Can someone work out from this steaming pool of verbal diarrhea if they’re loading the donkey down with GPS recorders etc and then letting it go wherever it wants? Now that would be really interesting. Er, not, actually. [Whatever happened to Deirdre (?) and the donkey and cart with which she made her way from [...]

Or perhaps it isn’t.

Vague musings on the past and present of hare coursing and greyhound racing in Spain.

Xenophobic atavism in the 1640 Reapers Revolt.

From saviour to saved to savoury: the de-/remystification of bodily imperfection.

A pun on Never say never again on Gracia’s only SWP bodega (one of the proprietors claims to have known Yigael Gluckstein) may be suggesting that may be no imminent solution to the problem of bearded nutters rocketing their neighbours and then moaning about the response.
In other graffiti today, the anarchist nutters in the lovely [...]

The other night reading the C18th Motteux translation of Quixote “by several hands” in a cheap American edition without date or attribution. The passage where they free and are then beaten by galley slaves has this:
They also eas’d Sancho of his upper coat, and left him in his doublet.
The translator or editor leaves a [...]

The problem with Catalan “philologist” and “historian” Jordi Bilbeny being a 24-carrot burro is that when he occasionally says something half sensible no one listens. The conspiracy theory which rules Bilbeny’s life is that guys like Columbus and Cervantes were really Catalan, but that a powerful group destroyed all the evidence and then disappeared without [...]