Great tunes, great doggerel, small simians
How two bands of bloodthirsty Fenians turned into peaceable middle-aged Englishmen with no known political opinions who smile a lot, are fond of sport and their children, and would probably enjoy a drink with you
Includes video of snow felling a pine tree and a photo of a municipal bus which almost skated its way down-town.
An anti-intellectual French horticultural fable.
The precedents for, and some possible implications of, the Catalanisation of Barcelona’s cinemas. Plus some crowd-pleasing video of the Quebec language police in action. (Allez! Allez! Allez! And the hell with the economy!) All in somewhat fevered response to an article by Martin Dahms in the Tages-Anzeiger.
Blasco Ibáñez says that actually we have always thought “at all hours of the Mediterranean rim.”
Serious separatists will drive on the left, in Vic, starting Sunday.
Excerpts from Juan Goytisolo and Ramón Fernández Palmeral, with an epitaph from George Orwell.
Vague musings on the past and present of hare coursing and greyhound racing in Spain.
A Catalan children’s song remembered by Francesc Candel; early rave culture on Central America’s eastern seaboard.