinions all providedThe future pre-decidedDetached and subdividedIn the mass production zoneNowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone(Subdivisions)In the high school hallsIn the shopping mallsConform or be cast out(Subdivisions)In the basement barsIn the backs of carsBe cool or be cast outAny escape might help to smooth the unattractive truthBut the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6095391068565388240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=6095391068565388240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/6095391068565388240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/6095391068565388240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2008/05/ouvido.html' title='Ouvido'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-7647169813113170736</id><published>2008-03-17T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:12:24.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Siege of Breslau (January - May 1945)</title><summary type='text'>Festung Breslau(Fortress Breslau)PreludePrior to WWII, Wrocław, or Breslau as it was then known, was something of a model nazi city, with a staggering 200,000 of its citizens voting for Hitler’s NSDAP party in the 1933 elections.From that moment on the Nazis cemented their grip on the city launching a campaign of terror, and eventually murder, against Jews and numerous other enemies of the state.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7647169813113170736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=7647169813113170736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/7647169813113170736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/7647169813113170736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/siege-of-breslau-january-may-1945.html' title='The Siege of Breslau (January - May 1945)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-996302279849115947</id><published>2007-09-13T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T05:51:00.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasso von Wedel (1893 - 1945)</title><summary type='text'>Hasso von Wedel nasceu a 12 de Maio de 1893 em Vogelsgang na Alemanha.De família nobre, Wedel foi educado para ser oficial de cavalaria. Quando a Primeira Guerra Mundial rebentou, Wedel juntou-se às tropas do seu país acabando por se transferir para a emergente força aérea.De início foi um observador, voando juntamente com um piloto e registando os movimentos das tropas inimigas e regulando o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/996302279849115947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=996302279849115947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/996302279849115947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/996302279849115947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/hasso-von-wedel-1893-1945.html' title='Hasso von Wedel (1893 - 1945)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-3078616343174458211</id><published>2007-08-28T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T08:18:25.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reginald Theodore Carlos Hoidge</title><summary type='text'>Reginald Hoidge nasceu a 28 de Julho de 1894 em Toronto no Canadá.A Primeira Grande Guerra começou quando Hoidge tinha 20 anos de idade, e logo se alistou para servir em França com a força expedicionária canadiana.Eventualmente conseguiu juntar-se ao Royal Flying Corps e os seus dotes como piloto fizeram com que em 1917 fizesse parte do 56 Squadron, a esquadrilha de elite inglesa que se estava a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3078616343174458211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=3078616343174458211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/3078616343174458211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/3078616343174458211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2007/08/reginald-theodore-carlos-hoidge.html' title='Reginald Theodore Carlos Hoidge'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-5782231199731045688</id><published>2007-03-20T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T08:57:31.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain Cecil Guelph Brock</title><summary type='text'>Cecil Brock nasceu na provincia Canadiana de Winnipeg em 1897.Aos 18 anos de idade como muitos outros canadianos, Brock alistou-se para combater em França contra os alemães na Primeira Guerra Mundial. Conseguiu ser colocado no Royal Naval Air Service, a força aérea da marinha britânica em 1916, e após completar o treino de piloto, foi colocado numa esquadrilha de caça, o Nº1 Naval Squadron, no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5782231199731045688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=5782231199731045688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/5782231199731045688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/5782231199731045688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2007/03/captain-cecil-guelph-brock.html' title='Captain Cecil Guelph Brock'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WHXIBXywBdQ/RtblOY0DivI/AAAAAAAAADo/vOefa1ALRiw/s72-c/brock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-5419582342260202841</id><published>2007-03-06T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T03:04:43.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hulagu Khan</title><summary type='text'>Hulagu foi um dos netos de Genghis Khan e herdeiro de parte do império mongol formado pelo seu avô.O seu pai Tolui, era o filho mais novo de Ghengis Kahn e um dos principais generais mongóis. Os nobres elegeram Tolui como novo Khan após a morte de Ghengis mas Tolui cumpriu a vontade de seu pai entregou o poder ao seu irmão mais velho Ogedei, mais capaz para a política.Tolui teve quatro filhos, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5419582342260202841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=5419582342260202841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/5419582342260202841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/5419582342260202841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2007/03/hulagu-khan.html' title='Hulagu Khan'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-116825713383745257</id><published>2007-01-08T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T09:33:37.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bolsa de Tcherkassy (1944)</title><summary type='text'>No início de 1944, o exército alemão recuava constantemente sob o impeto do avanço soviético.Depois das terríveis derrotas de Estalinegrado (início de 1943)e de Kursk (Verão de 1943), as forças germanicas ficaram seriamente debilitadas no Leste, e os russos, reforçados com tropas e equipamento frescos, atacaram em força fazendo os alemães recuar através do Cáucaso e da Ucrania em batalhas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116825713383745257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=116825713383745257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/116825713383745257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/116825713383745257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/bolsa-de-tcherkassy-1944.html' title='A bolsa de Tcherkassy (1944)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-115834872045255934</id><published>2006-09-15T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:32:00.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wroclaw</title><summary type='text'>No próximo mês estarei de visita a esta cidade polaca e gostaria pois de falar um pouco sobre a ela a quem passart por aqui e estiver interessado em saber algo mais sobre a sua história.Wroclaw situa-se no sudoeste da Polónia, nas margens do rio Odra(ou Oder) e é a quarta maior cidade do país. Tem cerca de 700 mil habitantes e é a capital da região da Baixa Silésia. A cidade foi fundada no século</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115834872045255934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=115834872045255934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115834872045255934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115834872045255934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/wroclaw.html' title='Wroclaw'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-115633851385684667</id><published>2006-08-23T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T06:22:11.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernst Udet - parte 4</title><summary type='text'>Udet regressou ao Grupo Richtofen no fim de Maio de 1918, e o novo comandante o Capitão Wilhelm Reinhard deu-lhe o comando da esquadrilha nº4.O Grupo estava baseado em Pusieux Ferme e defrontava agora a força aérea francesa. A Udet foi dado um dos novos caças Fokker DVII, o qual pintou distintivamente de vermelho com listas brancas, escreveu LO na fuselagem e pintou ainda na asa traseira uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115633851385684667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=115633851385684667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115633851385684667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115633851385684667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/ernst-udet-parte-4.html' title='Ernst Udet - parte 4'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-115325039333215359</id><published>2006-07-18T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T03:50:25.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernst Udet -  parte 3</title><summary type='text'>Julho de 1917Udet acaba de se juntar à esquadrilha de caça 37 sob o comando do seu amigo Kurt Grasshoff. A unidade está baseada no aerodromo de Wynghene na Flandres, perto do canal da Mancha. Como opositores, Udet tem pela primeira vez o Royal Flying Corps britânico. Ao contrário dos fanceses, Udet não teme os ingleses mas respeita-os mais. Os franceses usavam tácticas de ataque e fuga, mas os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115325039333215359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=115325039333215359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115325039333215359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115325039333215359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/ernst-udet-parte-3.html' title='Ernst Udet -  parte 3'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-115256126500450215</id><published>2006-07-10T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T11:52:36.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernst Udet - parte 2</title><summary type='text'>Segunda parteUdet permaneceu no Comando de Caças de Habsheim durante todo o resto de 1916. No sector calmo da Alsácia, voando sobre as montanhas dos Vosges, os combates aéreos eram raros, e a segunda vitória de Udet so aconteceu no dia 12 de Outubro, seis meses depois da primeira. Os franceses lançaram um raide aéreo sobre a cidade de Oberndorf, e os caças alemães da região levarntaram voo em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115256126500450215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=115256126500450215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115256126500450215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115256126500450215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/ernst-udet-parte-2.html' title='Ernst Udet - parte 2'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-115123579515856385</id><published>2006-06-25T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T04:59:19.