The 9th will not be about some shameful folly in Barcelona, whose principle purpose is to delay the political death of a mediocrity, but about something marvellous that happened 25 years ago. Here’s Mr Biermann causing a stir in the Bundestag this morning (translations shortly in the UK media):
The world suddenly got bigger and excitingger: if you fell asleep on the train from Hoek van Holland, suddenly you might awake in one of those primitive fairytale wagons in Warsaw instead of Westphalia; suddenly there were Czech bands playing the German wedding circuit (prices dropped); suddenly vigilante committees sprung into life to stop Polish car thieves; and there was no internet, and not everyone had a telly, so things appeared suddenly and without credible context, like raindrops divinely dispensed (no health warning), and were only gradually assimilated into reality.
- More splendid photos of Granada, Penedès
But still no solution to my question as to which travelling geo-entrepreneur copied the name of Santa Fe from the County of Barcelona to the Kingdom of Granada. I am not sure Santa Fe agrees with me or with having Reconquista romances recited from its church steps, but I’m rather fond of Granada itself, and Granada …
- Barcelona’s greatest Dutch pop star
Siegfried Anton den Boer/Siegfried Andre Den Boer Kramer/Anthony van den Boer/Tony Ronald/Tonny Ronald etc, born Arnhem 1941/1943/1944, permanently resident in Barcelona from 1959/1960, recording nevertheless in Holland in Dutch and German until 1963, either has the best or the worst memory in the world. Here’s his 1971 summer hit, Help!, in Spanish:
… and in English …
- What drunks think of morning and evening people
Venedikt Erofeev, Moscow-Petushki / Moscow to the End of the Line / Moscow Stations / Moscow Circles, translated by H. William Tjalsma:
I’ve noticed that, in general, if a person feels nasty in the morning but is full of plans and dreams and vigor in the evening, he’s a very bad person. Mornings, rotten; evenings, fine – a
- Murder of Theo van Gogh by Muslim extremist
De Telegraaf draws a link between the murders of Pim Fortuyn and, this morning in Amsterdam, of Dutch polemicist and director, Theo van Gogh: their deaths are separated by 911 days, as were New York and Madrid. He was shot and stabbed to death by a man with double Moroccan and Dutch nationality, an associate of Samir A, who was arrested in June for planning a terrorist attack. There’s little doubt that van Gogh’s crimes were to have drawn attention to Muslim extremism in Holland and the short he recently made with Hirsi Ali, of whom more here.