An Iberian proposal would slash wage costs, free up time and talent for cashflow-friendly shagshow opportunities, and assimilate football to mainstream Peninsular cultural practice.

An anti-intellectual French horticultural fable.

But what was Rosa Díez actually trying to say before she so expertly inserted foot into mouth?

In response to confusion in the markets re Spain’s constitutional arrangements and the size and distribution of its public debt, kaleBirthday has, remarkably, gained the consent of the Catalan, Spanish and EU administrations to conduct a binding poll on the future of the troubled region. Vote now or forever hold your peace.

With the Anglo-Saxon plot in tatters and Jewish machinations a non-starter, some strategic paranoia for Mr Zapatero. (Like: Is Mendelssohn’s Elijah a secret weapon of German subversion?)

It’s Pig’d over at Calculated Risk has a toothy smirk for the bailout which, for the usual reasons, we are not to call a bailout.
Mr Artificial Turf confirms our opinion that Bordeaux is astonishingly good value compared to Barcelona. And it has real waves.

A Google Maps/Le Figaro mashup.

And of a great British pub landlord, Juan from Málaga.

Or was the Second Anglo-Afghan War actually fought in the Pyrenees?

What is the man doing? Why is step 4 missing?

There’s nothing your neighbourhood phenotype dream team can’t fix.

Property rights in the natural order of things, and the economic subtext to Zapatero’s cosmology.

Desultory bar philosophising on the socio-economic function of Secret Santa.

Las mentiras de empresas como Evicro, y como fabricar tu propia Sal del Himalaya casi gratis y de manera sostenible.

Trademark theft to liven up the Spanish fruit and veg price-war?

Launch of Arcadi Espada news-site.

One of Spanish nationalism’s numerous Achilles heels.

Every 9th Canarian nationalist councillor has a problem, and the left looks to be in worse trouble than the right nationally.

Google translates the “I’m feeling lucky” button into Spanish as “Voy a tener suerte”, which is closer to “It’s my lucky day.” So, easy meat for ventura24.es, which wants to associate a brand for losers with one where you really do win (almost) every time you play. Google may be an addiction, but it isn’t [...]

Fill in the gaps in this pasquinade on the voiceless velar fricative, which I found last night in Mesonero Romanos’ El antiguo Madrid:
En la plaza hay un cartel
Que nos dice en castellano
Que José, rey italiano,
Roba a España su dosel;
Y al leer este cartel,
Dijo una maja a su majo:
–Manolo, pon ahí abajo
Que me C….. en [...]