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernst Udet - a vida de um aviador (1896 - 1941)</title><summary type='text'>Primeira parteO alemão Ernst Udet foi um dos pioneiros da aviação e um dos aviadores com uma carreira mais espectacular e interessante da História da Aviação.Udet nasceu num Domingo, 26 de Abril de 1896 na cidade de Munique, na Baviera, e desde criança teve fascínio por máquinas voadoras chegando a criar com os sues amigos um clube juvenil de construção de modelos à escala, e mesmo de construção </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115123579515856385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=115123579515856385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115123579515856385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/115123579515856385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/ernst-udet-vida-de-um-aviador-1896-1941.html' title='Ernst Udet - a vida de um aviador (1896 - 1941)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114958528597718287</id><published>2006-06-06T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T23:32:16.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walter Göttsch (1896-1918)</title><summary type='text'>Nascido em 1896 perto de Hamburgo, na Alemanha, Göttsch com 19 anos de idade alistou-se no exército e combateu nas trincheiras em França durante um ano.Em 1916 candidatou-se e foi aceite na aviação onde começou por ser observador em aviões de reconhecimento. Treinou depois para ser piloto e após completar o treino foi colocado num esquadrilha de caça em Setembro de 1916, algo só atribuído aos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114958528597718287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114958528597718287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114958528597718287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114958528597718287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/walter-gttsch-1896-1918.html' title='Walter Göttsch (1896-1918)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114847025044990976</id><published>2006-05-24T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T04:30:50.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lido</title><summary type='text'>"Some people just don't get Marillion and their lives must be an emptier place for it. Marillion isn't a band. It is an addiction and for many, a religion. They come from far and wide to worship at the altar"Glastonburt News</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114847025044990976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114847025044990976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114847025044990976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114847025044990976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/lido.html' title='Lido'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114720913289799353</id><published>2006-05-09T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:14:30.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Maio 1945 - VE Day</title><summary type='text'>Há 61 anos, terminavam oficialmente na Europa, os combates da pior guerra da História, a Segunda Guerra MundialO conflito que se iniciara no dia 1 de Setembro de 1939 com a invasão da Polónia pelos exercitos alemães de Adolf Hitler e que alastrara a toda a Europa, Norte de África e Pacífico, tinha agora o seu primeiro climax final numa selvagem e sanguerenta batalha nos destroços da cidade de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114720913289799353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114720913289799353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114720913289799353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114720913289799353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/8-maio-1945-ve-day.html' title='8 Maio 1945 - VE Day'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114606874237699082</id><published>2006-04-26T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T09:25:42.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido - Living with the big lie</title><summary type='text'>"One fine day The chaos subsides Bleeds into awareness And a lifetime of surprise The beauty of your mothers eyes The pain when you fall You drink it in and marvel at it all But you never really figure it out You get used to it The babble of the family And the dumb TV Roar of the traffic and the thunder of jets Chemicals in the water Drugs in the food The heat of the kitchen and the beat of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114606874237699082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114606874237699082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114606874237699082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114606874237699082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/04/ouvido-living-with-big-lie.html' title='Ouvido - Living with the big lie'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114539741395544806</id><published>2006-04-18T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:56:53.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido - Warm Wet Circles</title><summary type='text'>"She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse Giving it all away before it's too late She'll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle Giving it all away and showing no shame She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart, a warm wet circle She'll realise that she played her part in a warm wet circle..."Marillion (1987)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114539741395544806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114539741395544806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114539741395544806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114539741395544806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/04/ouvido-warm-wet-circles.html' title='Ouvido - Warm Wet Circles'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114453607701983542</id><published>2006-04-08T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T15:41:17.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenneth Unger (1898 - 1979)</title><summary type='text'>Kenneth Unger nasceu nos Estados Unidos da América em Newark, em 1898.Com a entrada do seu país na Primeira Grande Guerra em Abril de 1917, Unger tentou alistar-se mas foi rejeitado pelo exército.Determinado combater, Unger foi para o Canada onde conseguiu ser admitido pelo Royal Flying Corps, a froça aérea Britânica.Após completar o treino de piloto foi colocado no 210 Squadron da RAF em Junho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114453607701983542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114453607701983542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114453607701983542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114453607701983542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/04/kenneth-unger-1898-1979.html' title='Kenneth Unger (1898 - 1979)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114296502936690781</id><published>2006-03-21T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T10:17:09.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido</title><summary type='text'>"Maybe it was infatuation or the thrill of the chase,maybe you were always beyond my reach and my heart was playing safe,But was that love in you eye i saw, or the reflexion of mine?I´ll never really know for sure, you never really gave me time...Won´t you give me the time?"Cinderella Search - Marillion (1984)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114296502936690781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114296502936690781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114296502936690781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114296502936690781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/ouvido.html' title='Ouvido'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-114010109952801013</id><published>2006-02-16T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T06:22:15.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jagdgeschwader 3 "O Circo Loerzer" -</title><summary type='text'>A Jagdgeschwader 3 (ou Grupo de Caça 3) era formado por quatro esquadrilhas(2, 26, 27 e 36)de cerca de 12 pilotos cada, e foi formada em Fevereiro de 1918 sob a liderança do Oberleutnant(primeiro tenente) Bruno Loerzer.Ao longo da sua existência provou ser uma das unidades mais formidáveis da força aérea alemã na Primeira Grande Guerra, invariávelmente infingindo pesadas perdas nas esquadrilhas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114010109952801013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=114010109952801013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114010109952801013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/114010109952801013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/02/jagdgeschwader-3-o-circo-loerzer.html' title='Jagdgeschwader 3 &quot;O Circo Loerzer&quot; -'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113960494397378189</id><published>2006-02-10T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T13:07:08.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Robert John Orton Compston (1898 - 1962)</title><summary type='text'>Robert Compston nasceu na Inglaterra a 9 de Janeiro de 1898, filho de um vigário.Em Agosto de 1915 com apenas 17 anos de idade, e em plena primeira guerra mundial, Compston alistou-se no Royal Navy Air Service, a embrionária força aérea da Marilha Real Inglesa.Tornou-se piloto e em Outubro de 1916 integrou a formação do 8 Naval Squadron, uma das primeiras esquadrilhas de caça navais britânicas a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113960494397378189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113960494397378189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113960494397378189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113960494397378189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2006/02/major-robert-john-orton-compston-1898.html' title='Major Robert John Orton Compston (1898 - 1962)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113562585647330639</id><published>2005-12-26T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:37:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roland Garros (1882-1918)</title><summary type='text'>Roland Garros, para além de dar nome a um dos mais conhecidos torneios mundias de tenis, o open de frança, foi também um piloto aviador durante a primeira guerra mundial.Nasceu em França em 1882, efoi um dos pioneiros da aviação, tornando-se piloto antes da guerra começar em 1914. Em 1911 foi o primeiro fraces a atravessar o Merditerraneo de avião. No início da guerra Garros trabalhava como </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113562585647330639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113562585647330639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113562585647330639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113562585647330639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/12/roland-garros-1882-1918.html' title='Roland Garros (1882-1918)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113525583274738579</id><published>2005-12-22T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:23:26.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numa festa dos SS</title><summary type='text'>Excerto do livro "Camaradas de Guerra de Sven Hassel. A cena passa-se num festa SS em 1944, para onde um dos camaradas de Hassel, o tenente Ohlsen foi convidado." Houve alguém que deu uma pancada nas costas do tenente. Era um jovem Sturmbannfuhrer SS que tinha ao pescoço a Cruz de Ferro. Cosera numa das mangas uma fita negra onde se lia "Liebstandarte SS Adolf Hitler". Uma tremeda fila de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113525583274738579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113525583274738579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113525583274738579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113525583274738579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/12/numa-festa-dos-ss.html' title='Numa festa dos SS'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113388787300222377</id><published>2005-12-06T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T08:51:13.