contemplate how books are published a blanket on "the phenomenon of blogosphere." Hallucinate cockles with the opening of brainy discussions about what it means to be blogger. I am stunned by the tremendous number of enlightened people who daily sit chair about what is and what is not a good blog.
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pickles with such presentations as mystical-philosophical fashion, as to whether the hosting MSN Spaces be regarded as "blog" or if it is only a product designed to consumption and enjoyment of adolescents buster dictionaries, gifs worshipers garish, uncultured and chronic subnormal won several species.
Shocked rock observed as excessive reactions Pepe Cervera or Javi Moya , first made for me as trivial as the Mr. Madrigal is classified in 35th place ranking Technorati . And ojoplática term loss to witness the incredible cross being dialed latter after what seemed, initially, a simple and fair use of their right to reply.
But I awe of sheer ignorance, I confess. For starters, because I do not understand the importance of that which has been called "phenomenon of the blogosphere." I I can get an idea of \u200b\u200bwhat the blogosphere and I looked up on Wikipedia, so you can see that I document and try to be always informed and fashionable, hear. But as the phenomenon, I lose. Did not invented and through other means such as personal websites, forums, chats, messaging, P2P programs, etc, etc, the ability to express what one would come out of the very Internet? Could not before interacting with Diox know who? Could not be born, millions of sites, interesting discussions? Was it impossible hang up, before blogs were so popular, massive amounts of garbage? Where is the phenomenon? Somebody explain to me where the glamor! of I demand to know!.
Then there is what to adhere to a numerus clausus of golden rules, which they say are used to determine who is a true blogger and who a mere holder web space where you do Forrest Gumb. I already know I'm not blogger because I miss many of the basic and elementary rules . I'm so stupid that instead of periodically update, or posting when I feel like I have time. Last time, in between your posts, took four months and I peeled it in the highest degree. Also I have a dark background that makes reading a lot. For the record, I did not post for shit, it's only because I like it. And above, pa finish, I write about soplapolleces that only interests me, curled up like the blinds.
I said that bloggers experts cum laude in the matter mentioned at the beginning, and could stretch a little and set a cycle lectures, or something, to reveal the secrets of his success. We all want to be famous you know Nah, you ?. The same is they fear getting too close to the fans, watching over you and John Lennon. Ains. What would fuck me for a first prize of 20 Blogs !.
Too bad that will never happen, because I started at MSN Spaces and it already marks you for life. It's like pretending to be a grandee of Spain, born in a pigsty. All human waste in the whole world are in Spaces. If you have a blog there, it's because your maximum capacity of expression, to reach sms language. Spaces For something in the illiteracy rate is higher than that of Bangladesh. I thank goodness that I went to Berriart and then Blogger and now I notice and on the street look at me with a little more respect, if not, to see what the future would I have in life.
I do not complain, almost better that way. that once there was a guy who accidentally slipped in a ranking of these important, and as it was the Spaces almost spit on him in one eye. you not see that bundled. Let's see who made a spacero fucking with the jet set of blogging, he rebuked. Now, I just do not find the reason for the battle that brought the injured hand. Maybe I have not coscao highly of it, but seems to want to convince those who spat on him, that the Spaces are as Blogs and more. So after shit on the mother who gave birth to the marginalized, has decided to self-criticism and implement a set of rules, see delete comments that contain spelling mistakes, not helping spaceros not have at least five blogs linked to their spaces and do not post any tutorial over until a majority of your readers does not undertake to enhance the quality of the blogs hosted by the Spaces. Uséase, which inadvertently gives the reason for the marginalized. Yes we're fine.
And, eye to the data, according to Mr. Madrigal , which has also fallen into the irresistible temptation of lecturing, a blog is like a puppy. This takes care of the animal or in Tamagotchi plan or stick to the package that will put the protective web bugs. Almost feel it in my neck the breath of the police bloggers. I meat bag, no doubt.
At the end of the run, which is deducted from each other is to be a blogger is the ostia in vinegar, crème of the crème , the run century . And here I am without having had a fucking orgasm, my damn picture.
Are we crazy or what? Now it turns out there categories? What should make every effort to become a Ignacio Escolar of life, who does pull at fault if necessary? What rules must be met to end shovel to be a recognized member of this our community?
Really no one has noticed the small detail that many of us the chicken bites this issue? What many are sea of \u200b\u200bshit happy with our blog because it meets their unique, exclusive and very simple purpose to entertain, to express and / or relate ? What battle to impose such criteria is ridiculous as the crown of a pine tree? And in another vein ... Is that not clear and transparent ignorance, bad taste, vulgarity and worse, the utter unwillingness to do something good is not the exclusive preserve of Earth's Spaces but 100%?
But seriously. It seems that there are people living on this. Or at least it takes a gander pasta. See if there is going to be the root of all evil. For yourselves, gentlemen. Squeeze their golden egg laying until they were stiff. I wish you all the luck in the world in their struggle to conquer the cyberpoder. But stop taking the pain in the ass the fuck up, in addition to tire, and smell. Whoever wants to influence opinion, let him. But the more shit and pretending Cultureta posing as impossible: integrates the network the same crap out there. And like it or not, the lack of pretension that we have the right to life.
What can you do in Barcelona at the weekend that match -Fantasy Film Festival in Sitges, and Erotic Film Festival when you are movie buff, freak, poor and amateur sex? Then it happened that no one must be paste coming to both events, no sir. Do not even need to opt for one. There are interesting alternatives to sea that will fill your time so well as the above. Everything is mounted.
For example, Sitges Festival is perfectly substitutable for some (or all) of the following activities, namely:
1 .- If you have a blog, a little mug and have the odd beer consumed more, you can request a press accreditation in Festival website (not anymore, but it's an idea for the next edition successfully tested by menda lerenda ). It is important to give the correct data to the extent possible. And as far as possible, just keep that imagination to fill in the fields, for example, "La Hora Hache is digital media and I'm leaving the freelance life. If school-to-slipped, strain. Triana send away to a kick in the ass or laugh at you, they kindly and unbelievably, they and we will concede. With this accreditation, not only will access to the private area of \u200b\u200bthe web release of yore, but also send you daily for the duration of the event, dossiers digital information of all that is happening, it's not like being there, but to open mouth is not bad. Poverty is what you have, let him hear. And the lack of shame, too.
