2006-01-06 19:39
Insolence!
A graphic in the Intergalactic Lobster Alpha Tango Express-Herald-Pilot-Echo-Tribune informs us that Mexico has a higher percentage (24.2%) of obese adults than dear old Blighty (22.4).
Come on, Blighty! Eat some nice snacks and stay out of the gym!
2006-01-06 14:57
It
is Charles "Loser" Kennedy, the man who led Britain's negligible
Liberal Democrats to their most recent election underachievement:
Doch jetzt gestand der Chef der drittst�rksten Partei des Landes: Ja,
ich war ein Trinker!
Schon seit Jahren wurde �ber ein Alkoholproblem Kennedys
spekuliert. Auff�llig oft und gerne nahm der Schotte ein Glas Scotch
zu sich. Aber der Poliitker leugnete immer wieder, s�chtig zu sein.
Jetzt die Alkohol-Beichte: "In den vergangenen 18 Monaten habe ich
mein Alkoholproblem akzeptiert und versucht, es zu bew�ltigen."
Bizarrely, we haven't seen this story in the international press
except in Bild. The long-standing vacancy for an opposition party to
Tony "Baloney" Blair's New Labour has since, in any case, been filled
by the Tories who have at last managed to elect a leader with appeal
to persons who are under 70 and who do not smell of wee.
For the full tact, the
Scotsman:
Mr Kennedy, who yesterday called an immediate leadership election to
let party members decide on his future, today claimed he had been
"overwhelmed" by messages of support.
But reports claimed as many as 16 of the party's 23-strong frontbench
team wanted him to go.
We couldn't care less either way and in this we reflect, for once, the mood
of the nation.
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2006-01-06 12:19
It is
Grolsch - the Archduke of Biers! - vs. Ahold's Albert Hein chain of
un-super Supermarkts:
Grolsch is no longer supplying Albert Heijn stores, after the two
failed to reach agreement on how much the retailer should pay for its
beer.
Grolsch said "extreme price competition" among supermarkets was
hurting business in its home market.
Go, Grolschzilla, go! (We dislike AH without even having ever visited
one. Although if it comes to that, we'd be happy enough with Lidl's
randomest Reinheidsgebot, but don't tell the Dutchpersons.)
[Initial lead from our Zweetie, dank je]
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2006-01-06 10:33
The new design of Le Monde is absolutely gorgeous. Matthew
Carter's Fenway font - originally designed for Sports
Illustrated is exceptionally beautiful, and the design is open,
light and vair vair inviting.
There must be something about Berliners - the new Grauniad is the
prettiest paper in EnglandandWales, too, and its Grauniad Egyptian
Text is vair nice too.
Bonus: An International Lobster Police Times-Patrol Charley Alpha
Bravo Mirror Express Monitor ("International Herald Tribune") article on
the Dutch 'bladet scene on the occasion of De Telegraaaaaf's 100th
birthday. (Featuring analysis from a Mr Krant!)
During the 1970s the company moved from its cramped headquarters in
the center of Amsterdam to a 500 million guilder complex west of the
city. Hundreds of trucks take the four nightly print runs to
distribution points, where an army of 10,000 hand carriers takes
over. Thus, Telegraaf subscribers find the paper in their mailboxes at
the crack of dawn. Only 20 percent of the press run is sold at news
stands. As many as 100,000 copies follow subscribers to their European
vacation destinations.
(This subscription model is the norm in the Netherlands, of course.
And, quite if not entirely coincidentally, also in Chermany, wherever
that is.)
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2006-01-05 16:42
When reading, as we like to do, Le Soir online it is
disconcerting to miss-parse "Brussels" as the metonym for the EU that
it is elsewhere and realise on the second pass that they really meant
Brussels.
Also, we learned just recently that Le Soir has gone Berliner
since we last saw a copy. We're now if anything even sorrier we never
get a chance to buy it.
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2006-01-05 12:28
Budweiser inexplicably bills itself as the king of biers.
Hoppning-sponsor Warsteiner bills itself as "Eine K�nigin undter den
Bieren" - a queen amongst biers (although not on their wretched
Flashed-up site).
But what we, for one, yearn for is of course a prinsess among
biers. Anyone seen such a something?
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2006-01-05 10:21
Mary had a little pie
And it was very yummy
She ate it up and gave me none -
This pie is zero-summy!