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ltn Theodor Quandt (1897- 1940)</title><summary type='text'>Theodor Quandt nasceu em 1897 na Prussia Oriental.Na Primeira Guerra Mundial tornou-se aviador, e durante o ano de 1916 foi piloto de aviões de observação noa Força Aérea alemã. Em 1917 completou o treino de piloto de caça e ingressou na Jagdstaffel(esquadrilha de caça) nº 36 no mês de Abril desse ano. Ficou sob o comando do ás Albert Dossenbach.As suas primeiras vitórias ocorreram no dia 21 de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113388787300222377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113388787300222377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113388787300222377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113388787300222377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/12/ltn-theodor-quandt-1897-1940.html' title='Ltn Theodor Quandt (1897- 1940)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113336727230965931</id><published>2005-11-30T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T08:14:32.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido   - The Party</title><summary type='text'>She was in a back room full of strange aromasAnd noises and candles, that was where they found her.They took her to a garden full of rain and silenceAnd she could smell the soil and the treesand see the suculent light from the littles fires in his eyes pulling shapes out of the night...She was enchanted.And then its twelve o´clock and the last bus is goneThey´re gonna go crazy when they hear what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113336727230965931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113336727230965931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113336727230965931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113336727230965931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/11/ouvido-party.html' title='Ouvido   - The Party'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113327739547860732</id><published>2005-11-29T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T07:20:19.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain Jack Cottle (1893-1967)</title><summary type='text'>Jack Cottle nasceu a 19 de Junho de 1893 em Devon na Inglaterra.A sua família emigrou para a África do Sul e Cottle cresceu lá. Em 1914 rebentou a Primeira Guerra Mundial e Cottle alistou-se num regimento de cavalaria Sul Africana, com 23 anos de idade.Em 1917 Cottle juntou-se ao Royal Flying Corps e tornou-se piloto. Foi colocado no 45 Squadron, uma unidade de caça baseada em Italia, onde </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113327739547860732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113327739547860732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113327739547860732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113327739547860732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/11/captain-jack-cottle-1893-1967.html' title='Captain Jack Cottle (1893-1967)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113154255559713314</id><published>2005-11-09T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T05:22:35.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilotos que usaram pára-quedas na Primeira Grande Guerra</title><summary type='text'>O pára-quedas era ainda um utensílio mas desenvolvido na guerra de 1914-1918, e era apenas usado pelo observadores de Balões, que só assim se podiam salvar quando o seu balão era destruído ou se soltava.Quanto aos aviadores, não usaram páraquedas durante todo o conflito e quando eram abatidos, a única chance de sobrevivência era tentar contreolar o avião e tentar aterrar de forma mais ou menos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113154255559713314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113154255559713314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113154255559713314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113154255559713314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/11/pilotos-que-usaram-pra-quedas-na.html' title='Pilotos que usaram pára-quedas na Primeira Grande Guerra'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113138517659923842</id><published>2005-11-07T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T09:49:27.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sven Hassel - excerto</title><summary type='text'>Miudinho estava a enrolar um cigarro com muito cuidado. Durante os quatro meses em que estivera no hospital apanhara conscenciosamente todas as beatas que a malta deitava fora e agora possuía um enorme saco de tabaco. A pobreza ensinara-o a não deitar nada fora, tudo podia vir a servir.- Achas que me darão uma licença se me casar com a Emma? - perguntou passando pelos lábios a mortalha do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113138517659923842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113138517659923842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113138517659923842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113138517659923842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/11/sven-hassel-excerto.html' title='Sven Hassel - excerto'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-113045350166204116</id><published>2005-10-27T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T15:51:41.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolkien - Nirnaeth Arnoediad ou a Batalha das Lágrimas Inumeráveis</title><summary type='text'>Na Primeira Era da Terra Media travaram-se cinco grandes Batalhas entre o Senhor Negro Morgoth Bauglir, e os filhos de Ilúvatar, os Elfos os Homens e os Anões.A ultima das cinco foi a Nirnaeth Arnoediad ou Batalha das Lágrimas Inumeráveis, assim chamada porque marcou a vitória de Morgoth e o fim dos grandes reinos do Ocidente.O rei supremo dos Elfos, Fingon aceitou o desafio do seu parente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113045350166204116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=113045350166204116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113045350166204116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/113045350166204116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/10/tolkien-nirnaeth-arnoediad-ou-batalha.html' title='Tolkien - Nirnaeth Arnoediad ou a Batalha das Lágrimas Inumeráveis'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112916562413342307</id><published>2005-10-12T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T18:15:29.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert von Greim (1892-1945)</title><summary type='text'>Robert Greim nasceu na localidade de Bayreuth na Baviera a 22 de Junho de 1892.Ainda adolescente tornou-se cadete no exército alemão e com o início da Primeira Guerra Mundial em 1914 tornou-se oficial de artilharia até se transferir para a Força Aérea no ano seguinte.Começou por servir como piloto de aviões de reconhecimento primitivos, e logo a 10 de Outubro de 1915 conseguiu abater um avião </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112916562413342307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112916562413342307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112916562413342307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112916562413342307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/10/robert-von-greim-1892-1945.html' title='Robert von Greim (1892-1945)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112767318079829701</id><published>2005-09-25T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T07:59:40.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os cacadores de Baloes 1914/1918</title><summary type='text'>Durante a primeira guerra mundial, os exercitos utilizavam varias formas para observar as linhas inimigas. Uma delas era o balao de observacao. Consistia num enorme saco de hidrogenio que era icado por um cabo. Um cesto pendia do balao onde estava um ou dois observadores. A mais de 500 metros do solo estes homens observavam as linhas inimigas com binoculos e mandavam as suas mensagens para os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112767318079829701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112767318079829701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112767318079829701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112767318079829701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/09/os-cacadores-de-baloes-19141918.html' title='Os cacadores de Baloes 1914/1918'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112734664978549959</id><published>2005-09-21T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:58:52.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Keith Caldwell (1895-1980)</title><summary type='text'>Keith Logan Caldwell nasceu em 1895 na cidade de Wellington, na Nova Zelandia.No início da primeira Guerra Mundial, Caldwell foi incorporado no infantaria do seu país, mas tendo aprendido a pilotar aviões viajou até á Inglaterra, alistando-se no Royal Flying Corps em Abril de 1916.Depois de completar o seu treino foi colocado no Nº 8 Squadron onde pilotava aviõwes de dois lugares BE2. Nestes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112734664978549959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112734664978549959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112734664978549959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112734664978549959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/09/major-keith-caldwell-1895-1980.html' title='Major Keith Caldwell (1895-1980)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112700355084892203</id><published>2005-09-17T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T09:56:42.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Batalha de Canae 216 a. C.</title><summary type='text'>A Batalha de Canae(ou Canas em Português) ficou para a história como a maior derrota dos romanos na sua história, uma vitória infligida pelo General cartaginês Aníbal Barcadurantes a Segunda Guerra Púnica.Cartago era, no Século III a.C. a rival por excelência de Roma, lutando as duas cidades pelo domínio do Mediterrâneo. Situada no Norte de África, na actual Tunísia, Cartago tinha também </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112700355084892203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112700355084892203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112700355084892203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112700355084892203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/09/batalha-de-canae-216-c.html' title='A Batalha de Canae 216 a. C.'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112613356069974565</id><published>2005-09-07T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:58:50.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oliver von Beaulieu-Marconnay(1898-1918)</title><summary type='text'>Oliver nasceu a 14 de Setembro de 1898 em Berlim, filho de um general do exército prussiano, o General von Beaulieu.Quando a Primeira Guerra Mundial começou oliver tinha 16 e estudava no liceu. Um ano depois alistou-se num regimento de cavalaria onde ganhou a Cruz de Ferro.Em 1917 Oliver transferiu-se para aviação tal como muitos dos seus companheiros da cavalaria. Terminou o seu treino como </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112613356069974565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112613356069974565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112613356069974565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112613356069974565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/09/oliver-von-beaulieu-marconnay1898-1918.html' title='Oliver von Beaulieu-Marconnay(1898-1918)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112527227825228083</id><published>2005-08-28T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:07:55.