2 .- Another option is to go see any movies that project, but without coming to Sitges, provided they have already been released in Spain, of course. Personally I love the morning sessions for two reasons: the tickets are cheaper and the rooms are almost empty, so it is rare to share with more than ten people. We choose the nearest cinema offering passes at that time and settled. Same here was Mrs. Spider see Pan's Labyrinth and I must say I have seldom been better invested the cost of an entry. Only find one word to describe it: awesome movie . And that was with reluctance. First, because it is not surprising that end up being disappointed films announced with much fanfare and praised by critics to a degree that smell (which is suspicious) and secondly, because he knew the films of Guillermo del Toro - "The Devil's Backbone" just seemed acceptable and the other ( "Blade II" and "Hellboy" ) do not stop being the typical commercial movies with great special effects and little chicha - I was not particularly impressed. But El Laberinto del Fauno is nothing, nothing to see. To begin with, arguably offers two movies for the price of one: first, the cruel realism of the end of the English civil war, persecution, torture and killing of the maquis , slogans Franco fear and repression of those times, with an absolutely perfect setting and some interpretations that are out. On the other hand, the fantasy of a preteen girl in what is almost a fairy tale, an imaginary world, monsters, magic items and princesses, or whatever it is, the avoidance of this terrible reality, with sets, makeup , costumes and effects impeccable. Best of all, the way Del Toro separates the two stories, making inevitably engages the viewer to another, but also linking them throughout the film, because as you get immersed in that cadence reality-fiction, it becomes increasingly clear that the it is fantastic if not a great metaphor for the realist. The end finally unites the two stories, fully demonstrating that metaphor.
3 .- Walk the "triangle geek" in Barcelona. In the area of \u200b\u200b Arc de Triomphe , there is an egg of stores that literally make you drool. Standard -divided into Norma Comics, Games and Norma Norma Cine- Alien, the Eighth Collector , Gigamesh and Freaks . Fantasy literature, role games, comics, movies, merchandising, fanzines, busts and reproductions of actual size ... almost have to get me to crawl. Pulling prices prohibitive, though. But it takes a sea tomorrow comfortable walking around these dens of vice and subculture and imagining the decoration of the house I never have, kind of "40 Year Old Virgin" (yes, that happens, I've seen).
4 .- A lack of money , good libraries are. And of Can Fabra has impressive comic background. I had time to discover, among others, "Art" of Juanjo Sáez, explaining, in some imaginary conversations with her mother what art means to him with a child language that anyone equipped with common sense can understand, Frank Miller - "300" - the "Mondo lirondo" La Penya and now am with "Watchmen" of Alan Moore that it was pending.
And what can be replaced by the erotic film festival ? I suppose that thinking that, after all, not going to see anything you have not already seen in any porn movie lovers. So the best is going to house and mount the festival there. And if for any reason there is no ceiling (or is expected to have but in the end the thing fails) and do not take refuge under cardboard is that Miss Sinner -ahem- is that there is a hell of pension fully parallel . 36 leur double room, clean as a whistle, decent views, TV, fan and a receptionist does not know whether Italian or Brazilian squandered sympathy and not be silent or under water, though not understood what it says pope -.
That's it. The October 9 was a holiday in Valencia. And you had to take. not say Spikor lately I only read the newspaper dedicated to:-p
PARANOIA: psychiatric term that describes a mental state characterized by the presence of self-referential delusions. More specifically, it can refer to a type of acute sensations, such as being being pursued by uncontrollable forces, or be chosen for high mission, like saving the world. The paranoia is also manifested in delusions of jealousy in Erotomania, somatic delusions, etc. Disorder is a chronic type, with occasional more or less virulence, which occurs primarily in individuals of character proud, egotistical or distrustful.
THEORY OF "Conspiranoia" appellant said of the paranoia suffered by a significant sector of Popular Party , consisting imagine, so obsessive-compulsive, that the 11-M were committed by ETA , league with an Islamist cell emulate the actions of Al-Qaeda and the English Socialist Workers Party with the aim of the latter came to power, making the electorate believe that the authorship of the slaughter belonged exclusively to Islamic terrorists that perpetrate in revenge for English participation in the Iraq war where we put the PP against the majority opinion of the population.
Not PSOE my holy devotion. In fact, many years ago that no political party is. But do not eat soup with the lords of the government, does not detract from the fantastic movie that are riding the popular, with the invaluable help of Peter J. Ramirez and World Yupi , I look like a real aberration bordering on crime. I do not doubt that if they wanted, they would show the existence of a lesbian relationship between Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White. Forexample. Overall, everything is made (does anyone know the theory of six degrees of separation ?). For a long time and with commendable tenacity- example, the daily El Mundo has been publishing a series of articles brought together under the label "Holes 11-M" where alleges various contradictions, gaps, errors and falsehoods police appeared in the research, which suggest that it actually, we're hiding something very serious: the fact that the deaths of 191 people and injured over 1,700, were part of a dark plot between PSOE and ETA planned to steal the elections to the People's Party, March 14 of 2,004. Help to give credibility to this theory means well known for their impartiality, objectivity, independence and truth-ahem, ahem, such as chain COPE or Digital Freedom .
Pedro Jeta Ramirez, in his world.
Jimenez Losantos: Facha Pride Day.
In this wiki, via Escolar.net , you collect the lies holes of 11-M . advise reading it is not wasted. And in the same line of nonsense, the Blog de Luis del Pino with a title worthy of Jiménez del Oso, "Enigmas of 11-M." Mr. del Pino, known champion of the cause of "black pawns" (which is how they call themselves the owners of a boundless imagination that is absurd conspiracies where none exist and that they manifest all over Spain on day 11 of each month) has found his match in White Teat, blog humorously delusional as evidence the arguments of the above black pawns.
Jartita got me with his theories lysergic PP, manipulation and double standards. Now comes the friend Special , beloved former Minister of Culture without ditto among other things, spitting pearls devoid of shame and embarrassment as the following: "What harm is done right, when you know the truth? ". Well mireusté Ms. Aguirre, evil is wanting to know the truth, but really try to impose as a tale of fairies, elves and dragons. The difference is substantial. And it , lady, the truth and you still do not know and have learned. The truth is that 11-M bombings were the work of Islamic terrorists. The truth is that the government of then, before the upcoming elections, interested him most blatantly lie to a country devastated and hurt and the truth is that we try at all costs to marry his lie a reality that does not resemble her at all (mainly because there is no such reality). The truth, dear Espe, is that I have wanted to vomit.
