From the series: "On Thursday, paella" Glad
bow ties an interview with William JR Curtis that, quite surprisingly, published yesterday the Boab (Journal Unofficial City of Barcelona), oh, sorry, " Newspaper." I say surprisingly because the medium is the main spokesman for the Barcelona closística and tinsel that we have to suffer the [former] citizens for too many years and, as is feared, what I rondaré, brunette. Because such a Curtis-who had never heard in my life despite considering connoisseur of architecture, "says truths as fists, but as civil guard cuffs to the pre ...
The full interview is linked a few lines above, but in preventing it expires when you least expect, I refuse to transcribe some of his comments (such as playing journalist, of course, let me heal health ):
Is the identity of Barcelona is explained by the Agbar Tower? Please ...! . Fortunately I hear someone being skeptical that monster, with that nasty cock with Jean Nouvel and Joan Clos (plus AGBAR, of course) laughed at the Barcelona placing that dildo for ladies in the very navel geographic the city. Luckily that will not ever happen, because as I ever had power to do so, they would have to evacuate that stuff at the right time it took to go Army sappers, who to turn nasty on toothpicks like that are fast and effective.
Forum The problem is that it has a cultural basis, no content. Advertising is a fiction. There are many ways to get the Diagonal to the sea. Why not do something more simple? They chose the cha ... The Forum is a portrait of our time. In architecture there is much cynicism, mixed with contempt for humanism. We must take a great distance from the present . No comment: it is all said.
But in the 90's around the world took a step toward a society of spectacle. Before it was the construction and now the image. And the risk is the big lie! We are in the space of illusion, where everyone wants to call attention to the consumer. For buildings that are made tortellini, sex toy buildings ... . Juas! Today
best done outside of Barcelona. Aranda and Vilalta Pigem proposed intelligent and sensitive things to the landscape, from Olot. But Barcelona has entered the decline. . Iva said it and I constantly repeat: the truth sucks, but curries. We have some local architects scrotumtightening, but here the pijería is the order of the day, especially if you paid with public money. I'm not chauvinistic: if for a specific reason for a specific project and personal, to do come to a foreign architect, later, to put boundaries to art is the climax of stupidity. But proposals to fill a city absolutely stupid just because a spendthrift foreign firm fashion when we have at home true masters of the genre's edge.
This is our city, so that once was a true pearl of the Mediterranean (not the only, fortunately, so to that cesspool saturated with heavy metal shit and still be called Tues and keep it on consideration of an entire civilization cradle) now converted into a common development decaying and bloated, a simple and dirty container-housing offices balls - of speculators and floating shoe boxes crammed with Nordic meat on the grill.
Yuck. ____________________
Man, talking about things emetic, we have around the issue of mises, you know what I mean: a man won such contests in which rewards the specimen that is best suited to standard each time. It takes a few minutes what used to be a female human being and he becomes a kind of anthropomorphic cow: you measure the legs and udders, it is found that the teeth are healthy, that has a graceful step and more. And, as if to hide, there is a moment that makes moo a bit to see if it produces a pleasant sound, what that sound means it matters little: the cow has the dormant brain more or less permanent, does not prevent for what it wants to use, it is nothing that obviously milking to exhaustion during a year. And then the specimen converted again into a human being can pursue what he wants, or rather, to be let: model (cheap), actress (cheap) or drug addict. Who cares. He has already given you everything you might expect. Above
in livestock competitions are these cheats. As was shown on television, a suitcase full of dough can either make the prize falls on a cow farm whose udders have no required minimum roundness or whose legs are not best placed to make jerky, imagine if the contents of the briefcase compensates with enough left over the performance gap afflicting the winning animal, the staff of the jury will twist to the side of subsidized beef as Justice would do to the side of mercy.
The last time the organization has mounted that designs and promotes nauseous or I do not know the festival in question is to dethrone the winning animal in each year for a momentous question: had fathered. In other words, returned to its original condition as a woman, it turned out had been a mother, who had a son. For this bunch of unpresentable of undocumented insolvent and the human species, is this to be a mother catapult people out and away from due pedigree and thereby undermines the required standard.
This is real shame. This is demeaning. No, not the mother, it is demeaning the contest itself, the mother, what about levels of racism simply filonazi. These things are legal and above, are being promoted from broadcast television stations licensed public claims to the Constitution, the Declaration Universal Human Rights and cry, in short, simple bolero shame that in this step, must be sought in this country as Diogenes to the men, with a lantern.