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oberstleutnant Egon Mayer (1917-1944)</title><summary type='text'>Egon Mayer nasceu a 19 de Agosto de 1917 na região alemã do Bodensee.Em 1937 com veinte anos de idade alistou-se na Luftwaffe e quando a Alemanha invadiu a França em 1940, Mayer foi colocado na unidade de caça JG2 e combate nessa campanha, abatendo um caça Francês a 13 de Junho. Depois da conquista de França Mayer serviu uns meses como instructor, regressando ao combate já durante a Batalha de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112527227825228083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112527227825228083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112527227825228083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112527227825228083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/08/oberstleutnant-egon-mayer-1917-1944.html' title='Oberstleutnant Egon Mayer (1917-1944)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112379015449171216</id><published>2005-08-11T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:18:47.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Georg-Peter Eder (1921- )</title><summary type='text'>Georg Eder nasceu a 8 de Março de 1921 e Oberdachstetten na Alemanha.Alistou-se na Luftwaffe em 1938 e em 1940 foi colocado na unidade de caça Jagdgeshwader 51.Nessa altura voou missões durante a Batalha de Inglaterra até Novembro mas não derrubou nenhum avião inimigo. No entanto a 10 de Junho de 1940 Eder teve um combate feroz com um caça Caudron do piloto polaco Bloeslaw Gladych. Eder danificou</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112379015449171216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112379015449171216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112379015449171216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112379015449171216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/08/major-georg-peter-eder-1921.html' title='Major Georg-Peter Eder (1921- )'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112337145073959309</id><published>2005-08-06T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:52:11.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Walter Nowotny  (1920-1944)</title><summary type='text'>Walter Nowotny nasceu a 7 de Dezembro de 1920 em Ceske Velenice/Gmünd perto da fronteira entre a Checoslováquia e a Austria.Em 1939, com apenas 19 anos, alistou-se na Luftwaffe onde se treinou para piloto de caça. Foi colocado numa unidade operãcional em Fevereiro de 1941 onde pilotava o caça Messerschmidt Bf109. Conseguiu as suas duas primeiras vitórias no dia 19 de Julho desse ano contra a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112337145073959309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112337145073959309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112337145073959309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112337145073959309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/08/major-walter-nowotny-1920-1944.html' title='Major Walter Nowotny  (1920-1944)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112275990292521185</id><published>2005-07-30T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T14:29:46.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A maior batalha da História (3ª e ultima parte)</title><summary type='text'>Após o desastre de Estalinegrado, os alemães recuaram para posições defensivas face à violenta contra-ofensiva soviética. O inverno de 1942-43 marcou um período de sofrimentos atrozes e de combates selvagens para o exército alemão.A pesar das enormes perdas, os soviéticos traziam á luta números cada vez maiores de homens e de armas. A própria Luftwaffe perdeu o domínio dos céus para os enxames de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112275990292521185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112275990292521185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112275990292521185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112275990292521185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/07/maior-batalha-da-histria-3-e-ultima.html' title='A maior batalha da História (3ª e ultima parte)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112265673027437428</id><published>2005-07-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T14:27:37.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A maior batalha da História (parte 2)</title><summary type='text'>No início de 1942 a Russia não estava de joelhos, mas estava virtualmente esventrada por uma guerra terrível. O líder soviético Josef Stalin declarara a Grande Guerra Patriótica, e toda a URSS trabalhava agora em prol de esforço de guerra. Milhões de pessoas haviam morrido ou ficado sem casa, mas as indústrias militares soviéticas haviam sido deslocadas para leste, fora de alcance dos alemães.Do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112265673027437428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112265673027437428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112265673027437428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112265673027437428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/07/maior-batalha-da-histria-parte-2.html' title='A maior batalha da História (parte 2)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112257965944250383</id><published>2005-07-28T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T14:24:18.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A maior batalha da História</title><summary type='text'>Em termos de numero de homens e de recursos envolvidos, a invasão da Rússia pelos exércitos alemães de Adolf Hitler foi a maior operação militar da História e aquela que mais vítimas fez.Depois da conquista da polonia, países baixos e frança, e da tentativa falhada de invadir a Grã-Bretanha, Hitler decidiu quebrar o tratado de não-agressão com a Rússia de Brest-Litovsk, celebrado em 1939, e , na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112257965944250383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112257965944250383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112257965944250383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112257965944250383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/07/maior-batalha-da-histria.html' title='A maior batalha da História'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112204919408583531</id><published>2005-07-22T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T09:19:54.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Julho 1918</title><summary type='text'>Na manhã de 22 de Julho  1918 sobre os céus da Bélgica, Capitão Harold Mellings, um piloto inglês de 21 anos natural de Shropshire, liderava um grupo de seis caças Sopwith Camel do 210 Squadron da RAF. Pelas 8.30 Mellings atacou um avião alemão de reconhecimento e abateu-o fora de controlo sobre a vila de Ostend. 15 minutos depois Melliings e os seus pilotos atacaram um grupo de caças alemães </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112204919408583531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112204919408583531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112204919408583531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112204919408583531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/07/22-julho-1918.html' title='22 Julho 1918'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112146909597648205</id><published>2005-07-15T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:11:35.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reuters (não aconselhado aos mais sensíveis!)</title><summary type='text'>Telex verdadeiro saído hoje na Reuters...Seattle man dies after having sex with horse(Please note graphic nature of this story)    SEATTLE, July 15 (Reuters) - A Seattle man died afterengaging in anal sex with a horse at a farm suspected of beinga gathering place for people seeking to have sex withlivestock, police said on Friday.    The horse involved in the incident was not harmed, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112146909597648205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112146909597648205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112146909597648205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112146909597648205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/07/reuters-no-aconselhado-aos-mais.html' title='Reuters (não aconselhado aos mais sensíveis!)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112095039954145529</id><published>2005-07-09T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T16:06:39.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn´t it be good?...</title><summary type='text'>...to be in your shoes, even if it was for just one day?Wouldn´t it be good if we could wish ourselves away...Wouldn´t it be good to be on your sidethe grass is always greener over thereWouldnt it be good if we could live without a care.Nik Kershaw(1984)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112095039954145529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112095039954145529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112095039954145529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112095039954145529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/07/wouldnt-it-be-good.html' title='Wouldn´t it be good?...'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112026048772695186</id><published>2005-07-01T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:28:07.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Nights</title><summary type='text'>A hundred nights of fun and games A thousand empty glasses I feel it change And stay the sameAs each day passes They invite me to their gatherings In the finer parts of town They seem attracted to my indifference The irony just knocks me out And I love them as if I love them And they reciprocate with "help"But I look up at these mirrors sometimes And I can't see myself They say that some are born</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112026048772695186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112026048772695186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112026048772695186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112026048772695186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/07/100-nights.html' title='100 Nights'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-112008807418254887</id><published>2005-06-29T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T16:46:21.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 de Junho 1918 - Ernst Udet</title><summary type='text'>Na manhã de 29 de Junho de 1918, o tenente Ernst Udet, líder da esquadrilha de caça nº 4 foi chamado para interceptar um avião de observação françês que dirigia o fogo da artilharia sobre as trincheiras alemãs perto da vila de Villers Cotterets.Udet descolou no seu caça Fokker DVII, pintado de vermelho com a frase "Du doch nicht!" pintada na asa traseira, querendo dizer a qualquer adversário que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/112008807418254887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=112008807418254887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112008807418254887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/112008807418254887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/06/29-de-junho-1918-ernst-udet.html' title='29 de Junho 1918 - Ernst Udet'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111956916472067098</id><published>2005-06-23T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T16:26:04.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frage - Antwort</title><summary type='text'>F - Afinal que lingua se fala na América Latina?...A - O latim claro!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111956916472067098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111956916472067098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111956916472067098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111956916472067098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/06/frage-antwort.html' title='Frage - Antwort'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111956742652349107</id><published>2005-06-23T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:57:06.