"We want to know the truth, we never said that the PSOE is behind the 11-M." have to fuck, they have not said the clear because they can not, as this would incur a crime. But I suggest every time you have a chance. And when you do not have one, too: "We have had examples of State crimes, such as the GAL, which were uncovered by investigative journalism" . What comes to speak of "State crimes"? What strange association of ideas is that someone who does not say - surely not say? - The PSOE is behind the attacks? What the hell do you understand by "investigative journalism"? Because of the World, excuse me, has a very different name (garbage, for example, be appropriate).
"How can that be seen as unethical to pretend to investigate the attacks? The lack of ethics is to try to darken, inviting people to enjoy a hallucinogenic visions or peyote, hear. And since we are ... is it unethical to pretend to explain the causes of Valencia metro accident that killed 43 people? Is it unethical to pretend to refine responsibilities? Because there have been great hurry to give shelve the issue, concluding that "can be derived from political responsibility for an incident that was neither foreseeable nor avoidable-ahem, ahem, ahem, and whose sole cause was speeding, er, ahem, ahem, ahem "." Since then I explain why it has been repaired then the curve of yore.
To clarify the facts that says you "are the judges and journalistic investigations, especially in a country like this" . Especially in a country like this, certainly, which allows large-circulation newspapers such as El Mundo publishing atrocities, lies and lies all the way, outside any journalistic ethics, the most obvious side disinformation, without demanding apologies, corrections or liabilities of any kind.
Nothing, good woman. Here I leave a gift. Can be used to give birth to extremely rugged case boric acid . That also has cloth.
INTELLIGENT DESIGN AS SCIENCE FICTION ... ONLY RUBIANES
(nonsense II)
........... Earth. In a galaxy very, very close. Year 2006 .........
From
ancient times, in different religions coexist Earth of great power and influence in the political and economic life. Throughout history, this coexistence has been developed peacefully pray, pray to clean smack. On the one hand, Pastafaris ( worshipers Flying Spaghetti Monster , who brought us the image and likeness of His Holy Noodle) participated in heinous crimes and bloody massacres invoking the name of your Diox : the Crusades, the Inquisition, genocide recognition to the South American dictatorships, the Second World War ... and as of today continue activities related to more questionable. Currently, the representative on earth of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, also called Holy Opa is Palpatine of Naboo.
On the other hand, Cachimbafaris (worshipers of Monster Hash Smoker), whose prophet is Petahoma , they are also brave and to spend you're not careful you will blow themselves up in any part, putting all lost, leaving a whiff of singed flesh of shit. Holy Wars The they are marked with a method of recruitment that is pure marketing: brothel-sky promise full of virgin mulatto, available to all the faithful who die from it (taking with it the more civilians better, if possible). In fact, reliable sources of Heaven Cachimbafari confirm that the kidnappers of the flights of 11-S , among many other martyrs, are since then enjoying an endless orgy in the afterlife and even dust from and dust, get blind Iberian ham.
Petahoma, the timid Prophet (*)
Although other religions (such as Sidhartaciana , cutting hippy wardrobe and orange, or the Scientology, who spent thousands to describe), the fact is that the first two are the Palm take money moving, handling threads and basically hunchback staff. And to show a button Palpatine of Naboo few days ago .
The Holy Opa, I was advised when he said he would not be so "political" as its predecessor, or whatever it is, claimed tow pa time. Personally, I was glad that warning. More than anything because a cane Opa Santo can be even more obnoxious, if possible, one mingafría in much less time. And he was right: he has not taken much time to put the shrimp to the bottom. So in his speech at Regensburg University in Germany and whose full text can be found HERE , Palpatine decided that he wanted to talk about violence and religion, that is, of how violence should not be used in the name of religion, being in itself contrary to reason and thus, the Flying Monster de Espagueti. Hasta aquí, todo estupendo, aunque eso de relacionar los conceptos "razón", "raciocinio" y/o "logos" con "Monstruo Volador de Espagueti", suena a efecto secundario de un exceso de drogas . No obstante, si hubiera aprovechado el discursito para dejar claro que las barbaries en las que por acción u omisión ha participado la Iglesia que representa, se alejan completamente de la doctrina pastafari, pues oye, el hombre se hubiera anotado un punto a los ojos de ateos, agnósticos, apóstatas, excomulgaos y demás futuro pasto de las llamas del infierno. Pero no. Va el tipo y para ejemplificar, obvia aquello de la viga en el propio y utiliza como ejemplo un texto medieval decididamente Anticachimbafari , which reads meno ma or asynchronous : "Show me what Petahoma also brought that was new and you will find things only evil and inhuman such as his command to spread by the sword the faith he preached" .
menda Here, just in case she had got riled up the matter, has read the entire speech with a par. And I must say great difficulty in following the thread, because tiny bricks metaphysical-theological-philosophical recited friend. However, making a tremendous effort of reading comprehension, it does appear that Palpatine has been dispatched to taste undisputed that style that characterizes the Flying Spaghetti Monster "how he does not like things" . And most important it would not, hey, if it were not for a) shows a lack of shame to say the least worrisome b) reflected supine unwise, given the poor grape spent cachimbafaris Friends - Animalic like them alone, and the innate facility for self-inflating showing genitals, why have been charged with a sister-Italian Pastafari in Somalia, in less time than it takes to say Jamalajá, in protest.
And now that the film has bundled bad thing, Palpatine had no choice but to apologize. And the apology may be more offensive even than speech because they bring more than anything because it is not acceptable to say that the texts you read in his own speeches distance themselves from their personal opinion. However, they may be sincere: not be so strange that someone who believes in the existence of a Flying Spaghetti Monster is dedicated to exemplify his meetings with text that does not share . Or do you?.
Brothers ... the apocalypse is coming ... Repent, sinners ... A fuck, the world ends ...
If someone asks if Palpatine will noses to travel to Turkey, the answer lies in the Villaykorte Blog. If someone asks what it is striped flying monsters and other fantastic specimens, can learn about the issue of intelligent design HERE and HERE .
If anyone is wondering why it does not take seriously the issue of religion, the question is simple:
LAST ISSUE: Back "man" ... CLICK HERE to listen to, intelligent and mature her laugh is priceless. His words, either. Via Flies in the Soup . Thanks also to praise and the sinner, you are in everything.