It
is the Cherman skihoppning team. Unlike the Norwegish, they have
not even had a belated triumph; their 'bladets are correspondingly
underwhelmed:
Wieder Total-Absturz!
Ist der Trainer an allem schuld?
Yet again Total-Absturz!
Is the trainer an allem guilty?
(We are contemplating a quantitative index of tabloidicity, calculated
on the basis of the ratio of discussion of sportning events as a whole
to that of the national team/star. By this metric Bild, we can assure
you, is very very very very very tabloid indeed.)
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2006-01-04 17:00
�1. Hoppity hopp!
It is the
belatedly triumphant Norwegish hoppning team!
Lars Byst�l tok sin f�rste seier i verdenscupen da han vant i
Innsbruck. Og p� pallen fikk han bes�k av Bj�rn Einar Rom�ren.
Lars Byst�l took his first victory in the worldcup when he won in
Innsbridge. And he was joined on the podium by Bj�rn Einar Rom�ren.
Hurrah!
�2. Hello Dolly!
It
is the very delicious Dolly from Underware. We think this could
very easily be this year's essay font. (And not just this year's, at
that.)
[Thanks to Maus for the tip-off]
�3. Further proof
That Dutch is entirely unlike
Cherman, especially in sentence structure:
Prinses M�xima heeft haar rechtszaak tegen Priv�, dat had gemeld dat
ze een kindermeisje had geslagen, gewonnen.
Prinsess M�xima has her lawsuit against [the trashbladet] Priv�, which
had claimed that she a kindermeisje had struck, won.
(A kindermeisje is a childgirl or nanny. Probably.)
[Thanks to our zweetie for this one]
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2006-01-04 13:25
You don't have to be, Varied Reader. It is RTL.de
to the rescue with a jolly nice live scoreboard.
(They think it's called Skispringen, but they after all only Cherman.)
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2006-01-04 12:19
Long-suffering readers will recall that we used Palatino for our
University of Openness essays last year and
were looking to upgrade this time out. But we have a problem: we
don't think our excellence, extensive though it certainly is, really
merits the use of Sabons and Caslons and such fancinesses, and we'd
rather use something a bit less presumptious.
In which spirit, we very much fancy Le
Monde Courrier:
Le Monde Courrier attempts to re-establish a style halfway between
writing and printing. It returns the informal character of
"typewritten" fonts to letters and suit well all bad conditions
printings, such faxes and low printer resolutions.
Any thoughts or (especially) suggestions along similar lines vair vair
welcome, for sure.
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2006-01-03 16:01
It is "Oh so" �sa Linderborg, leftiste extraordinaire, on a book
on Zwedish sociolinguistiques:
Men, som f�rfattarna p�pekar, �r det inte s�kert att den som talar
"fint" vinner st�rst respekt. Deras utm�rkta exempel �r systrarna
Bernadotte. Victoria talar en okonstlad stockholmska som v�cker
folkets k�rlek. Madeleines spr�k, d�remot, har alla idiomatiska
k�nnetecken f�r den exkluderande �verklassvenskan.
But, as the authors point out, it isn't certain that those who talk
"posh" earn the greatest respect. Their exemplary example is the
Bernadotte [prinsesses]. Victoria speaks an artless Stockholmese
which awakens the people's love. Madeleines speech, however, has all
the idiomatic symptoms of the exclusive upper class.
"'Posh' Prinsess Lacks Common Touch, Leftiste Claims (cont. p.3)",
isn't it?
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2006-01-03 12:22
Would you believe there are Yoorpean lands so backwards they do not
even know that "soldiers" are toasts cut into strips for your many
boiled-egg in-dippnings? Well there are.
Incidentally, when boiling eggs count three (3) minutes from a rolling
boil in a small pan heated from cold. Substituting a large pan and
they get overdone, or the first bubbles and they are vair runny. That
is all.
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2006-01-03 10:15
In our somewhat troubled sleep it came to pass that a mighty beepning
was unleashed and we looked around a room rather fuller than usual of
mobile phones to find out which one was perpetrating it. Eventually,
we discovered (in our dream) that it had been an alarm clock, but we
also discovered (ibid) that the many clocks shared no consensus as to
the time.
We discovered, of course, somewhat later in the waking world, that we
had thus slept through our alarm.
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