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reptil blogístico</title><summary type='text'>Como não tenho nada de melhor pra fazer neste momento aqui vai...1. Tamanho total dos arquivos do meu computador.Nem grandes nem pequenos antes pelo contrário...2. Último disco que comprei.Já foi há tanto tempo que nem me lembro...acho que foi o "Marbles", o ultimo album dos Marillion.3. Canção que estou a escutar agora.Estou a ouvir uma música na radio, que desconheço...4. Cinco discos que ouço </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111956742652349107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111956742652349107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111956742652349107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111956742652349107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/06/reptil-blogstico.html' title='Reptil blogístico'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111913776470152748</id><published>2005-06-18T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T16:36:04.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racismo (?)</title><summary type='text'>Nos ultimos dias argumentos esgrimiram-se a torto e a direito, a propósito do que aconteceu há uns dias da praia de Carcavelos. É claro que cada um tem as suas opiniões, mas é nestes momentos que elas se exacerbam ao ponto de não se conseguir analisar claramente a situação. Muitas vezes mal se percebe o que estamos a defender e porquê.De facto, as questões sociais extremas trazem ao de cima o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111913776470152748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111913776470152748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111913776470152748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111913776470152748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/06/racismo.html' title='Racismo (?)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111852817585617967</id><published>2005-06-11T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T15:21:58.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frank Luke (1897-1918) The Arizona Balloon Buster</title><summary type='text'>Frank Luke nasceu em Phoenix, Arizona, nos Estados Unidos da América a 19 de Maio de 1897.Tenente Frank Luke em frente ao seu caça SPADCom 20 anos de idade alistou-se na força aérea americana e foi enviado para França para ser treinado como piloto de combate.Em Julho de 1918 foi colocado no 27th Aero Squadron, uma das primeiras esquadrilhas de caça americanas operacionais. Luke era um piloto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111852817585617967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111852817585617967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111852817585617967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111852817585617967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/06/frank-luke-1897-1918-arizona-balloon.html' title='Frank Luke (1897-1918) The Arizona Balloon Buster'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111799448663477608</id><published>2005-06-05T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T11:01:26.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karl Emil Schafer (1891-1917)</title><summary type='text'>Karl Schafer nasceu em Krefeld na Alemanha em 1891.Foi soldado de infantaria nos primeiros anos da Primeira Guerra transferindo-se para a força áerea em 1916.Derrubou o seu primeiro avião inimigo como piloto de observação mas no fim de 1916 integrou uma esquadrilha de caça a Jasta 11.Em Janeiro de 1917, o Barão Manfred von Richtofen assumiu o comando dessa unidade e Schafer tornou-se um dos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111799448663477608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Major Roderick Stanley Dallas (1891-1918)</title><summary type='text'>Roderick Stanley Dallas nasceu em 1891 em Queensland na Australia.Em 1913 Dallas alistou-se no exército Australiano, e um ano depois, com a guerra na Europa, Dallas ofereceu-se para o Royal Flying Corps britânico , mas não foi aceite.Determinado em tornar-se piloto, Dallas alistou-se no Royal Naval Air Service, que, menos relutante que o RFC o aceitou em 1915.Dallas foi um dos pioneiros </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111766168914681997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111766168914681997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111766168914681997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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FE2b, no 11 Squadron do Royal Flying Corps.Nas perigosos missões que a sua esquadrilha desempenhava, Lowe e o seu artilheiro derrubaram  dois aviões alemães antes de serem abatidos e gravemente feridos no dia 24 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111714186124300588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111714186124300588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111714186124300588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111714186124300588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/05/captain-cyril-nelson-lowe-1891-1985.html' title='Captain Cyril Nelson Lowe (1891-1985)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111653923895276878</id><published>2005-05-19T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T16:32:58.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge of the Sith - Star Wars III</title><summary type='text'>Estreou hoje e fui ver!Alguns factos pessoais prévios à minha análise do filme.- Sou fã da saga Star Wars- Não fiquei muito impressionado com os dois primeiros filmes embora tenha gostado deles.-Não costumo chorar quando vejo filmes-O melhor filme que já tinha visto até hoje tinha sido O Regresso do Rei - O Senhor dos Aneis 3.A onda de expectativas e críticas favoráveis a este terceiro capítulo </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111646124855661597</id><published>2005-05-18T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T10:37:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viktor Pressentin von Rautter</title><summary type='text'>Pressentin von Rautter nasceu na Prussia Oriental em 1896.A Primeira Guerra Mundial rebentou quando tinha 18 anos, e como muitos jovens prussianos de boas familias, Viktor alistou-se na cavalaria prussiana dos Hussardos.Em Agosto de 1917, com 21 anos, Viktor von Rautter conseguiu transferir-se para a aviação. Após concluir o treino como piloto, recebeu treino para piloto de caça, conseguindo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111646124855661597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111646124855661597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111646124855661597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111646124855661597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/05/viktor-pressentin-von-rautter.html' title='Viktor Pressentin von Rautter'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111582438449375810</id><published>2005-05-11T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T15:23:20.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom of Heaven - A queda de Jerusalem</title><summary type='text'>Fui ver o ultimo de Ridley Scott. Uma boa combinação de tema e realizador.Mais do que o filme, gostava de falar dos acontecimentos e personagens que retrata.Ano de 1187.O sultão Sallaheddin unificara os reinos muçulmanos da palestina sob o seu domínio e iniciara uma Jihad contra os reinos cristãos da Terra Santa, principalmente o reino de Jerusalem.O rei de Jerusalem, Balduino, sofria de lepra e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111582438449375810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111582438449375810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111582438449375810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111582438449375810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/05/kingdom-of-heaven-queda-de-jerusalem.html' title='Kingdom of Heaven - A queda de Jerusalem'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111479192706494015</id><published>2005-04-29T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T10:45:15.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 de Abril de 1918</title><summary type='text'>Heinrich Bongartz, ás de caça alemão com 33 vitórias e comandante da esquadrilha 36, do 3º Grupo de Caça, prepara-se para a sua segunda patrulha do dia, por volta das 11 da manhã. No braço ainda tem as ligaduras de um ferimento que sofreu em combate, 4 dias atrás.O ás alemão de 26 anos entra no cockpit do seu Fokker Triplano e descola, seguido dos seus pilotos, sobrevoando a linha da frente sobre</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111479192706494015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111479192706494015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111479192706494015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111479192706494015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/04/29-de-abril-de-1918.html' title='29 de Abril de 1918'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111464436602534877</id><published>2005-04-27T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:26:06.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 de Abril de 1945</title><summary type='text'>Berlim.O exército Vermelho combate os ultimos defensores nazis, em redor do bunker onde Adolf Hitler se esconde com os seus seguidores.Hitler suicida-se juntamente com a sua mulher Eva Braun. O ministro da Propaganda Josef Goebbels, a sua mulher Magda suicidam-se pouco depois, tendo morto os seus 6 filhos menores.Muitos outros membros do staff de Hitler tentam deseperadamente escapar aos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111464436602534877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111464436602534877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111464436602534877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111464436602534877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/04/30-de-abril-de-1945.html' title='30 de Abril de 1945'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111438069196830092</id><published>2005-04-24T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:29:21.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walter von Bülow-Bothkamp (1892-1918)</title><summary type='text'>Walter von Bulow-Bothkamp era o filho mais velho de uma familia aristocrática alemã.Muito viajado na sua juventude, tinha 20 anos de idade quando começou a Primeira Grande Guerra em Agosto de 1914, incorporando, tal como muitos jovens de boas famílias, a cavalaria dos hussardos.No entanto, um ano depois Walter alistou-se na avição como piloto de aviões de 2 lugares Roland.A sua unidade a Flieger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111438069196830092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111438069196830092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111438069196830092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111438069196830092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/04/walter-von-blow-bothkamp-1892-1918.html' title='Walter von Bülow-Bothkamp (1892-1918)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111400785570136138</id><published>2005-04-20T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T07:42:34.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 de Abril de 1918</title><summary type='text'>Neste dia, na Flandres, o Capitão de Cavalaria, Barão Manfred von Richtofen, comandante do Grupo de Caça nº 1 da força aérea alemã, levantou voo com mais 6 pilotos da esquadrilha 11 para uma patrulha durante a tarde, voando o seu Fokker Triplano vermelho.Sobre a vila de Hamel, a esquadrilha alemã avistou um grupo de caças Camel da esquadrilha de caça nº3 da Royal Air Force. O seu líder era o sul </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111400785570136138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111400785570136138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111400785570136138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111400785570136138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/04/20-de-abril-de-1918.html' title='20 de Abril de 1918'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111383872630136359</id><published>2005-04-18T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T08:38:46.