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lot to say about Gallardón. And on censorship. And on the goings that are cooked in the offices of politicians crawling. And about the dogs attacking the fans voice their masters. And on a stale vomit and this sector of our country, erected in what is known as "English right." But today I want to talk about Rubianes only. Because although it has become fashionable to express the cry of "Rubianes are all" with joyful songs, t-shirts and modern poses and several, like, "I go through life as a defender of democracy and freedom of expression" for Mr. me Pepe Rubianes has screwed twice, neither more nor less. Going back
at the beginning of the controversy, it happened that Mr Rubianes said on TV3, during an interview in which he was asked about the "unity of Spain" ( Eppan breaks, dixit-PP-ya know) things like: " they get to Spain in the fucking ass, to see if it operates within and eggs are left hanging from the steeple " , "the unity of Spain, I sweat a cock in front and behind" or " to go fuck whore Spain" . It takes a short-witted to understand these statements as a insult to all those who by circumstances that are (which are many and varied), holds English citizenship, or something. But better to see to judge:
However, the Catalan Audiovisual Council (CAC), TV3 immediately required to submit excuses antenna the beads of Rubianes , which was TV3, while making clear that despite abide by the dictates of CAC was not in any way agree with them. According to the CAC, apologies were offered from the time a "segment of the hearing "was deeply offended by the words" vulgar, vulgar, certainly, with that said Mr. Rubianes. Must see, I should not be part of any "segment of audience," because I have not seen my fucking life to any television channel, to apologize for statements amount of Ansar , Jimenez Losantos and many others, that in addition to offend me cause fifteen arcades.
Naturally, the string of epithets that are heard every day on TV (see Programs of the heart, or better yet, do not see them-) no longer cling to the mere vulgar, vulgar expressions or use of profanity, to complain about the conduct of any interview in a television program. But is that what you feel bad this "segment"-we all know, were not the plugs or the risqué, but "lack of patriotism," the distinctly "anti-English" or similar soplapollez, which shows that Black & Decker a word that is the artist in question . Before the scandal made stupid by the cries of the sector, Rubianes apologized, in order to elucidate the Spain that he was sending to the bottom of the toilet was "Spain retrograde, reactionary and fascist" . As well, it's worth, because I'm happy. For me, there is his first shit . Could it be that you have to explain everything?. Let me tell you, Mr. Rubianes, which fall on deaf ears, clarifications useless. And if I command the fucking shit out of Spain as you, which of course I do often and probably starting from a much broader concept than yours, I know that the most that will happen is that I have to hear any insult of fundamentalist shift that has the misfortune to hear. But if you do you, as a public, notorious and media that is, the impact will be quite another, so knowing this beforehand, I think the most honest would rather not make absurd explanations can be interpreted as a repentance which lacks reason for being, well refrain from primitive statements and then not going to have to keep arrests without taking into account the maxim that a good listener, few words are enough and whoever wants to twist, maltoma or manipulate his words, two problems have their bread and eat it. Hard to believe, sir, that is so naive. His apology disturbing. For whoever wants to understand and not understand, is not going to occur by spontaneous generation intelligence with no clarification.
And with each passing month, comes the second part of this beautiful novel full of encounters, missed connections and, above all, of nonsense. And his second shit, to my view. The play "Lorca were all" directed by Pepe Rubianes, which was to play in the English Theatre (Madrid public theater, to be exact) are going to the same site to which its director sent the "whore Spain ". Why? Threats, verbal abuse and other sweet gifts that the comedian was constantly receiving both doors of the theater and in her own home, fans of the right CANTAMAÑANAS deep connection with statements he had made in January. And is that [irony mode on] how he was going to allow such a declared anti-English, perform a play in a public theater, paid for by the taxes of the English noble-blooded (and very proud of it Viva Spain !), who so fervently love their country and those who master it so blatantly insulted? [/ irony mode off] . And it is bundled. Police cars at the theater door, threats to company pressures Gallardón, Mario Gas, Alicia Moreno and the Virgin that made them all. And then go Rubianes cracks and remove the work of the lineup, boasting an unfortunate victimization, with easy-or difficult, but correct in every case, which had been to be consistent with their ideas, not to yield to the claims of the violent, says those who hate so much and still p'alante with a par. At the end of the day if he had vetoed, would have been clear and transparent who is the censor, the fascist and unpresentable and who is the one with the guts to be true to its principles. But I rode really bad. He communicated the withdrawal to Alicia Moreno (City of Arts Hall) and found that news travels fast and just an hour later, Gallardón had already publicly announced to great fanfare, without giving him time to compose a text the press explaining the reasons for its action and, of course, to reverse . And so now crying and kicking, because that means he was already banned before making a decision. Hard to believe again, Mr. Rubianes, you be so naive. Those who do not know how to shake it off, I actually found. You alone has made it tray.
But what bothers me, Mr. Rubianes, is that victimization is spent, whining to anyone who wants to hear that he has not been forced to leave and comparison, at the height of destarifo , their situation with that of himself Lorca: " what you want?", "Kill me with knives four brainless?, What do you do what they did with Lorca? What hit me a couple of shots down the street? No, sorry. "Throwing in the towel? can be understood well, but I'm not a hero, I am Spartacus . Well, it's a shame to hear. No one is required to be, of course. But how easy is ranting without then endorse the voices with facts.
Personally, I think it's possible, though with reservations, that you are naive. But just as he bemoans the behavior of some, I would not complain too much as the performance PSC in the celebrations of National Day . Because they are also using their own benefit and should not be politicized art ever.
This summer I have devoted myself full time to the noble art of doing nothing, read sleep like a pig, eat like a pig and watching movies like a pig, seated comfortably in a bed or sofa. Thanks to my extensive experience in the world of summer laziness, I've swallowed a twenties movies in two weeks, and aided by the wise counsel of film Sr.Buko , the cinema knows that an egg and part of another (do not mention it, is 10,000:-p), I went to find some that have impacted me, so I recommend playing. this entry I hope that my friend Wilo discontinue harassment and demolition activity for a while (you know Wilito, that of "I've seen all you said, give me maaa, maaa dame" .) Yes, I warn this gentleman, I'm in the process of detoxification of my South American engagement and that no more than a English-language film in this list. Nor allow anyone premieres, that one has fallen, but are not among the titles that I really liked. In fact, most already have their years. So that, then what we were:
WARNING: SOME IMAGES ARE NOT SUITABLE FOR SENSITIVE weak stomach NI Y. ..¡¡¡ MINDS EYE WITH SPOILERS!
