England’s black legend: a right old load of haggis
“Uncle,” exclaimed … Antoñita, “didn’t it disgust you to see so many drunks in the streets? I’ve started feeling frightened.”
“Uncle,” exclaimed … Antoñita, “didn’t it disgust you to see so many drunks in the streets? I’ve started feeling frightened.”
Ik heb onze politici onderschat: je gaat straks toch meer betalen om hier je auto niet te zien verdwijnen van de straat. De duurste tovenaars van Spanje, de gemeentelijke wegsleepdienst, gaan miv 1/1/2004 EUR130 vragen. Nu is de oppositie … boos. Want, zeggen ze, de bedoeling van deze verhoging is niet om de dienst kostendekkend [...]
D’un article interessant de Tim Porter sobre el augment de versions espanyoles dels diaris americans en la American Journalism Review:
Molts hispanoamericans, la comunitat ètnica més gran de la nació i el sector de l’economia nord-americana que creix més ràpidament, no poden llegir - o elegeixen no llegir - els periòdics majoritaris en anglès, encara [...]
Over at Crónica Verde, about the ongoing destruction by the Andalusian PSOE of the Doñana National Park. This is quite different from the abuse of natural space during the dictatorship because (all together now!) Franco was of the right, while Chaves is of the left, and the people’s friend to boot.
Other old media may be bolder liars, but you can always rely on ABC for the grossest cheese, as in this drooling retrowank re Felipe González’s new bit. How can you write a thing like that, even if it is a double entendre? Or am I just too much of a curious puritan?
I thought ETA’s man on the run had lost it when he went AWOL from a Subject Nation of an Evil Empire with generally excellent weather to a Subject Nation of an Evil Empire where it never bloody stops raining, just in time for winter. But then it started snowing across northern Spain, and even Barcelona had a hail storm.
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On Facebook, Trevor is eating saucisson de sanglier and starting to look like Obelix.