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E hoje faz anos que...</title><summary type='text'>A 18 de Abril de 1955 morre Albert Einstein, 50 anos após a publicação da sua teoria da relatividade.a 18 de Abril de 1480 nasce Lucrecia Borgia, filha do Papa Alexandre VI. Irá ser uma governante influente da Renascimento como duquesa de Ferrara.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111383872630136359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111383872630136359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111383872630136359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111383872630136359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/04/e-hoje-faz-anos-que.html' title='E hoje faz anos que...'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111348731836338506</id><published>2005-04-14T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T07:01:58.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje faz anos que....</title><summary type='text'>Em 1912 o Titanic batia num iceberg e se começava a afundar.Morreram cerca de 1500 pessoas.Em 1865 o presidente dos Estados Unidos Abraham Lincoln foi alvejado por John Wilkes Booth. Lincoln morreu no dia seguinte.Em 1450 os Franceses e os Ingleses travam a Batalha de Fromigny. Em mais um confronto da Guerra dos Cem anos. O rei francês Charles VII recuperou a normandia aos ingleses de Henry VI, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111348731836338506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111348731836338506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111348731836338506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111348731836338506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/04/hoje-faz-anos-que.html' title='Hoje faz anos que....'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111296617602205918</id><published>2005-04-08T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T06:17:40.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reis de Portugal</title><summary type='text'>Dinastia de Borgonha ou AfonsinaAFONSO I  o Conquistadorreinado: (1139-1185)filho de Henri de Borgogne(conde de portucale) e de Teresa de Leon y Castilla.Em 1139 foi-lhe reconhecido o título de 1º Rei de Portugal pelo Rei Afonso VII de León y Castilla, seu primo.SANCHO I   o Povoadorreinado: (1185-1211)filho de Afonso I e de Mahaut de Savoy. Associado ao governo antes de 1185, pelo seu pai. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111296617602205918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111296617602205918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111296617602205918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111296617602205918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/04/reis-de-portugal.html' title='Reis de Portugal'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111280098820327582</id><published>2005-04-06T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T08:26:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ludwig Hanstein (1892-1918)</title><summary type='text'>Hanstein nasceu em Sudwalde, na Prússia. Foi um dos primeiros pilotos de caça, nos primitivos Fokker Eindecker na região da Alsácia-Lorena em 1916.No dia 12 de Octubro desse ano, os caças alemães desse sector foram chamados para interceptar um raide aéreo aliado sobre a cidade alemã de Oberndorf, por cerca de 80 aviões.Nove aviões foram creditados a pilotos alemães, que consegiram repelir as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111280098820327582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111280098820327582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111280098820327582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111280098820327582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111158617624287367</id><published>2005-03-23T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T06:00:09.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marillion Weekend</title><summary type='text'>No ultimo fim de semana realizou-se em Inglaterra a terceira edição da reunião anual de fãs dos Marillion.É um acontecimento sem paralelo noutras bandas, que dura três noites, e onde os Marillion e os seus fãs convivem numa proximidade e cumplicidade incríveis.O jornal The Independent   cobriu o acontecimento.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111158617624287367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111158617624287367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111158617624287367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111158617624287367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/03/marillion-weekend.html' title='Marillion Weekend'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111141082009432455</id><published>2005-03-21T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T06:09:47.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Georg von Hantelmann (1898-1925)</title><summary type='text'>Hantelmann nasceu a 9 de Outubro de 1898 em Rokietnice na actual Polónia (antiga Prússia Oriental).Georg era o filho mais velho de uma família de proprietários rurais prussianos.Com apenas 18 anos alistou-se na cavalaria dos hussardos onde combateu na Grande Guerra até 1917, altura em que se transferiu para a Força Aérea.Tornou-se piloto de caça sendo colocado na Jasta 18, no final desse ano sob </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111141082009432455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111141082009432455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111141082009432455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111141082009432455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/03/georg-von-hantelmann-1898-1925.html' title='Georg von Hantelmann (1898-1925)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111101110648851108</id><published>2005-03-16T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T14:11:46.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deslumbramento</title><summary type='text'>Estar de férias é optimo, podemos dar largas a todas as nossas vontades, gerir o tempo como quisermos, ir onde queremos, fazer o que nos apetece quando nos apetece...Enfim, deve ser a sensação mais idiota do mundo,a de poder fazer o que quisermos e não querer fazer absolutamente nada, ficando parado a pensar em tudo o que poderia estar a fazer, num deslumbramento completamente ridículo.Ainda no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111098833536976026</id><published>2005-03-16T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T07:52:15.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Script for a Jesters Tear</title><summary type='text'>So here i am once morein the playground of the broken heartsOne more experience, one more entry in a diary self pennedYet another emotional suicideoverdosed on sentiment and prideToo late to say i love youtoo late to restage the playabandoning the relicsof my playground of yesterday......The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and crySit and chew on daffodils and struggle to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111098833536976026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111098833536976026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111098833536976026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111098833536976026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/03/script-for-jesters-tear.html' title='Script for a Jesters Tear'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111089602735410660</id><published>2005-03-15T05:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T06:30:55.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adolf von Tutschek (1891-1918)</title><summary type='text'>Nascido a 16 de Maio de 1891 na localidade de Inglostadt, na Baviera, Adolf pertencia a uma das famílias da nobreza Bávara e, logo em 1910, com 19 anos ingressou no exército, prosseguindo uma carreira militar.Com o início da Grande Guerra em 1914, von Tutschek distinguiu-se na infantaria tanto em França como na Rússia. Em 1916, na famosa e sanguerenta batalha de Verdun, Adolf foi vítima de um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111089602735410660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111089602735410660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111089602735410660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111089602735410660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/03/adolf-von-tutschek-1891-1918.html' title='Adolf von Tutschek (1891-1918)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-111021833541047927</id><published>2005-03-07T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T10:16:39.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hermann Goering (1893-1946)</title><summary type='text'>Mais conhecido pelo seu papel durante a Segunda Grande Guerra, Goering foi também um piloto de caça na Primeira Grande Guerra, contabilizando 22 vitórias aéreas no fim do conflito, ficando no 56º na lista dos melhores ases alemães. No final dessa guerra era também o controverso sucessor no comando do Circo Voador do Barão  Vermelho.Goering era filho de um respeitado oficial alemão e serviu na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/111021833541047927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=111021833541047927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111021833541047927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/111021833541047927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/03/hermann-goering-1893-1946.html' title='Hermann Goering (1893-1946)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110987322836188866</id><published>2005-03-03T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T10:11:10.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lothar von Richtofen (1894-1922)</title><summary type='text'>Lothar era o irmão mais novo de Manfred, o Barão Vermelho.Tal como o irmão ingressou na força aérea depois de servir na cavalaria dos hussardos no início ds guerra. Tornou-se piloto de aviões de reconhecimento na frente russa e, no início de 1917 passou as provas de piloto de caça(Jagdflieger). Nessa altura o seu irmão Manfred comandava há poucos meses a Jasta 11 e chamou-o para a sua esquadrilha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110987322836188866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110987322836188866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110987322836188866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110987322836188866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/03/lothar-von-richtofen-1894-1922.html' title='Lothar von Richtofen (1894-1922)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110971825599655444</id><published>2005-03-01T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:12:20.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Franz Buchner (1898-1920)</title><summary type='text'>Nascido em Leipzig em 1898, Buchner alistou-se na infantaria alemã em 1914 com apenas 16 anos. Em 1916 foi ferido nas trincheiras em França. Após recuperar ingressou na força aérea onde se tornou piloto e serviu numa unidade de reconhecimento até ao início de 1917  quando conseguiu a transferencia para uma esquadrilha de caça, a Jasta 9.Operando contra as esquadrilhas francesas no Marne que davam</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110971825599655444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110971825599655444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110971825599655444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110971825599655444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/03/franz-buchner-1898-1920.html' title='Franz Buchner (1898-1920)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110944251191573103</id><published>2005-02-26T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T10:28:31.