Off-topic, like most of the posts these days, but the Tenerife brand-hijackers (right down to the distinctive R in Mr Ramsay’s signature) are still at it. Couldn’t happen to a nicer man.
More Iberian creativity: Duffin Dagels/Dunkin’ Donuts, Bar Kentumy/Kentucky and Women’Secret/Victoria’s Secret, Consum/Conssum, etc. And then there’s Iran.
- Worst ever Spanish covers of English-language songs?
I haven’t talked to any of the perpetrators, but I have little doubt that the principal cause of what we regard as fucked translation is a misunderstanding as to its function: whereas English-speakers expect to encounter a linguistic resource, the aim of Romance-dialect-speaking businesses, politicians and civil servants in providing English translation is often symbolic …
- Oriol Pujol imputed in the vehicle inspection case because of fucked translation?
Couldn’t happen to a nicer guy. (BTW: I never got round to plotting “anonymous” donations to political parties against their share of the vote – a high index might reasonably be interpreted as evidence of monstrous corruption. Is there a chart of that nature out there somewhere?)
- The Cali Word Games, plus a Civil War gag from Alfonso Guerra
Lenox, who has been discussing the role (roll-on, roll-off?) of Google Translate in quality public service provision, has passed along this little gem from the wider reaches of linguistic dilettantism – Colombia, where 1,221 medals were cast for the World Games without wasting precious time on letter-checking:
Lost Letters Departments have of course swept the world
- “Heidi stole my voice!”
The recollections of Selica Torcal, 86, who 40 years ago started dubbing the protagonist of the Japanese series into Spanish. She didn’t like dubbing Japanese or Isao Takahata‘s animation style – “poorly done, with her mouth open all the time, it was extremely difficult” – and preferred being Lois Lane and Shirley Temple:
- Yet more English-language covers by Spanish bands
«Si tú quisieras, Bacc[á]ra,
contigo me casaría;
daréte en arras y dote
a Córdoba y a Sevilla.»
«Casada soy, rey Trebots,
casada soy, que no viuda;
el Lenox que a mí me tiene
muy grande bien me quería.»
(Abenámar y el