Directed by Darren Aronofsky and released in the year 2,000, is based on the novel of the same title written in 1978 by Hubert Selby Jr. Simply, you go. film say it is a drug and in fact, is the subject of shit, but it is also, as its title suggests, a film about the desperation to achieve a dream, or the failure to achieve a dream from despair -. The argument is developed around a trio of junkies who hope to make their fortunes and change the destiny of their lives by selling a considerable amount of jaco and refers to the history of one's mother (Ellen Burstyn nominated Academy Award for that role), who turn dreams of slimming slim enough to appear in your favorite TV show and ends with a bestial addiction to amphetamines so that the leads directly to the clinic. The end, not surprisingly, it does something bad stomach churn. Because like it or not, that's the harsh reality. The soundtrack is also good and call me sick, but the best is it makes you feel agony and anguish nauseam, as if the protagonist was you.
OldBoy
of the 2,003 Korean awesome movie. I saw in you and I freaked. Is based on a Japanese comic of the same title and is the second part of the "vengeance trilogy" of Chan-wook Park . Tells the story of a guy who kidnapped and locked in a room with a bed, a sofa, a bathroom and television and through feeding trays entered by a trapdoor. His life revolves around these four walls, alone, on the brink of insanity and not knowing whether they will release it someday. Fifteen long years later, is released and forced by her captor to participate in the macabre game of discovering his identity and why it has remained in captivity. The finish is absolutely wild and unexpected. The brutal story of revenge that is not explained, not even the protagonist himself, until the last minute. Violence and beauty through a tube. Blood and poetry. Frenzy and slow. Sanity and insanity. Even music is cojonuda. Here's the video for YouTube :
emotionally charged lighter but no less valid, or at least, curious mention "Happiness" (only for the scene where the father confesses to his young son who is pederast and abused some of his friends in class because she likes it so much she can not resist, and it is worth) , "American Splendor" , based on the autobiographical comic book series created by Harvey Pekar in 76; "Secretary" -aunt on a trend to self-harm who finds love in a boss who loves to humiliate her and beat her (live the spanking ) - "Last Night" of Spike Lee , or how he lives his last 24 hours, a guy who should go to prison the next day and stay there for seven years; "Punch, Drunk & Love" (a love story really original and has little or nothing to do with the typical romantic comedies cakes), or "Fragile" perhaps leaves a little more to be desired, but you can see if you have the day a little meringue and corny (yes it is English of Bajo Ulloa pa more precise). Not to mention the Austrian "Funny Games" , which gives good portions of suspense, intrigue, violence and psychological terror, but in my opinion, too reminiscent at times to "Clockwork Orange" of Kubrick.
And third radically change the point geek : Evil Dead, the trilogy. Never has a film character received more wafer without croak. Or Rambo, or Rocky or Terminator. Ash for president, what I say. The famous scene of the eye is priceless. Ideal for spectators cannabis. Here the left:
PD One morning I woke up with bizarre and lived on one of the most critical moments of my freak with the viewing of two movies "? shame that I will not mention. If someone succeeds, wins a candy bar. Although something tells me it will be no.
If there is a minimum of dignity, respect for artisans working his business, the know-how, the music, pure rock, hard and true, by the Lords as the tops of the pine and the gentlemen who are no longer, because we just go on Finally the sky of the six strings, if the world and the people were as they should be, to be inserted into the Google search engine the name of the great Guille, Guillermo Martín's true, you would see a guy who has nothing to do with Bloopers meon cakes, because no one scheduled to be the one that was to play as he played and to maintain a attitude towards life and music of which he has been a landmark and an example to continue for many, remained. With all of you, GUILLERMO MARTÍN :
was not going to write anything until late September, that's why I have three weeks of jumping in the Bartola-national-and nympho bitch everything you drop, but has screwed me in the highest degree that any coverage is given to one of the saddest losses, significant and important English rock, has been limited to an obituary in The Country and occasional Aragon another newspaper column, as it was in Zaragoza where he lived the last years with Gaby, his wife, and where Cancer ate him for good.
Many not know, probably, who were the Desperados, the group he founded with his brother, Fernando Martin (now a music critic of El Pais), who claimed the rock of the 60 and 70 its most raw and rough and unfortunately, injustices of life, which was not deserved. Thereafter, Guille put his guitar in the service of Andrés Calamaro, Jaime Urrutia, Loquillo, La Frontera, Andy Chango, Ariel Rot, Bunbury or laziness, among many others, both live and studio. But mention groups or solo that whether they like more or less know all Diox , to summarize paths chronologies, Guille not talk nor hear his guitar. Yet the limited diffusion has been given, do not forget that in Spain it is important to know whether Pantoja cachuli fuck or not vis a vis - it is amazing how the media, musicians, colleagues and acquaintances, match when they refer to it. And I say that is surprising because if it is itself not common to find someone to leave a trace, it is even harder to come across a guy who makes identical, apart from marked, anyone who has been lucky, pride and the privilege of knowing. So there are very few. And for me, so was Guille Martín. Transparency, consistency, elegance, human quality in abundance, and a tremendous sense of humor. Above and below the stage.
says Diego A. Manrique in El Pais that evocations are unanimous that he tried to speak of a rare case of a musician without enemies, a positive human being encouraged any situation and, of course, a school paradigm classical rock. Urge specify: Guille active in the rock and roll aesthetic chairs that line Keith Richards and Pepe Risi opened in Spain, the founder of Burning. And I read it and seat.
According Javierre Juanjo, "was the best guitar rock of this country, sound and attitude . It was a benchmark in rock Malasaña. And was wanting to know leaves a residue very happy. He's gone too young, but lived very intensely: he could live his childhood dream, which is very complicated. " And I read it and seat.
Calamaro called him "the aristocrat of Caravanchel", "specialist" ... and was not even a hair.
El Heraldo de Aragón says p ertenecía to that class of musicians who play with heart and guts, fleeing the virtuosity but giving each note, every riff extracted from the strings of the guitar, leads into the essence of rock energy, spirit, attitude . And I nodded.
A guy who already ravaged by disease, was throwing humor to life ( "I aspire only to reach the age that I represent. ") That was Guille, of course.