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami: dois meses depois ainda se contam vítimas</title><summary type='text'>O balanço da onda gigante que inundou as costas da Ásia a 26 de Dezembro de 2004, já vai quase em 300 mil mortos.A reconstrução vai-se fazendo com a ajuda das organizações humanitárias e o turismo na região não parece ter sido muito afectado. Life does go on...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110944251191573103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110944251191573103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110944251191573103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110944251191573103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/02/tsunami-dois-meses-depois-ainda-se.html' title='Tsunami: dois meses depois ainda se contam vítimas'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110925785661328831</id><published>2005-02-24T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T09:05:33.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil - Bahia</title><summary type='text'>Aqui estou de volta.Decerto que outros blogs falarão de uma viagem ao Brasil, e contarão relatos e impressões dessa viagem.Pela minha parte apenas me apraz afirmar o prazer que foi viajar para tão longe com um grupo formidável, com o qual convivi mais de quatro anos quase diariamente e que me proporcionou excelentes momentos durante a viagem.A viagem foi ao Brasil, mais precisamente ao estado da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110925785661328831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110925785661328831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110925785661328831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110925785661328831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/02/brasil-bahia.html' title='Brasil - Bahia'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110779991516335207</id><published>2005-02-07T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T10:11:55.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Order</title><summary type='text'>Este blog vai estar de ferias durante 14 dias por uma ausencia no estrangeiro do seu autor.Será obvio que os próximos posts reflectirao as impressões pós viagem de quem vos escreve.Quanto a impressões pre viagem apenas posso dizer que espero voltar para escrever as boas experiencias que la vivi...Tudo o que conheço do Brasil vem das novelas e dos brasileiros que cá estão em Portugal. Com a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110779991516335207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110779991516335207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110779991516335207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110779991516335207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/02/out-of-order.html' title='Out of Order'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110736860366519810</id><published>2005-02-02T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:23:23.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais Um - 2</title><summary type='text'>Depois de muito filosofar aqui ontem, eu como todo o ser humano racional e consciente, fui jantar fora com amigos e embebedei-me.Está a desenvolver-se um padrão de há uns anos para cá, em que o meu primeiro dia com uma nova idade é passado com uma grande ressaca...O filosofo que há em mim diz-me, nesta altura um pouco etilizado, que é capaz de ser positivo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110736860366519810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110736860366519810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110736860366519810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110736860366519810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/02/mais-um-2.html' title='Mais Um - 2'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110727288266331599</id><published>2005-02-01T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T07:51:19.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais Um</title><summary type='text'>Como dizia essa lenda viva chamada Marco Paulo,quanto mais anos temos, mais razão temos para dizer que temos sorte. Celebrar o nascimento para mim não tem a ver com o facto de ter nascido neste dia, mas sim o facto de ainda estar cá de saúde para o celebrar.Neste meu dia de aniversário, morreu o actor Canto e Castro que faz parte do meu imaginário e do de milhões de portugeses concerteza. No </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110727288266331599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110727288266331599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110727288266331599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110727288266331599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/02/mais-um.html' title='Mais Um'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110718507575568736</id><published>2005-01-31T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T07:44:09.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Baumer (1896-1927)</title><summary type='text'>Baumer nasceu em 1896 em Duisburg na Alemanha. Antes da primeira grande guerra estudou para ser dentista, e aos 18 já tinha o certificado de piloto. Em 1915 esteve na infantaria mas depressa se transferiu para a força aérea.Em 1917 tornou-se piloto de caça sendo colocado na Jasta 5. Aí destruiu 3 Balões de observação britanicos numa semana em Julho. Em Agosto foi transferido para a Jasta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110718507575568736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110718507575568736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110718507575568736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110718507575568736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/01/paul-baumer-1896-1927.html' title='Paul Baumer (1896-1927)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110683831948346207</id><published>2005-01-27T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T07:05:19.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido</title><summary type='text'>Blue AngelThe sky was Bible black in LyonWhen I met the MagdaleneShe was paralysed in a streetlightShe refused to give her nameAnd a ring of violet bruisesThey were pinned upon her arm. Two hundred francs for sanctuary and she led me by the handTo a room of dancing shadows where all the heartache disappears And from glowing tongues of candles I heard her whisper in my ear"'J'entend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110683831948346207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110683831948346207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110683831948346207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110683831948346207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/01/ouvido.html' title='Ouvido'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110657441434166103</id><published>2005-01-24T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T05:52:34.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Josef Jacobs (1894-1978)</title><summary type='text'>Josef Karl Peter Jacobs foi o 13º melhor ás da Primeira Guerra e o quarto melhor dos alemães com 48 vitórias. Para além disso foi dos poucos a lutar na aviação desde os primeiros dias da guerra até ao ultimo.De facto Jacobs já era piloto quando a guerra começou em 1914. Com apenas 20 anos tornou-se piloto de aviões de reconhecimento sobre frança tendo mesmo conseguido a sua primeira vitória </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110657441434166103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110657441434166103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110657441434166103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110657441434166103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/01/josef-jacobs-1894-1978.html' title='Josef Jacobs (1894-1978)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110626030064748649</id><published>2005-01-20T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T05:17:53.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Triunvirato Dourado</title><summary type='text'>A Jasta(esquadrilha de caça) nº 5 alemã foi a terceira melhor da força aérea em número de vitórias durante a Primeira Grande Guerra.Este facto deve-se ás 253 vitórias conquistadas pelos seus pilotos sobre a aviação aliada sobre os céus de França entre Agosto de 1916 e Novembro de 1918.13 Pilotos conseguiram cinco ou mais vitórias enquanto voaram com esta unidade, mas, das 253 vitórias finais,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110626030064748649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110626030064748649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110626030064748649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110626030064748649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-triunvirato-dourado.html' title='O Triunvirato Dourado'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110545815672409721</id><published>2005-01-11T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T07:42:36.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Há que por tudo em perspectiva</title><summary type='text'>Nunca sei se a vida me está a correr bem ou não, isto em termos gerais.Quando penso que tudo vai de vento em popa, algo acontece que me faz ver que se calhar tá tudo é pessimo e que andava enganado.Mas depois até vejo que que até há coisas fixes e afinal tasse bem...Numa terceira fase fico confuso. Devo ficar preocupado ou não?De qualquer forma tento valorizar as coisas boas e por as más em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110545815672409721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110545815672409721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110545815672409721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110545815672409721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/01/h-que-por-tudo-em-perspectiva.html' title='Há que por tudo em perspectiva'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110484610540418842</id><published>2005-01-04T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T05:41:45.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 - Tsunami</title><summary type='text'>Neste dia 4 de Janeiro, ficamos espantados com o número de mortos contabilizados até agora do Tsunami que atingiu as costas asiáticas do Indico. Mais de 150 mil mortos confirmados no conjunto dos países afectados e mais de 5 milhões de pessoas afectadas.Trata-se de uma das maiores catástrofes humanas dos tempos modernos , e sem dúvida a maior por causas naturais.A ONU procede a maior operação</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110484610540418842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110484610540418842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110484610540418842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110484610540418842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2005/01/2005-tsunami.html' title='2005 - Tsunami'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110434220250819094</id><published>2004-12-29T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T09:43:22.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSUNAMI - update</title><summary type='text'>O numero de mortos pode ultrapassar os 100 000.Mortes confirmadas até hojeIndonesia: 45,268Sri Lanka: 22,493India: 6,974Thailand: 1,829Somalia: 100Burma: 90Maldives: 55Malaysia: 65Tanzania: 10Seychelles: 3Bangladesh: 2Kenya: 1</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110434220250819094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110434220250819094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110434220250819094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110434220250819094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/12/tsunami-update.html' title='TSUNAMI - update'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110425375028191771</id><published>2004-12-28T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T09:09:10.