#* con lourdes .

[lairreparablefugadeltiempo]

Mujer con violetas (José Luis Garci, 1992)

[highwinds2c]

Few photos from German comic con today. Had a great day and even got to chat with Lourdes Faberes a bit.

[dioneq]

videollamadas : 12/22 • 01/23 / seattle: 11:12:16 PM • madrid: 08:12:16 AM

you know I'm just a flight away, if you want it, you can take a private plane .

[corrupcionenpr]

Populares con Juan Dalmau

[embracing-the-ineffable]

I love that Ella Wolfnoth answered an ad for a "graphic designer needed for magical adventure" 🤩 Also, it's interesting that there were 9 copies of Agnes' book of prophecy.

Ineffable Con 2021 Fun Facts

Fun facts from the Ineffable Con 3 (2021) guest panels :):

The Good Omens Musical

Lourdes Faberes

Ella Wolfnoth

Peter Anderson

The Nuns

1. Good Omens The Musical

(Vicki Larnach: the composer and lyricist, Jim Hare: writing team, Jay James-Moody: writing team)

How it came to be: Vicki read the book, imagined figures dancing on stage with brilliant music and thought, ‘Ah, I’m gonna ask Terry Pratchet and Neil Gaiman if I can turn it into a musical.’ and sent an email to the publishers. The next day she got an email saying, ‘We don’t want a musical but Terry’s coming to Australia, so come and say hello and tell us what you got.’ Rob came down to meet Vicki and Jim and took them to meet Terry. They spent an hour and a half with them where Terry asked ‘piercing questions’, had tea with them and they showed Terry a song that Vicki wrote (about the Chattering Nuns). Terry said to Rob, ‘Rob, write and email to Neil, “Dear Neil, this is Terry. I’m sitting in front of two hippies from Sydney and they want to make a musical out of Good Omens and I’m tempted to let them do it.”’ which was the best email they ever heard and then Terry said, ‘Okay, you have me curious.’ - it was because of the Nuns song which sounded like the book. ‘I’m gonna give you six months, come back with a first draft libretto and five songs.’ They then sent it to Terry who sent it to Neil. Terry said, ‘I really like it, you’re moving story, you’re doing all the right things, but where’s showstopper, where’s the toe-tapper, you know I need people to go to intermission just snapping their fingers with the song they just can’t get out of their head, and I haven’t heard that.’ - and they realized that they were so busy serving the story they forgot to do the wow-factor, but found it very encouraging from Terry that he wanted to make it better. They went through the whole book again to find a centrepiece - and they found it  when Warlock is growing up and Aziraphale and Crowley are with him, and spent months working just on that one thing and called ‘All Living Things’ which is a line from the book.*’ Terry gave that song to a person he knew and asked him to play it to his wife with no context and when the next day the person said that his wife woke up still singing the song Terry said to Vicki and Jim: ‘Well, that’s what I asked you to do.’ [according to their page they got the permission to being adapting it as a musical in 2013] * [“This here’s Brother Slug,” the gardener would tell him, “and this tiny little critter is Sister Potato Weevil. Remember, Warlock, as you walk your way through the highways and byways of life’s rich and fulsome path, to have love and reverence for all living things.” “Nanny says that wivving fings is fit onwy to be gwound under my heels, Mr. Fwancis,” said little Warlock, stroking Brother Slug, and then wiping his hand conscientiously on his Kermit the Frog overall.]

Vicki and Jim [who are married] worked on it for three or four years ‘fumbling about’, took it as far as they could and decided to bring another person into it - Jay. [according to their page in 2015]

In 2019, ten days before the show came out they did their last presentation, since then they’ve been to London and shown a videotape of that workshop to Neil and Rob which was ‘a pretty heartstopping experience’ but both Neil and Rob were ‘so lovely and very generous with their time’ and they were showing it to them and in the intermission Neil said ‘I wish Terry could have seen this.’

The ending of the musical is a bit different, they were worried about it but Neil said, ‘I totally understand, the ending of the TV series is different, because I had something that was book-shaped and I needed to make it TV-shaped. And you had something that was book-shaped and you needed to make it stage-shaped.’

It opens with the burning of Agnes Nutter and Aziraphale and Crowley are introduced there. 

Act One ends with them ‘essentially breaking up’ because of a huge argument and they dissolve their friendship, Act Two starts with the first time they meet.

What is the future for the musical: they need to work on some things and then they hope to do another run, initially in Australia.

There will be a CD of the soundtrack available when the show is produced in it’s full version.

The best way to follow for updates is on their instagram, they also have a webpage where you can see the sizzle reel. 

[They showed some footage from the workshop presentation in 2019, it looks wonderful :) (the All Living Thing song is truly great :)).]

2. Lourdes Faberes 

(Pollution in the show)

How did she get involved with the project: she worked with Douglas Mackinnon on a TV show called Knightfall, they got on really well and became friends and when she heard they were doing Good Omens and Douglas was in it she thought it would be quite fun to be in too. Douglas messaged her saying he wants her to go up for it, that she would be great and sent her stuff after which she was like, ‘You mean you want me to go up to play a blond young blue-eyed man? Alright. - Because in the book it’s still ‘He’. But then in the show we made Pollution non-binary.’ And she got the role, being probably the first of the horsepeople to get cast.

