If you are good (or if you are bad but unsackable) you will eventually get sent on a course where you will eat and drink as much as you can while some loon repeats to you glib mantras derived from Ciceronian oratory. One of these, “you are the message”, turns up slightly disguised on the “thanks” page of the González Byass website:
Customer focus or fucked translation? I’ll get back to you with the answer, sortly.
Contributed by Warren Edwardes, who writes about food and wine, and would be delighted to sell you some of the latter.
- French lessons: Grannie on her bike rides across the pool
Boby Lapointe, an obsessive, deranged comic genius who seems to have drunk himself to death aged 50, points to one of the delicious traps lying in wait for elephants who proceed beyond their French-English phrasebooks – the fact that of the supposed infinity of possible sentences in natural language, most are nonsense:
- Francophone ticket recycling centre at Valencia Joaquín Sorolla station?
Bring out your dirty tickets:
Tickets sales, tickets sale, when all I wanted was ticket sales. Well, then, just show me the way to the next tourist office:
The latter is in Valencia’s great Northern Station, which, confusingly for those with a basic understanding of conventional geography, is just outside Valencia’s vanished medieval South Gate. I pointed …
- Revenge translations: take English seriously or face comprehensive linguistic destruction
I believe that only two bodies criticised here have ever responded: one rapidly fixed the problem and went out of business; Alejandro Villén@Loving Books indicated that he’d continue to sell his pile of poo, and is probably doing very nicely. And I doubt very much that any of the rest gives a monkey’s. It’s time to get
- Revealed: the class of people that uses Google Translate
Accountability is the ostensible reason why this blog is generally about institutions rather than individuals – public and private mass service providers take on liabilities that a lonely blogger as a whole does not. However below this do-gooding sheen lurks cowardice, because the local council is much less likely to come after you with an …