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSUNAMI</title><summary type='text'>Passaram dois dias sobre a maior catástrofe natural do ultimo meio século no nosso planeta.Um tremor de terra de 8,9 na escala de Richter com epicentro no mar ao larga da ilha de Sumatra na Indonésia provocou um Tsunami (ou onda gigante) que percorreu milhares de quilómetros em todas as direcções e provocou ondas de mais de 10 metros nas costas circundantes que entraram pelas terras dentro sem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110425375028191771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110425375028191771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110425375028191771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110425375028191771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/12/tsunami.html' title='TSUNAMI'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110355044979583720</id><published>2004-12-20T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T05:47:29.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA!</title><summary type='text'>Li este texto no site da IOL e não posso deixar de rir nem de reproduzir aqui.No último sábado, no jogo que opôs o Benfica ao Penafiel, o repórter da moda foi convidado para presenciar a tentativa de se alcançar o novo recorde de concentração de pais natal. O número anterior não chegava aos três mil. No estádio da luz apareceram 15 mil pais natal e o recorde foi batido. O ambiente era de festa,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110355044979583720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110355044979583720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110355044979583720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110355044979583720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/12/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA!'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110321995840419966</id><published>2004-12-16T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T07:10:29.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rudolf Berthold - 44 vitórias</title><summary type='text'>Berthold nasceu em 1891 na Alemanha e já era piloto quando a guerra rebentou em 1914. Berthold foi um dos primeiros pilotos de caça da história da aviação, tornando-se um ás com 5 vitórias em inícios de 1916. Em Abril desse ano foi ferido com gravidade e só no fim do ano regressou á frente para ajudar a formar a Jasta(esquadrilha) 4, a qual era comandada pelo seu amigo Hans Buddecke. Berthold no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110321995840419966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110321995840419966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110321995840419966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110321995840419966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/12/rudolf-berthold-44-vitrias.html' title='Rudolf Berthold - 44 vitórias'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110321229105404989</id><published>2004-12-16T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T07:51:31.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido - The invisible man</title><summary type='text'>I stand perfectly still in the middle of the roadI hold my nerveI hold my nervebut the cars dont swerve...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110321229105404989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110321229105404989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110321229105404989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110321229105404989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/12/ouvido-invisible-man.html' title='Ouvido - The invisible man'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110234387302018537</id><published>2004-12-06T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T06:37:53.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Desgoverno</title><summary type='text'>É emocionante escrever numa altura em que Portugal está sem governo!Não é todos os dias que se tem o previlégio de testemunhar uma coisa destas...Pela primeira vez desde o 25 de Abril de 1974 o Presidente da Republica decidiu dissolver o Parlamento.Cerca de três meses depois de ter legitimado o Governo de Santana Lopes, que veio substituir Durão Barroso que abandonou(!) o cargo de primeiro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110234387302018537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110234387302018537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110234387302018537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110234387302018537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/12/o-desgoverno.html' title='O Desgoverno'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110211842293834751</id><published>2004-12-03T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T16:05:20.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Há quem diga....</title><summary type='text'>isto e aquilo, mas vai-se a ver, eles falam, falam e não os vejo a fazer nada.Mais vale nem falar nisso...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110211842293834751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110211842293834751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110211842293834751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Camel</title><summary type='text'> O Camel foi talvez o mais famoso e bem sucedido caça aliado da Primeira Grande Guerra.As contabilidades afirmam que o Camelfoi o avião que mais vitórias obteve nos céus desse conflito (perto de 1300). Introduzido em meados de 1917 em algumas esquadrilhas do Royal Flying Corps, o Camel provou ser o avião mais manobrável até então projectado, tendo também grande velocidade.A desvantagem deste </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110063020452903590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110063020452903590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110063020452903590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110063020452903590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/11/sopwith-camel.html' title='Sopwith Camel'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110021352181832328</id><published>2004-11-11T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T14:52:01.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Werner Mölders (1913-1941)</title><summary type='text'>Meio-dia, 23 de novembro de 1941. A Cadeia Nacional de Rádio na Alemanha começa a irradiar as notícias. Enquanto os alemães almoçam em seus apartamentos, cantinas, acampamentos, eles vão ouvindo as principais notícias sobre a guerra. Avanços na Frente Russa, combates no Norte da África, etc... Então, o locutor fez uma breve pausa e falou de forma clara e calma: "O Oberkommando der Wehrmacht </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110021352181832328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110021352181832328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110021352181832328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110021352181832328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/11/werner-mlders-1913-1941.html' title='Werner Mölders (1913-1941)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-110010130358090729</id><published>2004-11-10T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T07:44:03.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasser Arafat (1929-2004)</title><summary type='text'>De seu nome completo Mohammed Yasser Abdul-Ra'ouf Qudwa Al-Husseini , foi o quinto de sete filhos de um comerciante de texteis. Nasceu a 24 de Agosto de 1929 na Palestina, tendo sido registado o seu nascimento na cidade do Cairo, no Egipto.Em 1948 deu-se o conflito israelo-palestiniano o que levou Arafat a abandonar a universidade no Cairo e ir para a Palestina para lutar pela independencia, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/110010130358090729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=110010130358090729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110010130358090729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/110010130358090729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/11/yasser-arafat-1929-2004.html' title='Yasser Arafat (1929-2004)'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-109993035994296446</id><published>2004-11-08T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T08:12:39.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aracne - o mito da aranha</title><summary type='text'>O Mito de AracneSegundo a mitologia grega, Aracne era uma jovem tecelã que vivia na Lídia,  numa região da Ásia Menor chamada Meónia. O seu trabalho era tão perfeito que, em todas as cidades da Lídia, Aracne ganhou fama  de ser a melhor na arte de fiar e tecer a lã.Eram os deuses, com sua generosidade, que concediam às criaturas seus talentos e habilidades, mas os mortais, com sua capacidade </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/109993035994296446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=109993035994296446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109993035994296446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109993035994296446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/11/aracne-o-mito-da-aranha.html' title='Aracne - o mito da aranha'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-109950808219737380</id><published>2004-11-03T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T10:54:42.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvido</title><summary type='text'>The fantasies we nurture,are the crosses we bear...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/109950808219737380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=109950808219737380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109950808219737380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109950808219737380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/11/ouvido.html' title='Ouvido'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-109940925313771915</id><published>2004-11-02T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T09:22:25.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Billik</title><summary type='text'>Billik nasceu a 27 de Março de 1891 na Silésia.Ingressou na força aérea alemã começando como piloto de aviões de reconhecimento, tornando-se piloto de caça na primavera de 1917.Ingressou em Abril na Jasta 12, comandada por Adolf von Tutschek, uma das melhores unidades da caça alemãs. A sua primeira vitória ocorreu no dia 30 de Abril de 1917 quando abateu um caça da Força Aérea naval Britânica, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/109940925313771915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=109940925313771915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109940925313771915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109940925313771915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/11/paul-billik.html' title='Paul Billik'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5858972.post-109897010615616727</id><published>2004-10-28T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T09:18:30.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas Falcon Hazell</title><summary type='text'>Tom Hazell nasceu a 7 de Agosto de 1892 em County Gallway na Irlanda.Com o início da Guerra em Agosto de 1914, Hazell alistou-se num regimento de infantaria onde esteve até ao Verão de 1916, altura em que foi aceite no Royal Flying Corps.Treinou-se como piloto em Kent na Inglaterra onde sofreu um grave acidente em Junho desse ano. No entanto recuperou e no início de 1917 foi colocado no Nº 1 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/feeds/109897010615616727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5858972&amp;postID=109897010615616727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109897010615616727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5858972/posts/default/109897010615616727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historyspot.blogspot.com/2004/10/thomas-falcon-hazell.html' title='Thomas Falcon Hazell'/><author><name>Joao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038649829661473506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