Was she already a fan of the book before the project: She was a fan of Neil’s work but didn’t read Good Omens before, and she’s happy that she got to meet him and became friends with him, ‘Apart from anything he is truly one of the kindest people you’ll ever meet.’ 

What did she like the most about the costume: apart from the custom made leathers she loved the hair and eyes. She kept the contact lenses, which were also custom made. They had a dedicated optician and had to take the contact lenses out every three hours as a safety precaution, but she loved them so much that every time they asked for example if she wanted to take them out for lunch she declined. They are uncomfortable but one can get used to them. The black contact lenses [those at the airfield] cover whole eyes and are so thick that there had to be a precautionary clear lense on the eye under them. She could see through them - though not so much in a bunker.

They were not prepared for the hurricane of love for the show and for the characters, and it’s amazing how it grew from just love of the show to a fandom that brings people together.

If she enjoyed playing a nonbinary character and was it different in any way to playing a character of another gender identity: she was not thinking of gender when playing, she was playing a concept [of Pollution] in a human form, believing that the spirit of nonbinary is not adherering to any boundaries, concentrating on the character and what the character loves, finding beauty in a mess.

Which character other than Pollution she feels most in tune with: she likes their ‘motorcycle family’, most Famine and War. Also physically Death was played by two guys - Jim in England, and another guy for a few days in South Africa (and voiced by Brian Cox).

When asked about S2 she did her best not to answer, saying she doesn’t know because of scheduling and mentioning some stuff she was recently working on, but saying that there are things that she’d love to be in and smiling :) [so hopefully Pollution in S2 :)*].

* now we know that Lourdes won’t be in GO S2 but was in Sandman and will be in Anansi Boys

3. Ella Wolfnoth

(the lead graphic artist in Good Omens S1 who created the prophecy book, the magician Aziraphale poster, magazines, Tadfield map and more)

How did she get involved with the series: she saw the job advertised and ‘It was quite vague, it was sort of like “graphic designer needed for magical adventure”, no names were mentioned.’ She met with them, got along well with everyone and got the job. She was familiar with Neil’s work but not Terry’s.

She doesn’t work on Season 2 because she was on something else when that started up and also far for her to travel.

Which one of the things she did for the show is her favourite: the prophecy book, ‘It’s a graphic designer’s dream, you know, you get to design the inside, all the prophecies, all the illustrations, what are we going to make it from, how are we gonna make it look old, the paper had to be right, it was such a dream to work on.’ The prophecy book is full of prophecies and illustrations. The prophecies they took from the Good Omens books, Neil wrote some and some they sort of made up from Nostradamus. They got nine books made, three were made to be new as if Agnes just had them printed, three were meant to be aged as if Anathema had it, as if they had been handed down - they had been waxed and the edges sandpapered to give them and old feel, and three as if burned - they did it with a blowtorch. They burned one and showed it to Neil who said, ‘No, you need to go and burn it more.’

If there’s going to be a book of all art she did for the show: not possible because she doesn’t have the rights for it since it was made for the show, but she will think about the possibilities. 

What is her favourite detail in the prophecy book that we didn’t either get to see or is too small to catch: a lot of the pages didn’t get seen.

How many prophecies are there: something between 40 and 80. To make the book thick as it is they repeated the content several times and all the pages are printed in case a character flicks through it.

In the bookshop there are tags on Aziraphale’s desk saying ‘Wolfnoth Press’.

She tried to get a lot of easter eggs in, such as uncle Terry’s hat in Lost and Found in the newspapers. 

Was the New Aquarian Digest magazine based on any publication in particular: no, previously she did a lot of work for Cambridge University and they did a lot of scientific journals and she wanted it to be slightly nerdy, slightly scientific journal-y, something you might pick up and be enticed on the inside and what was in there. She was trying to get in quite a few of Neil’s books on the covers, there was a rat she managed to get in there from Neverwhere.

Her favourite moment from the set: telling Neil how years ago she had stopped reading and then reading Neverwhere made her fall in love with reading again.

When they were burning the bookshop the whole art department went to see it, and before they got to keep some of the books.

Check some of her wonderful Good Omens art here. 

4. Peter Anderson

(Peter Anderson Studio created the opening title animation and in-show graphics)

How he got involved with the project: He got a call from Douglas Mackinnon who he had previously worked with on Doctor Who and Sherlock and Douglas said he wanted him to come in for a meeting with him and Neil which made him panic a bit because he had read a lot of Neil’s books and was a very big fan. The meeting was great, ‘To this day they are two of the most inspirational people I’ve been lucky enough to meet and work with.’ 