Little change the view that it may have had people who knew him briefly. As this boy who writes on a forum: " Guille Martín, is that sort of people who dedicated their lives to rockanroll without asking anything in return, knowing all along that the flashes and the covers were not with him, that his was the stage and night. It's like one of these glorious side of English cinema, they die quietly, and cause more pain than any awarded Goya. I did not know him personally but my brother did, in an endearing story that I am about to tell. In a concert of my brother Andy Chango was passed by the battery to enter the backstage (is that my brother is a mug from the ostia) once all the musicians went into it, the less Guille who approached him and said " who are you? and my brother answered, "the substitute battery." The guy started Descojonado and said "Come on kid, let's take a drink, put a Cubata, a slice and a few laughs. That night we saw on the town and always had time to visit my brother and hold his nerve. I think they were occasionally when Guille played with another Argentine . We lost count of the times we saw one of those sets with anyone who approached. That was our Guille, sure.
Guille for me and for the faction failed Valencian Channel 69 will always be the castizo Richards, the kind of smile on his face and the right word, changing the tequilas and beers inseparable in the bite, the of madness in Roxy and Sun, a party by Malasaña, who never lets us down with tickets and passes, which always threw a cable wherever, whenever. And we put the willies with a guitar in hand. To me and everyone.
As they said do not know where they are bad times for snipers rock and roll, those with something to say and not a pose to show. It was the best. It was a friend.
Valencia on Saturday visited a former member of the Hitler Youth, ex-Nazi soldier, a deserter from their ranks a month before the fall of the Third Reich who subsequently became a priest and was climbing positions to become the highest authority and supreme icon of the Catholic religion. A This gem of a man, now old and decrepit, is known as Benedict XVI, Ratzinger, or simply Pope. And I have him special enmity.
"Why Lord, you remained silent, how could you tolerate all this? " - Ratzinger, in his visit to l concentration camp of Auschwitz-Birkenau
gone Not that John Paul II inspired me a lot more sympathetic, but at least had a more friendly face (the Ratzinger has a vicious loops of shit bastard) and above all, what the hell!, saw a dying at official events, without being able to barely move or speak, sometimes perjudicao tremendously, sometimes sobao lost and thought "Here we are, with a pair. Did not life is so sacred that we must continue to breathe even if you have your dignity gone to hell? Then pull to autotorturarte until espiches. And indeed, what remained of the old Pope resisted an egg and part of another, many badly , yes, until the body just told (the mind it looked like it had been for quite some time). Total, who unwillingly and very much against what he preached, the "life? of John Paul II on his last leg was one of the strongest arguments for the legalization of euthanasia have ever seen although it has many fans who prefer him as a heroic example of sacrifice and delivery and this and that and Pascual.
The thing is, however, the friend Ratzinger, although pussy, you guessed pa rope strength and time. And is that the SS, tanned a lot. To me, that the faithful come to visit Pope Valencia (and who says Valencia, Sevilla says, Iceland and Madagascar) because I think cojo. What I can not imagine is that a secular state and secular, and therefore a region of a non-denominational and secular state, a paste gansísima invest in ornaments, infrastructure and security to get to this lord. This gentleman and the confession to which he belongs, should finance their adornitos, infrastructure and security measures. This sir, if you wish to Masses or conferences, should make a living. But no. It turns out that Miss Rita, Mayor of Valencia, had the nerve to ask the people of Valencia to show their "joy" the Pope of the balls. And City and Government have argued from the outset that "spend whatever it takes" .
It is also, a month before this distinguished visit, clad Monteolivete bridge forming a freak traffic cocoa. It turns out that two weeks in advance, turned Valencia into a giant portable toilet, because wherever you looked, did not see (and still do not see, because they have not removed) more than that, mobile shite everywhere. It already passed the event is still not a single lamp that does not look the Vatican colors. It turns out that for many days, neighbors the center received a visit from a "nice unselfish? pious women who called themselves "volunteers" and urging the good people (ahem) to hang from the balcony a English flag, preferably with a marsh and Benedict poster that reads "Jo t'Espere" (I'll wait.) Turns out one day before the arrival of his Holiness "?, Cut off all the downtown streets, public transport stopped working and the data eye, warned that he would go to hell the mobile phone coverage supposedly to prevent attacks like the 11-M, which were used as detonators. And I, as a citizen of a secular State atheist, I find that if Friday had gone to work on my regular schedule, ie, from 9 to 14 and from 16:30 to 19:30, not only could not develop my hustle in the afternoon, but also, I had been allegedly held incommunicado isolated and without human form to come home, or whatever it is, sucking the celebrations by force and by the learner. Or so we sold, because then, you said nothing. I speak, of course, the lights that mark the organization of the V World Meeting of Families, who beg on their knees here I fill out a ticket for the lottery. For as visionaries, they are priceless. In his endless optimism had anticipated the massive arrival of no less than Valencia and a half million faithful . And voila: they maintain that matched full. I, however, other figures shuffle. Basically, I've seen in these days or that common sense tells me that are very close to that point sources close to the City Council : 250,000 pilgrims. Of course, I have no Faith And as everyone knows, faith is essential to believe in what you do not see, or feel, or note, or transferred. Come on, I approached on Saturday as if nothing at the center of Valencia, but that was because of my lack of faith on Sunday morning I met half the city to go to see my parents suffered, but because the absence of Fe prevented me from seeing the stampede delivered Catholics who took to the streets. And on Friday afternoon could have been a perfectly currar despite apocalyptic warnings of wood, but it's all because of lack of faith, brothers. Either that, or EMF (World Meeting of Families) have made a mess cock between the count of pilgrims and the miracle of the loaves and fishes. Another explanation, not fit.
What happens is unclear, one tries to identify with any group who believes that the papal visit is a waste nonsense, nonsense and hypocrisy as the crown of a pine and what is is this beautiful form of protest :
I do not understand how someone can expect to be taken seriously, showing up in cycling as the monkey brought the world . If all avenues and channels of opposition are well, I prefer to go to Carnival in Rio, to see a tremendous move mulatto ass, frankly.
Everything else ... as usual. At the end Ratzinger had no eggs to crack down too harshly against ZP and was rather flabby, merely insisting on "the indissoluble character of marriage and family." According free daily (I obviously do not buy the homily), some of his harshest words were "Marriage is a unique institution in God's plans." Come on, fucking, not scares. It just sucks a little learning God, which they say has never had to support a relative, is determined to marry any Tom, Dick and ordered to put up with each other pa remains without exception, whether or not you are happy with the gem that has touched you in marriage.
