A very good friend has just told me that she has received a calling and is about to start her witch-doctor training. I know a bit about southern African spirit mediums and Catalan clairvoyants, but I’ve never really hung out with witchdoctors.
The first really good account of this kind of stuff is Evans-Pritchard‘s 1937 Witchcraft, oracles and magic among the Azande. Evans-Pritchard played off two practioners, Badobo and Bögwözu, against one another in order to get them to reveal their professional secrets, but my impression is that the training currently on offer is guru-based. A new role & home for Pat Robertson, perhaps?
(Alok Naik suggests that witchdoctoring provides a refuge from dehumanising technology. OK, but then you have to hand in the keys to your BMW as well.)
- Cool Eroski-Caprabo scam
“Buy one, get another cheaper” ain’t what it seems.
- Ah, unspoilt nature!
I’m not saying that the relatively inaccessible GR10 and GR11 are spotless, but one of the big problems in the Spanish Pyrenees is the ease with which people can drive up mountains, make a horrendous mess, and then drive back down again.
The other day in Ripollès (most walks as yet undocumented) at around 2000m, I …
- Jaroslav HaÅ¡ek in Barcelona, almost
Just before he died, says Cecil Parrott in The bad Bohemian, the author of The good soldier Å vejk (that’s Shvake: “No one pronounces it Shvike–not even in Germany”) drafted a letter to the district police:
I, the undersigned, ask respectfully to be kindly given the necessary passport for a stay in Spain (Barcelona, Calle Rosellos [sic:
- Una serie de articulos han aparecido
Ambrose Evans-Pritchard of the Torygraph believes a Basque nationalist blog has misquoted a conversation between him and a Catalan nationalist journalist. Unfortunately he struggles a bit with the Spanish, and since his articles often bear a sketchy relationship to basic fact – if fisk is still a verb then maybe someone would like to employ it here – …