There was a wonderful organic collaborative process with Douglas and Neil about the title sequence where they initially talked about subverting tapestries and other things, then one day Douglas talked about a protest that he had seen while filming in South Africa which lead them thinking about a procession and what would that procession look like and why would that procession exist. So they slowly started building the procession with the characters, ending with Armageddon and some flying to Heaven and some falling to Hell. Also since there is good and bad in everyone and in a way Aziraphale and Crowley represent that, so characters in the sequence got the face of Aziraphale or Crowley.

The sequence is also about the relationship of the two lead characters and all the way through the sequence they do different things. Part of the fun is when watching it and discovering something new each time.

First they wanted to do the first in-show graphic sequence [where God presents Earth] theatrically and actors with props and costumes but were told to go more crazy about it.

One of the most difficult things he ever created was the sequence about the witchfinders which he didn’t get at first but then when listening to the script was quite simple once accepted the bonkers of it. One of his favourite moments when deciphering this very complicated and clever script was, ‘How do I show that Milkbottle is dead?’ and the moment when, ‘I know! If there’s no milk in the Milkbottle, that’s it.’ 

The sequence with dancing angels and demons was originally CGIed in 3D but it didn’t quite work and reducing it and flattening it worked.

It was important that each simple piece of graphic told the story, so for example when introducing the horsepeople the Pollution’s horse there is made out of oil, Famine’s was a skeleton horse, Death was looking up at the stars.

They had a wonderful relationship with Milk VFX who did a lot of the visual effects. 

Was the title sequence created before, during or after of the theme song: before.

Does he have a favourite moment in the title sequence: there’s a moment that makes him smile every time he watches - when everybody is going up on the sort of metaphorical escalator to Heaven everybody seems pretty content, but when they’re going down the escalator to Hell you’ll notice that there’s one little who’s going ‘I don’t want to go to Hell I’m going back up the escalator’.

Will there be a new title sequence for Season 2: most likely yes.

Which part of the making of the title sequence he had the most fun doing: filming wearing the actual costumes and he wore a lot of costumes f.e. the astronaut, and also putting it together - 2 dimensional animation, 3 dimensional animation and live action. 

‘We were incredibly lucky with this process [of making the title sequence] as well to have an incredible soundtrack, that soundtrack was something that just pulled everything together and became a kind of partner to the sequence.’

5. The Nuns

(Amy Engelhardt, Aviva Pressman, Rena Strober, Maureen Davis – four of the Nuns that were on the promo tour had a panel in which they stayed in their roles)

It seems that two of the the original nuns from the TV show might be returning in different roles for S2.

Check the fun facts from the last year’s Ineffable Con 2 :). (also a lot of great guests like Neil and Douglas and Disposable Demon and more, some of the Peter Anderson’s fun facts he talked about last year I didn’t repeat here)

[raevvon]

# 💐 —— @lolaenluna

torpeza lleva a chocarse con pila de ropa en tienda y tirar más de lo que quisiese al piso, cuando mira a ambos lados es rogando que empleada no se acerque a regañarlo porque nada detesta más que otres intentando ponerle límites, y orbes se chocan con las de fémina casi en pedido de auxilio. ' dime que no trabajas aquí ... ' tendría bastante mala suerte.

[sweetlittleneptune]

"You speak French??"

The translations were made by me, as I'm a native French speaker! tho, if you have any issues/questions/see any mistakes, don't be afraid to point them out!

The fact that you never admitted to speaking French to the residents of the mansion was a simple lie of omission. You didn’t think it was that important at first, and then you also noticed how much of an advantage that was. This meant you could spy on some of residents without much trouble at all. Sadly, the charade couldn’t last forever.

NAPOLEON

He had a habit of rambling in French to himself. Random thoughts, most of them unimportant and simple little reminders to do something later. But every once in a while, he would mumble something that caught your attention, and you’d have to hold in your laughter. He had to stop though, once he realized you understood what he was saying and was absolutely humiliated.

It had been a rough day, and the man was frustrated. Between the bickering kids and the eccentric residents, he was practically boiling. That was reason enough to be mumbling insults and such.

“C’est juste des cons. Pas capable de se la fermer, tous inutiles.”

(They’re just idiots. Can’t shut up, useless.)

And it came out before you could even think about it. You just had to.

“Quand même, c'est un peu méchant M. Napoléon. Mais je l’admets… ils sont un peu lourds.”

(Well, that’s a bit rude Mr. Napoleon. But I’ve got to admit… they are a bit annoying)

The look on his face was absolutely priceless. Surprise, confusion, worry, all of it. Napoleon opened his mouth once, then closed it. he reopened it again and closed it once more. Third time’s the charm they say…

“Since when…?”

“Ah, that’s my little secret. Just don’t tell the other, will you?”

Suspicion crossed his face.

“Why?”

“You know, it’s a great advantage to have. Would be a shame to lose it.”

“You’re a devil Nunuche, but a smart one I’ll admit.”

And with a chuckle he left the room

COMTE DE SAINT-GERMAIN

You intended to tell him at first. When he started bringing you to all those dinners, galas, and parties for the aristocrats of the city. You wanted to speak with him and the other attendants. But as soon as they heard the accent in your “bonsoir”, they switched to English, and you rolled with it for some reason. Now it had been months, and you felt it would be weird to start speaking French now.