The only one who wanted to give some action to the thing was the Vatican spokesman, Joaquin Navarro Valls, who lacked time to say that Fidel Castro, Daniel Ortega and Jaruzelski had accompanied the pope at the Mass held in the respective countries, in particular reference to the non-attendance of Zapatero to the Eucharist. But as he was reminded that neither Chirac nor Clinton had come not at the time, opted to close his mouth with honey. The best thing is that, as recalled Nacho School, Aznar was once either the Mass of the Pope. And that man is preferred to attend an event in Navacerrada FAES. Live your selective memory.
As the theme of "accident" underground where patted 41 people, and there is nothing to worry about. The pope prayed for all nothing more land. You should know.
UPDATED: You can watch a highly recommended post on the subject in Anna's blog by clicking HERE . She, in turn, I think it has taken from HERE. Thanks to Buko and Gretel for the information.
At the request of the Reverend (among others) and seen that neither Hello nor are interesaos Tomato in the exclusive, I will introduce you to the face by Veronica . Veronica is the new tenant of my left foot since last Friday (June 9). You could say it is a reminder of Cáceres. Some cards are purchased, other ceramics, t-shirts or items to decorate your TV ridiculous and I am going to ass in the world to spider tattoo on his feet. All must have, mireusté .
Veronica, in its first 48 hours of life.
The issue here is that Mendes had a very wrong idea of \u200b\u200bthe issue of tattoos . not just about choosing a design with which one feels comfortable (with the "Love Mom" \u200b\u200bI had just did not see the truth.) Nor limited to selecting the location or size. All that is important, of course, but it enjoyed the experience. And worst of all is that addictive. I do not believe me when I was told. A saint of what is going to be addictive pain, unless you're masochistic lost, I thought. Because yes, hurt hurt and whoever says otherwise is lying (it is also true that there is not much foot chichi to say, so I suppose in the back or forearm, for example, it will hurt a lot less) . The first ten minutes are the worst, you wait in tension the needle sticks, including cleanliness and purity of blood. It is like if you make cuts with a utility knife. But you have to catch him roll and relax, let it hurts. And if you succeed, what can happen to me, that I almost soup on the table. But fried everything, hear. With a sense of relaxation, as if I had ten canutos smoke followed by myself, that not a Thai massage. That's because the body reacts to pain by releasing endorphins (mitigating pain) and then they say, that feeling of being a treat. But to get to that, the psychological attitude is essential. I recognize that my idea was to go "numb" with a drink or similar, not hear the story. But that's the first thing that prohibited because alcohol and some chemicals promote excessive bleeding and delay healing. And the tattoo is not only an art, it is also an injury that should be cultivated and scarring. Hence, out with a bandage, plastic, which makes the body believe that you still have skin to keep out crust, and a load of cream that you have to get every snap. Huge air, no sun or salt water. And above all, that the type / to be a professional tattoo Diox commands. To read a little history on Tattos , you can click HERE or HERE.
But I was saying: that Cáceres also exists. And it's highly recommended visit. It looks to be a city nice balls. And I say it looks like it because I saw everything that can be seen in two nights wandering the den of perversion in den of perversion, with the severed senses and spirits of the substances of the earth (which incidentally, is worth trying) . Anyone who wants to learn about historical monuments and the like, ask them Alabaster or Lakmé, who were also living there and also late-night hours in all its glory, had the cojones to take advantage hangovers for hiking (the chandelier alone here, times of light used in which Whistler rub, the age does not forgive already known).
No, he did not know Alabaster or Lakmé in person. Neither Daxilva either. It's worth, I confess, I've done it again. I've gone from KDD again. And I used the trip to tattoo. I'm a little crazy, I do not discover anything new.
And I can not talk about architecture, churches, statues and monuments, Here is the list of things that worth visiting by Caceres:
For the salad spicy paste DaXilva.
Because after seeing it in action with Juan, one begins to believe in marriage (if you decide to take the plunge, I will present the coffee xDD).
For Goran, sexual harasser born in the arms and legs outside.
For live listen-Edu tattoo master if ever there was-that "Welcome to your new addiction" and a half hours after giving needles. If there are invisible tattoo tomorrow it signed by another. I've discovered my masochistic side, bastard xdd.
By the grace and the salt shaker Nani.
have babysitting for Albert and it's over, we invite your birthday (the shops were closed when I got up, I swear xDD).
For White Alabaster enjoy neat, now sober, now alcoholizao lost.
For Bloopers roll poses in photos of Lakmé (mouth open fist )..." to note that we're having fun. "
For Iberian trays and local wine.
For El Corral de Storks, the Aldana and the dark side ... I mean ... the airbag.
amplíiiiiiiiiiiiisimo For a group of nice people whose names, unfortunately, do not remember (Susi, Santi, Fernando, Mercedes, Matthew, Susan and Vanessa, I sound).
the end, no matter Cáceres, Finland and Polynesia. What matters is people. And I with these people I go to the end of the world if necessary.
Hala, there is this, that I promised. I swear the next entry will not take so long. Although total pa what I write ...
PS: The photo spread courtesy of Tranquility Disturbed and The Garden of Lakmé. I snored while doing so. XDD
PD2: A man named Jesus, do not miss, and we remember pa ná it (or even dead cagarnos in the camp that gave us) XD.
Today in various parts of the world, as every year, the Global Marijuana March, known in Spain as the Million Marijuana March aimed at claim the normalization of marijuana and cannabis, or whatever it is, demand an end to the ban. According to the FAC (Federation of cannabis) , fines for implementation of the Public Safety Act have arrived with the PSOE, a figure never reached before, nearly 175,000, so that acts of May 6, users seek the cessation of misapplication of the Public Safety Act and the reauthorization of this law, such and as demanded by the Socialist Party was in opposition when , demand seems to have forgotten since it seized power in general elections.
