There’s a good article in LaVa this morning by their man over the pond, Xavier Sala i Martín, in which he deplores the general tendency here to call one’s political opponents murderers. He goes on to point out that the attacks aren’t about Iraq but about a general hatred of the West and ends by saying that, since terrorists have now shown they can change governments, he isn’t going to be in New York on November 2nd. You may wish to disagree with that, but wait and wonder at the madness of Rafael Poch.
Mr Poch (without evidence, unless he is a keen reader of Socialist Worker) says that (crudely paraphrased) Asia is delighted with the socialist victory here and that all is required now is a social revolution. Funny, that, because that’s what the Chinese illegal who works 70 hours a week in the restaurant round the corner for €600 a month (he sleeps in the kitchen) told me he came to Spain to escape.
- Why London and Dublin are full of Spanish waitresses
Someone just sent me this job ad to illustrate the kind of shite people suffer in Barcelona. It’s a six month
- Crisis, what crisis?
Rodolfo de Angelis’ great 1930s hit explains how to get ourselves out of the mess we’ve got ourselves into.
- Solidarity with the rebels of Quatre Camins!
Say what you like about the Hamsa squatters, but their PR operation is slick, and I’m 99% sure the following graffiti
- Hearts that know no other land
Max Weber is apparently alive, well, and recycling his thoughts on social stratification as differentiated market pitches for Ming Pao: Ming Pao
- Killing the pig
Jayne’s got a photo here, and here’s an old joke which is told in Spain and probably in other places too: A