You were used to being ignored in conversations too. None of it was on purpose and you couldn’t take it personally when Comte was such a popular man to begin with! What you weren’t used to, though, was being disrespected right in your face as if you weren’t there.

The first comment had been something along the lines of “you finally found someone to give you a son!”

Your husband was quick to answer that he had chosen you because you were you. It had nothing to do with kids.

The second almost made you open your mouth. But it was no use. Comte made very sure to let him know he was crossing a limit and ended the conversation there.

“Some people lack manners, it seems. No use wasting more time on this unimportant discussion.”

You simply nodded and followed.

But then you wanted a little treat to eat, and the buffet was on the other side of the room. So, you left Comte for a moment to grab something. Sadly, the same man from earlier was there, chatting away with someone you didn’t know. As soon as he saw you, you knew something unpleasant would happen.

“Elle n’est rien de bien spécial, mais j’imagine qu’elle doit être particulièrement bonne au lit si le Comte de Saint-Germain a décidé qu’elle était bonne à marier. »

(she’s nothing special, but I guess she’s particularly good in bed if the Count of Saint-Germain has decided to make her his wife.)

You pondered for a moment if you should even grace him with an answer. It wouldn’t do any good, you knew that. But if the man had the galls to say it, he surely could listen to your answer, no?

“Monsieur, j’apprécierais sincèrement que vous vous absteniez de m’insulter en ma présence. Et puis, ce sont de riches paroles, venant de l’homme dont la femme est reconnue pour avoir plusieurs amants. Au moins, l’un de nous sait satisfaire son partenaire… "

(Sir, I would appreciate if you could hold back from insulting me in my presence. And this is rich, coming from the man whose wife is known to have several lovers. At least, one of us can satisfy their spouse…)

Red rose to the man’s face.

“Eh bien, je crois que le message est clair! 

(Well, I think the message is clear!)

Comte’s voice made you jump in your place. You hadn’t heard him coming at all! You turned to look at him with shyness in your eyes, a bit worried he would scowl you for your action. But all he did was look at you with pride.

As you left though, he did ask where you learned to speak French.

“A while back, in my world.”

JEAN D'ARC

That night you were staying up late to clean up after one of Leonardo’s raids of the library. It was rotten work for sure, but someone had to do it and Sebastian was finishing up polishing of the silverware. So here you were, going through piles of books left on tables.

Time passed and after a while of not hearing any noise, you figured it wouldn’t hurt to sit down and read for a few minutes. There was a book that had caught your attention while cleaning up. It was a little book of French fables. Some of which you remembered reading back in school when you were young. Slowly, the stories caught your attention for good and the world around you faded.

That’s when Jean entered the room, in the hopes of finding some peace and some books to help him learn to write and read. Still hooked on your little island of nostalgia, you didn’t hear him at all. And him, not wanting to bother you, stayed in his little corner of the library.

An hour must have passed before your eyes left the pages of the book. But when you did, you were surprised to find you weren’t alone anymore. And you felt a bit cheap about being caught slacking on your job.

“I didn’t hear you come in, Jean. What are you doing here?”

“I’m trying to read this book. But it’s hard, I don’t understand much…”

The poor man was trying to read “Les Misérables”, of course he was having a hard time understanding what all those fancy words meant! You held your chuckle in and handed him your fable book.

“You might find this one easier to read. You picked a rather daunting book to try to learn.”

“Oh but… you know I speak French mademoiselle. Your book-” You smiled.

“Take a look at the cover. What does it say?”

It took him a minute to decipher the sounds and the words, but he managed to read the title out:

“Les fables de La Fontaine.” Jean paused. “It’s in French…”

“Yes, it is.”

“You can read French?” there was curiosity in his eyes.

“Oui, mais pas que. Je le parle aussi.”

(Yes, but that’s not all. I can speak it too.)

“Je ne savais pas. Vous ne l’avez jamais dit.”

(I didn’t know. You never told us)

“It’s my little secret,” you answered with a smirk. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I should finish cleaning Leo’s mess.”

“Merci.”

“Bienvenue!”

[andrewckeeper]

LIDMF AI "Lourder King, es una franquicia ubicada en Lourdes, Francia, donde desde los años 70, viene proliferando su negocio en la venta de hamburguesas con propiedades curativas. Las hermanas y padres dedicados a la elaboración y venta de estos "manás" divinos, nunca han confirmado de qué ingredientes constan dichas hamburguesas.