Light, more light! ____________________
señorísima The Health Minister has had to put up the prohibition who was loosely constructed. Join the credit of my care, without as I used-in-verb reflexively sheathing (indeed, a question: reflective or passive reflects Does anyone of any curriculum prior to 1957 that cleared me ?). I did this because it is a lady. If it had been a knight or some other minister of my predilection , he used a metaphor penetrative much harsher.
Well, these things happen in politics: sometimes inadvertently stirred a hornet's nest egg and it stings (especially the chopped egg.) But keep in mind one thing: the attempt was not quite aborted but has been simply deferred. Until after the election. Is that they are a disgrace that you shit, now we let it run, no joke going to cost a lot of votes, but as you have already voted and do not be imminent, citizens of shit, I will put it in the ass whatever we the Blessed wins. Similar announcement, by the way, has issued the heir Barcelona regarding evictions Express: Do not remove the poop before the election and wait for these stunned and we have voted four years have been screwed in the bargain, then we will do what we please, whether they like it or not. Ele the Grasia. This
the prohibition there is enough demagoguery by the Puritan sector. For example, corporate medical organizations (which are not the same as doctors ) are chirping because they say that the sheathed of ministresa is economically motivated. We fucked up! And what were the motivations of the ministresa? "To ensure our health? Come on now, man, go now! To Mrs. ministresa-like the rest of the politicians of our health arc gives a damn. What happens is that the ministresa, alone or with others, has accounts of what goes into the State by taxes on alcohol and what cost the Social Security related diseases directly or indirectly from alcohol (in the case of indirect , caught many times by the very tip of the hair) and the numbers come out negative, and in the financing of Social Security depends on a bag of votes very, very serious (there do not speak a few thousand here or there is no electoral calculation fine, that costs us a deputy in Zamora, but millions of votes), as it must be cut by anywhere. If it is no secret, dammit, so did the snuff. If snuff does not cost money to Social Security, the economy minister defend the ducats to the last drop of its budget. Intrinsically
talking and to my knowledge, do not waste my time reading bills arising from the nineteenth-century Victorian Puritanism-the standard was not so awful, basically advertising and undertook more incisively to advertising in places frequented per se by youth. And this is not bad at all. It is, rather, a very plausible.
What happens is that people we know by heart the song because the snuff did the same thing: they started getting hit on advertising, a hit that ordinary citizens hardly noticed. Then, put the direct and reached what now. We saw this coming a year ago, we said that after the alcohol and snuff we would make bets on whether the next load will be the coffee or heterosexual sex. I am rooting for sex, because as multinational coffee is too fat stuck and those really bite.
And if English is forgetful citizen , And lounging-in nature, there is the sector of wine and champagne that is played a lot and, naturally, has raised the hare. And he's done screaming very loud. We have enough to say: look what happened to snuff, do you want to happen also with the Rioja, the Ribera del Duero, Priorat and tens of appellations of origin are a reflection of food an ancient culture and inherent in all that is capitalized? That has to count the votes sociata, especially in regions of long-standing tradition in wine, where, incidentally, are played over the quarter: the premises, the autonomous and generals.
With Prohibition in Spain we as software patents in Europe, we always on top like a sword of Damocles. We'll see if the temperance meapilas even resort to dirty tricks of the mafia ownership, and almost dare I predict yes. The cress is fundamentalist and puritanical Taliban and invested with a divine mission undisputed, established that the end justifies the means (and nasty) and go all out with everything you have. Therefore it is important to stop them from the first step even though it appears as a moderate and reasonable, because they will have this first step in gaining a momentum that makes hits.
is war: chorizo \u200b\u200bsandwich, drink of Carignan, a pitillito who smoke and weapons. ____________________
This paella are completed February. The next will be March 1, with permission from 'attorneys $ EAG and, time permitting. March is a month and fun. Things happen: change the time, spring comes and we come over Easter, which is the celebration that really squeezes the throttle the whole year: Palm Sunday always think we have the holidays coming soon. And I'm not mistaken.
also terminated the quarter and are notes, but my dwarf, except an occasional shock, do not give me in this respect, noteworthy war. In addition, look, do not know why, is a month that I like nice. Here we
thus arming fight. Laus Deo
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