This photo of Mobile World Congress attendees pigging out in a bar in the Born is doing the rounds as part of the move by the soon-to-be mayoress to terminate or substantially reduce Barcelona’s profile as the ideal destination for people in suits who want to visit a football museum, eat old bread soaked in tomato pulp, get pissed by the seaside, and shag a Romanian – in functional terms the same offering as when Spanish businessmen used to bring their secretaries here for a dirty weekend in the 50s. The post-PSUC pijo clique can hardly put all its money on Gaudí, a racist misogynist arsehole Christian considerably less tolerant than dear old Gen. Franco. How is the already catastrophic unemployment rate not to rise in this new economy?
- Vicky Cristina Barcelona has had impact on mainstream acceptance of Spanish in USA
Barcelona’s huge subsidy to Woody Allen may attract some tourists, but the film has not achieved the politicians’ goal of promoting the notion of a separate Catalan identity.
- Public art in Barcelona
A new council site.
- Frankfurt, Barcelona, Frankfurt
A new report from Baldie Research, Inc indicates that Spanish bus passengers eat significantly higher quantities of frankfurts and bratswursts than their car-bound compatriots because bars selling these downwardly mobile quasi-Teutonic delicacies are often situated next to bus stops. Frankfurt is at Comerç 12, convenient for both the Ciutadela park and the Picasso museum. Unfortunately for …
- Exciting? Harley, my dear
Despite the marketing blitz, Barcelona is still rather like Brighton was before BBC researchers discovered the irresistible combination of out-of-town living and the 7:47 to Victoria: a seaside town to which a provincial businessman can take his secretary for a dirty weekend without getting caught. This seediness is made all the more attractive for me by the continuing popularity here of memes that have lost all credibility elsewhere. You’ve probably seen the city’s folksy anarchists (I only found out today that Fourier was a falangist … of sorts) and Stalinist revivalists cavorting across your screens during street disturbances, and now the Harley-Davidson boys have joined our little museum of dead ideas.