Los conspiranóicos aseguran que la carne utilizada en sus parrillas proviene de las granjas que han sufrido la muerte del ganado por circunstancias extrañas, como la mutilación de éstos, ocasionados por artefactos extraños de origen extraterrestre"

[gauloisevs]

apenas y volvió a encogerse de hombros, en un gesto casi imperceptible. a harriet la opinión de arlo —y la de la mayoría, en realidad— poco le importaba, en parte porque sabía lo que hacía. "suenas como mi mamá" respondió, aletargada como siempre, mas había cierto destello en su mirada que dejaba entrever que era se trataba de un chiste. "bien, tal vez lo soy... pero tú lo dices como si fuese algo malo" señaló. "permíteme dudar... veamos cuánto tardas en servirte otra cosa, o fumarte algo" solamente buscaba molestarlo, en realidad.

' la cerveza también emborracha y causa dolor de cabeza ' quizás no tan rápido como la bebida blanca, pero eventualmente lo hacía. de todas formas, dudaba que harriet se emborrachara. ese era él y su poco autocontrol con los gin tonic. ' ¿por qué? ¿piensas que te miento? de verdad estaba bien hasta ese último trago ' insistió porque no quería quedar como un imbécil, aunque lo fuese. ' sí, sí es inmaculada. no seas modesta ' chasqueó la lengua. ' yo tengo sentido común. por eso dejé de beber en cuanto empezó a dolerme la cabeza. ¿no ves? así cuido tu reputación, la mía y la de la banda. '

[claudehenrion]

Un autre regard : celui de la vérité brutale.

Avant d'entrer dans le vif de ce sujet, laissez-moi vous rassurer, Amis-lecteurs : je ne suis pas particulièrement royaliste, et c'est un point important, tenu compte de ce qui va suivre. On peut d'ailleurs dire que je ne suis pas républicain non plus, ni rien d'autre : du moment où il est admis que toute structure de rang plus élevé ne peut s'alimenter qu'en ponctionnant celles qui sont ''inférieures '', que ce soit un Roi, un Empereur ou un Macron (NB : sauf un Mélenchon, cas limite : lui, il vole tout !)... peu importe qui me détrousse, pour paraphraser l'âne de la fable d'Esope.

Il est cependant exact que je n'ai jamais supporté l'addiction inexplicable de nos ''élites'' (mais le sont-elles ?) pour la formule ridicule dont aucun de ces prébendiers n'accepterait de se départir : un ''Vive la République'' tonitruant, suivi d'un timide et adjacent ''et vive la France'' vite dit, mezzo (ou mezza) voce pour ne pas déranger les dormeurs durant leur sieste. Pour percer à jour le ridicule de cette formule (surtout dans un pays où rien de sérieux ne menace de près ou de loin la dite république), il suffit de mettre son équivalent dans les bouches de n'importe lequel des autres ''leaders'' à la manœuvre sur notre planète. Imagine-t-on, par exemple, LLMM Charles III d'Angleterre ou Felipe II d'Espagne n'ouvrir leur gueule royale que pour crier ''Vive la Royauté'' ? Voit-on Erdogan psittaciser sans fin ''Vive le Califat''... Xi-Jinping ''Vive mon régime indéfini et pour cause''... Viola Amherd (Présidente de la Confédération helvétique) expliquer sur les ondes les avantages de son système –qui, pourtant, a fait ses preuves, lui... ou, plus grotesque encore, Kim Il Song vociférer ''Vive mon régime, c'est-à-dire vive Moi'' ? Nos Nuls en mourraient de rire... mais leur ridicule à eux ne les tue pas, hélas...

Notre complexe de supériorité (plus con que plexe, si j'ose) trouve sa source principale dans la succession de ''les Lumières + la Révolution française'' qui, par manque de chance, a frappé notre pays plus violemment que beaucoup d'autres. Préparés par le faux brillant du cartésianisme, nos arrière-aïeux ont été tellement éblouis par leur propre intelligence d'avoir trouvé des mots à mettre sur des concepts foireux, qu'ils ont oublié que la seule définition connue d'une Civilisation passait par la fusion de modes de vie avec une religion dominante ou autour d'elle. Vous pouvez chercher : vous ne trouverez pas un seul exemple d'une véritable civilisation qui ne soit la conséquence directe d'une métaphysique pré-existante. La France, seule depuis la naissance du temps humain, a prétendu libérer les peuples de chaînes plus ou moins avérées et a mis l'Europe à feu et à sang pour lui offrir un cadeau empoisonné, dont les dits peuples ont mis pas loin de 2 siècles et demi pour se rendre compte qu'ils n'en voulaient pas.

Car le mal était fait : un appareil administratif alimenté par tous les mécontents du temps, s'est mis en place, faisant parfois regretter certaines des causes qui avaient entraîné LA Cause. L'indéniable grandeur résultant de ce qui a été rebaptisé ''Ancien régime'' avec tout le mépris du monde, a mis ou va mettre 3 siècles à s'éteindre, remplacée peu à peu par... rien –ou par ce que contemplent chaque jour nos yeux désespérés, et qui revient à peu près au même : le néant sous toutes ses formes et dans tous les domaines.