The fact is that the other day with a colleague has msn and more stupid, which is how many conversations arise, just talking about drugs. The issue arose when the INDIVIDUAL 2 (omit real names and nicknames of the participants in an obvious matter of respect) said, quote, not having ever tasted "hard drugs", an event to which this individual 1 reacted by jumping into the jugular GUY 2-hehehehe, what exageraílla am-: [12:53:02] GUY 1: it is hard drugs? [12:53:08] GUY 1: defines [12:53:13] GUY 2: uf, YaST
[12:53:15] GUY 1: we start now with the double moral [12:53:24] GUY 1: or is drug or not is
and from this basis, I fully concur with the position of individuals 1, with one exception: the fact that I did not understand certain distinctions, does not mean that he thinks "committing an error, in my opinion- use them, it does necessarily exercising a double standard. The double standard is the one who pulls the strings, enforcing the prohibition and promoting misinformation by the demonization of certain substances and sacred or at least, the social acceptance of other equally or more harmful than those that are bent on demonization, double standards is that of governments, multinational corporations (which the end of the day are which govern the world) and media (serving the previous two, mostly). The ordinary people, rarely makes use, at least consciously, no double standards on this issue, simply repeating the slogans that have been bombed during a lifetime, repeated lies that both assume as true . As the teacher, or Antonio Escohotado , " with respect to the man in the street, a large number of people believe sincerely hope that the drug is a real entity, and must fend off such a thing as a robber or a murderer ". That explains the strange and the pair so widespread practice to distinguish between soft drugs and hard drugs. This explains why those who cling to that distinction, not entering any substances that both bags were prescribed by doctors. And it has endowed the term "drug" as a pejorative nature, at the height of inconsistency, come to expect us to believe that drugs should be considered different medications. The reality is that regardless of the name you want to give, regardless of acquisitions prescription at a pharmacy on its own initiative or on the black market, there is no difference between a Trankimazin or a Valium and a striped or farlopa pasti. Like it or not, all is dope. And anyone who says otherwise is lying. The difference is not conceptual, not ended, nor should it be found not in danger (if agreed to legalize illegal drugs), but in any case, in use, namely, therapeutic and hedonistic. And having nothing wrong, that does not, no matter who despite the consumption-leisure, it is inconceivable that made up the ass of Prozac or sleeping pills, because it has prescribed a simple family doctor who told him that lately tad declined or were you not seem to sleep well there is not frowned upon, while a shiver to make a night out in any nightclub, you have to hide in a toilet, lest you Crunch a fine of fifty papers .
[12:54:20] GUY 1: there is only one thing that is drug and should not be
[12:54:23] GUY 1: marijuana [12: 58:38] GUY 3: So that marijuana is not a drug ...
[12:58:46] PERSON 3: I'll take you and talking to God
[12:58:49] GUY 3: and you tell me
[12:58:52] GUY 3: if drug or drug not
[13:00:08] GUY 1: marijuana is not fatal in any case
[13:00:20] INDIVIDUAL 1: very beneficial effects for health
[13:00:30] GUY 1: and his addiction is much to discuss
Feeling much individual 1, for me marijuana is a drug. I admit that its toxicity is minimal, I admit it is impossible to overdose death, but drug is simply because the cannabis is psychoactive , ie affecting the operation of the brain to a greater or lesser extent depending on the amount of THC it contains. As for addiction, I doubt that there is a physical dependence but psychological self. At least I know people with clear signs of having this unit, which does not use any other drug.
Anyway, never understand why the anti-prohibitionists focus its efforts exclusively on cannabis or why the only opening to "legality" that raises the government is related to therapeutic purposes. Just as I do not consider valid in other areas, argument that "it's better than nothing," seems to me equally absurd on drugs.
"We have drug prohibition. Legalizing drugs sounds so foolish as to legalize the taste for painting, walking and reading. You can not legalize a human activity that is a civil right immemorial."
drugs have been around since man exists. And the man takes drugs from existing drugs, or forever. With some drugs companies do business and states (alcohol, snuff, drugs). Do business with other gangs, drug traffickers. And do business with most all (how is that control narcos States integers!). What happens is that most of these businesses are on hand and on the margins of legality, which he finally gets hurt is the consumer, who gets even remotely substances are composed of what is supposedly buying. As damaging as snuff and the snuff is not in itself, but the poisons that loaded with tobacco, the most dangerous drugs are the cuts that are added, including an intermediary and facilitator, to reach the consumer's hands. And since human beings continue getting high and because public health is, theoretically, a value essential to protect not understand why not legalize everything and to hell the bike. Ment, I understand, but the reasons are as bastards who can not even be considered. U national law as the prohibition of drugs, which aims to defend ourselves, is a usurpation and a nonsense, pure corruption of law. Let's say the ban has had the positive effect of generating civil disobedience, which serves to give us the feeling and the certainty that we are not subjects that we are citizens ".
not go to list the typical and topical anti-prohibitionist arguments (to end the mafia, with a very important part of economy, reduce crime, ensure quality ...), well known by everyone. Nor do I use the "logic" of those who have experienced personally or in the nearest field, the problem of addiction. Advancement and that I've lived a lot closer than I would have liked and therefore no one appears to criminalize the substance. And in that sense I refer to what he narrates Escohotado in "Letter to the Mother of an addict" .
What is the argument that the drug makes us irresponsible and dangerous to other citizens? " is a self-fulfilling prophecy of drug inquisitor. Until the ban, which begins in the United States in the early twentieth century, there was virtually no concept of unwitting victim of drugs. Since the ban which put thousands of doctors and pharmacists to jail who would not bow to executive orders, created some people who live in this alibi. A drug hours give you an alibi for not nothing at all to be a shit with your family, your friends and others. You're a liar, you're a dreamer, but who you have given the arguments and the basis for behaving well have been the banned drugs and gave them the slogan of demonic monsters ".
So far, the response of the Government Delegate National Drug Plan is not waiting, so that has made today some ridiculous statements about legalization groups claiming organizers of today's levels you can read HERE . am that Jartita Ms Carmen Moya and other related bugs, take the liberty to decide on my health amen to pretend they care about something. A different matter is that the demo that are held often end up many times, such as carnivals. And so hard to be taken seriously. "Drugs are wonderful because they open the mind, make you see that the truth does not exist, everything is relative. The drug gives you another perspective, another dimension, makes you see that nothing is what seems that nothing is. The only reality is your reality and be what you're able to see. When the time comes you do not be afraid to try them, you are a lucid, you're smart, you have a duty to do so. Just do not never lose control. While the controls you there is no danger, you do not them control you. "
Eusebio Poncela in Martin (Hache).
" The reason for taking drugs is to know yourself. They must be taken wanting to himself, respected and, of course, respect for others. "