Re this, this: A gent from Grolsch is in a bar with colleagues from Heineken and Bavaria. The Heineken man orders a Heineken, the Bavaria man a Bavaria, and the Grolsch man a glass of urine. “Why don’t you get a Grolsch?” the others ask. “Well you’re not drinking beer either,” says the man from…
… was one of the comparatively few in which I never sat, hoping that one day things would get better. Anyway, it’s gone. Here’s a memory from someone else, which I hope he won’t mind me quoting: That’s sad – it was quite a place. Full of the strangest people. There used to be a…
One dreadful consequence of writing this blog has been a realisation that ideas whose sublimity none has dared impute in the bar down the alley, Sally, are regularly rubbished by those too distant to receive the hair-mussing they so richly deserve. Here, for example, barrett writes “Ghits”, by the way, is an abomination and reminiscent…
This is apparently an Andalusian trait that turns up with Andalusians in the Americas. Previously is was regarded as demonstrating stupidity and a lack of education, but we’re all stupid and uneducated now.
I’ll publish some photos soon of a virtually unknown mediaeval mural of an infernal animal pageant, during which I’ll be sticking my head again into après moi, le déluge. These guys seem to waste even more time on the net than I do. I hope they’re getting paid for it.
In connection with the La horda business, I’m just reading around a bit. One think I’m interested in is the migration of /r/ in some Spanish speech, so that for example pobre > probe. I’d like to know why it happens (is it along the lines of the al-oud > lute shift, or is it…
There’s a deserved attack here by Franco Alemán on a lousy article by Carmen Montón in La Vanguardia, the paper for people who like to think they know about Foreignistan. She says that “[Theo]Van Gogh had exceeded the most extreme limits of provocation known in civilised countries.” This is not the view of the man…
Here‘s an unusual combination of nationalist hyper-paranoia with the “everything was better under Franco” meme. The programme had already been shunted back to the middle of the night because no one was listening to it, so I guess Salas got out while the going was good.
Interesting news here that the German state of Rheinland-Pfalz/Rhineland-Palatinate has recognised the Sinti and Roma as a national minority and committed itself to promote and protect their language and culture, particularly in education. Meanwhile, in Spain racial stigmatisation of a type not seen in Britain since the 60s remains acceptable, and not just in the…
Luis d’Antin van Rooten in Mots d’Heures: Gousses, Rames: Chacun Gille Houer ne taupe de hile Tôt-fait, j’appelle au boiteur Chaque fêle dans un broc est-ce crosne? Un Gille qu’aime tant berline à fetard. Annotations (under Spoof Spelling.