Ceux qui ont cru qu'un système sorti de cerveaux vite devenus ''d'un autre temps'' pouvait avoir une chance d'offrir à l'humanité l'équivalent de ce qu'elle avait mis tant de siècles a grignoter vers un mieux progressif mais régulier, portent donc une lourde responsabilité dans l'effondrement en cours (et qui semble irréversible) de ce qui fut la construction de la Civilisation judéo-chrétienne, de loin la plus réussie qu'ait connue l'Humanité, jusque là en marche vers sa propre grandeur, et depuis peu (à l'échelle de l'Histoire) vers une sale décadence faite –et c'est le plus triste, sans doute- - avec l'assentiment des peuples-victimes, qui mettent joyeusement la main à la pâte pour accélérer la et leur chute finale, France en tête et macronisme oblige !

Il faut vraiment avoir la citoyenneté bien accrochée pour avaler toutes les contre-vérités, les mensonges, le charlataneries qui sont la toile de fond de nos jours depuis, disons, 1981, qui a vu des idées intenables d'abord, puis fatales une fois votées, s'imposer et devenir le nouveau ''petit livre rouge'' d'une anti-religion, finalement mortelle à l'Homme sous de belles idées. La catastrophe avait commencé avec la super connerie giscardo-chiraquienne du ''regroupement familial'', vite suivie par les montagnes de faux humanisme des deux mandats de Mitterrand (leur liste dépasserait les limites de ce blog. Citer les 35 heures ou la redéfinition par le vide du mot ''Justice'' suffira !). On est alors entré dans la création d'une véritable contre-religion reposant sur la folie lâchée en liberté, mais dont les buts étaient doubles : détruire tout ce qui marchait plutôt bien en racontant que c'était mauvais... et remplacer tous les socles millénaires par des catalogues de mesures absurdes ne pouvant servir qu'à accélérer la chute de l'ensemble... Leur hymne ''Internationale'' dirait : ''C'est la chute finale'' !

Ce n'est pas sans raison que la veuve du gendarme assassiné hier à 200 m de chez moi par un multi-récidiviste (qui n'était là que parce que ''le système'' se moque pas mal des gens normaux, braves, gentils honnêtes et travailleurs) a évoqué courageusement ''1981'' comme début des folies permissives, destructrices et mortelles à terme (nous y arrivons !) qui nous assassineront peu à peu : à toujours tout confondre, ils finissent par se fondre eux-mêmes. Nous aurons, hélas, de nombreuses occasions d'approfondir ces idées. Ce soir, le chagrin de cette veuve si forte, si digne, tétanise trop la France (je veux dire : la vraie. Pas ce truc informe que LFI ose affubler de ce beau nom) pour que je puisse continuer : trop, ça devient vraiment beaucoup trop... Affaire à suivre...

H-Cl.

[gauloisevs]

"en realidad tengo calor" corrigió, ya algo hastiada con el clima propio de ciudades como esa. harriet detestaba el verano, sobre todo cuando le tocaba vivirlo en una jungla de concreto en donde la única sombra disponible era la de los rascacielos. la vida citadina no era para ella, pero al menos el parque ofrecía un poco de alivio a sus tribulaciones. acomodó la bolsa de souvenirs que llevaba al hombro y soltó un suspiro cansino. "¿acaso tienes frío?" se atrevió a preguntar, en un tono más indiferente que inquisitivo.

‘ ¿tienes frío? ’ pregunta a su acompañante en tanto se inclina levemente en su dirección, sin invadir demasiado el espacio personal ajeno. ‘ puedo prestarte mi chaqueta, no es problema, estoy bien abrigado porque no me gusta mucho el frío. ’

📍 central park.

[fallimentiquotidiani]

Mi sono beccata della fascista solo perché ho detto di essermi aspettata la vittoria di Trump, visto che Biden ha governato coi piedi e la campagna elettorale della Harris era affidata a cose come il supporto di Taylor Swift. E, difetto comune della sinistra, far passare per scemi ignoranti chi non si schiera o appoggia la destra. Ma la gente comune sente più vicino e reale il programma di Trump ed i suoi discorsi, altrimenti non avrebbe stravinto.

Va beh ma lascia perdere chi ti dice sta cazzata.

Qualsiasi persona che ha dei contatti negli Stati Uniti o che non è totalmente scollegata dalla realtà sapeva già da mesi che avrebbe vinto Trump.

Gli statunitensi vogliono il carrello della spesa pieno prima dei diritti sociali.

I Democratici sono da anni lontani dal core americano che è fatto di contadini del Midwest che non vengono attratti da campagne elettorali non basate su pragmatismo.

Stessa cosa per la "sinistra" italiana, che è da anni lontanissima dai lavoratori, arroccata nei loro salotti, fanno discorsi paraculo e nascondono sotto il tappeto le prioritarie disastrose politiche lavorative di questo paese.

Per citare Un giornalista sul pezzo: "Quelli che lorsignori chiamano i populisti sono semplicemente popolari. Può piacere o no ma è così, bisogna prenderne atto e domandarsi perché prima di tifare bisognerebbe cercare di capire.

Sono vent'anni che le elite e i loro esperti insegnano alla gente come "votare bene", regolarmente la gente "vota male", allora cominciano prima a insultarla perché non ha "votato bene" dando loro dei: "fascisti/populisti/giustizialisti" ecc.

Ora io dico: Dopo vent'anni che non ne azzecchi mai una, ma fattela una domanda!

È il popolo che non capisce te o sei tu che non capisci il popolo?

E non sarà che il popolo ce l'ha proprio con te?

Fattela una domanda.

Perché se ti fai un selfie e viene una foto di merda, allora cambi l'inquadratura e sempre foto di merda, cambi la luce e foto di merda, cambi il cellulare e foto di merda, vai da un fotografo professionista e foto di merda, ti fai la fototessera per scegliere quella che è venuta meglio e sono venute tutte di merda.

Alla fine ti rassegni, se ti viene sempre una foto di merda è perché hai una faccia di merda.

E quindi quando lo sai o ti fai un tuffo nella piscina di Lourdes o vai dal chirurgo plastico.

Ma non dai la colpa allo smartphone o alla telecamera."

[nvminnd]

Je suis la seule à m'inquiéter pour Perceval dans la suite de Kaamelott ?

Pas dans le sens où j'ai peur qu'il meure dans les prochains films (honnêtement, je verrais pas l'intérêt sur le plan scenaristique) mais dans le sens où j'ai l'impression que son personnage prend les pires directions

De base, Perceval représente la pureté de l'enfance. Un personnage naïf et maléable, avec un fort potentiel, qui peut donc tout devenir. Et jusqu'au livre IV (en gros), Perceval se laisse parfois entraîner sur une mauvaise pente par Karadoc, mais il est surtout beaucoup influencé et motivé par Arthur. Il admire Arthur par dessus tout, et Arthur le tire vers le haut en l'éduquant, en validant ses passions et reflexions étranges, en le rassurant, etc.

À partir du livre V, Perceval suit Karadoc dans leur clan autonome. Il s'éloigne de l'influence bénéfique d'Arthur pour ne plus fréquenter que Karadoc. Et Karadoc, qui n'a jamais aucun recul sur lui-même, tire Perceval vers le bas. C'est Karadoc par exemple qui lui a appris sa botte-secrète, certes très marrante, mais complètement anti-pédagogique qui empêche Perceval d'enrichir son vocabulaire. C'est Karadoc qui "apprend" à Perceval qu'il vaut mieux paraître cultivé pour "pas passer pour un glandu" plutôt que d'accepter ses erreurs et évoluer.

Je comprends l'idée de vouloir faire prendre de l'indépendance à Perceval pour qu'il s'emancipe d'Arthur et qu'il devienne sa propre personne...mais là, sa propre personne commence sérieusement à ressembler à un comic relief chiant et bruyant. Et si en plus il suit les conseils de Karadoc, à couvrir son manque de culture à coup de bottes secrètes et de mots de vocabulaires pompeux dont il ignore le sens...disons qu'il se rapprochera plus de Loth que d'Arthur. Et j'avoue que je ne comprends pas du tout ce choix de développement de la part de AA ? J'ai l'impression qu'il privilegie le fan service pour les fans lourds (les fameux fans de Kaa mecs blancs trentenaires qui pullulent qur FB) qui s'arrêtent à "mdr Perceval et Karadoc ils sont cons" et qu'il met de côté toute la poésie qu'il y avait dans le personnage de Perceval.

Perceval devient juste un idiot comme les autres, et il perd de sa richesse et de son capital sympathie. Sachant qu'il n'y a pas vraiment eu de scène marquante entre Arthur et Perceval dans KV1, je crains que son personnage n'évolue plus du tout par la suite, ou pire qu'il évolue dans le mauvais sens...

(De manière générale de toute façon je trouve que le développement des personnages, à part quelques exceptions genre Arthur, Lancelot ou Bohort, c'est pas le fort de la série, sûrement parce que AA écrit un peu en mode cadavre exquis et que les personnages ont plus l'air de se coller au plot que l'inverse)

[jartita-me-teneis]

Conor Anthony McGregor10 nació el 14 de julio de 1988 en Crumlin (Dublín), hijo de Tony y Margaret McGregor.11 Se crio en Crumlin, donde asistió a un Gaelscoil y Gaelcholáiste a nivel de primaria y secundaria, lugar en el que además desarrolló su pasión por el deporte, especialmente por el fútbol. En su niñez jugó para el Lourdes Celtic Football Club.12 A los 12 años, comenzó a practicar boxeo en el Crumlin Boxing Club.1314

En 2006, Conor se mudó con su familia a Lucan (Dublín), donde cursó la educación secundaria en el Gaelcholáiste Colaiste Cois Life, etapa en la que también obtuvo conocimientos sobre fontanería.15 Ya en Lucan, Conor McGregor conoció al futuro peleador de UFC Tom Egan, y empezaron a entrenar artes marciales mixtas juntos.16

[elperegrinodedios]

Mi sono sempre schierato fin da ragazzino, non ho mai seguito la massa, nè mai ho frequentato il branco, ho sempre scelto e forse è proprio per tale motivo che ho sempre avuto molti nemici e tante antipatie. Ed ecco, sto per farmene altre.

#cilasciamoguidaredachicisfrutta#

La politica, mi ha sempre dato la nausea, senso di schifo, che se me ne fossi occupato, è sicuro che sarei stato un rivoltoso e ho sempre odiato la parola diplomazia (per me, sinonimo di piede in due staffe). Chissà quanti mi darebbero torto specialmente oggi guardando i politici attuali la maggior parte dei quali, come è ormai noto già da molto tempo, hanno come alleati o sponsor, molti di quei giornalisti che per uno scoop sono disposti a prostituirsi e si venderebbero moglie e figli. Io questi l'ho sempre chiamati "bertucce".

#laportalargaèpiùfacileecomoda#

Lo stesso per la religione che non ho mai amato e nei confronti del quale, io sono un protestante laico, difensore e sostenitore della sana verità e della parola di Dio un fuorilegge insomma come lo era Gesù. Durante i miei ventennali cammini, mi è capitato delle volte di sostare in tante città note come luoghi di fede e assai impregnate di religiosità prettamente cattoliche e disponendo di tempo ho voluto percorrere la via dolorosa, la via della passione di Cristo, cosidetta via Crucis. Mentre a Lourdes, le stazioni con le varie scene sono rapprentate da statue tutte dorate, quindi non certo di buon gusto, in netta contradizione con l'umiltà e la scelta di povertà del Signore, a Gerusalemme sono riuscito a seguire solo parte della Crucis che dalla Basilica della flagellazione arriva sino al Santo Sepolcro e, udite udite, tutti la seguono recitando il rosario... incredibile! Una interminabile sfilza di ave Maria, su quell'infame strada che Gesù ha percorso tra insulti, frustate e sputi, con il peso della croce e insultato anche da quelli che prima avevano ricevuto miracoli da lui, grondande di sangue per la flagellazione che aveva già subìto e la testa e la fronte perlate del suo sangue, per la ignobile corona di spine che i soldati romani le avevano conficcato nella carne e quindi dicevo, la gente, guidata da alcuni frati, percorre tutto il tragitto recitando la sonnolenta cantilena del rosario anzichè l'eventuale e unica preghiera che Gesù stesso ci ha lasciato ovvero: "Il Padre Nostro". Ho resistito, ma è stata dura.

SELA...

Sela... Rifletti... Discerni...

Io sono figlio di Dio e solo Lui è mio Padre. Gesù è mio fratello maggiore lo seguo costantemente nei suoi insegnamenti. Abiterò una meravigliosa casa, mio Padre mi sta già preparando il posto e io sono grato a entrambi per il grande privilegio. Dunque non mi occorre nessun'altra scuola e nè egida da frequentare, io sono già all'Università e non necessito di altro, seguo già il corso dei due più grandi Insegnanti, che si possano mai avere su questa terra ed in questa vita, per mezzo del terzo che è lo Spirito Santo, il mio educatore, la mia grande Guida che mi consiglia, mi corregge e mi edifica ma soprattutto mi da discernimento per distinguere sempre il bene dal male e non a caso si chiama il Consolatore. Mi convertii solo quel giorno, in cui mi venne assicurato prima, e constatato dopo che potevo avere una relazione diretta con Gesù senza intermediari e credere in Lui mi avrebbe assicurato il perdono dei peccati e la salvezza. Peccati passati, i presenti e anche quelli futuri. Futuri?! Si e lo capii solo nel tempo come potesse accadere, rendendomi conto del mio cambiamento: io sono sempre lo stesso ma se prima qualche peccato lo pianificavo, ora no, seppure sia sempre lo stesso peccatore, adesso semplicemente cado, cedo alla tentazione si ma non pianifico più e non c'è più programmazione. Concludendo e ribadendo una volta ancora, che non sono cattolico e nè appartenente ad alcuna altra denominazione o egida, non frequento nè chiese fatte da mani d'uomo ma solo quelle che si riuniscono in spirito, noi dunque, come pietre viventi che come dice la Parola di Dio, poggiano su Cristo chè è la pietra angolare. Io e Dio uno e Trino, Padre, Figlio e Spirito Santo. E quando ho bisogno di alimentarmi, apro le Sacre Scritture, magari insieme agli altri fratelli e sorelle o faccio il numero 33.3 dove Geremia dice di rivolgersi in caso di necessità: "Invocami e io ti risponderò, e ti annunzierò cose grandi e impenetrabili che tu non conosci". Amèn e Amèn!!! Ecco, relazione e non religione. Salvezza e amore, non precetti.

lan ✍️

[falcemartello]

Glass Half Empty.

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Comunque questa sera niente Champagne, troppo radical-chic.

Niente Franciacorta bianco millesimato, troppo costoso.

Questa sera cocktail con spritzzino Aperol e acqua di Lourdes andrà più che bene.

Economico, digeribile e con quel retrogusto spirituale che non guasta.

Sperem...