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– To successful Applicant: We offer you a position on the 12th floor, or on the ground floor: which will it be?!



– Looking at Interviewer: I think I opt for the below job!





My son has designed an app for dogs with a Google map flagging parks and hydrants in town.


Horses please abstain!



Some Brit wrote that arriving at José Marti airport in Havana, forced to share a sixty year old taxi to one’s hotel, what’s immediately obvious is the odour of pussy and petrol.


This is a very genteel way of putting it, but not my impression.


It’s more like cunt, rum and coconuts!


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Clazy Plicks!

Last year around this time, I posted this:


Tell me it isn’t true: A Chinese friend of mine here in southern Spain wants to open a restaurant he threatens to call, The Wok of Gibraltar


Now his cheeky nextdoor neighbour Richard is menacing to open a steak house, called Angus Dei…


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Kirchner (I)

Last week President Cristina Kirchner made it known in all seriousness that she is nationalising a key local branch of the Spanish REPSOL oil company, YPF, as Argentina’s pay back to Spain for the conquistadores having stolen all its gold and silver, centuries ago.


The problem with this incongruous, somewhat infantine excuse is that Mrs Fernandez de Kirchner descends from the very, subsequent settlers not also merely stealing gold and silver from local tribes, but massacring them, taking the whole bloody country as it were, by way of massive genocide.


 So to be morally consistent and to show theft is not in her blood, she should now also start Argentinian devolution to the few remaining native Toba and Mapuche Indians, today subsisting under cruel conditions.


Whereupon the Mohawks can re-take Manhattan, all Anglo-Saxons get thrown out of England and Astérix re-grabs his chunk of Roman Empire.


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Pump Cast!

Ever the shit disturber and one formula by which its rulers prolong their hold on power, Iran should at least think of the following:

US gas prices depend on lots of things, like volume of supply, OPEC Kartel agreements, Taxation, the level of the Dollar as crude oil is quoted in this currency, Middle East political uncertainty and the activities of speculators thriving on crisis real or fabricated.

American Presidents can individually do very little to quickly influence the price of gas, but stupidly are always held responsible for its level per gallon at the pump by the general electorate, no matter what.

Iran cannot look forward to a Republican US President doubly beholden to Israel, faring slightly better by its own nefarious standards, it would agree, with a Democratic one.

In a US election year one would think Iran would at least keep quiet, removing the threat of a Straits of Hornuz blockade as one of the factors driving up the price of crude, so that Obama would get at better crack at re-election resulting in less flak from the US and the West in general, than under a conservative Republican.

But it doesn’t look like as if it has looked this far given the trumped up hatred it dishes up every day, including lying straight faced about its nuclear ambitions to make it an untouchable shit disturber and domestic oppressor, faked crazy North Korean style.

Unless this summer Iran will do everything it can to lower the price of oil flowing to the West, for a little while, till November 4th, 2012, say…


Let’s assume for a moment that the so called ‘rich’ have a little bit more talent and are harder working than others, and so are better off. Because, like it or not, these folks are the creators, the risk-takers, their enviable position part of the pay-off. To blame them for all our woes, taking it all away, however is self-defeating and even wholly against human nature, with which even a half-smart worker, dreaming him or herself of doing better one day, can only agree.

Yet this is what simplistic union rhetoric insinuates: let the ‘rich’ pay, and leave us alone, NOT US, NOT US!, when in times of crisis there’s a difficult role to play for all. Certainly, things are not perfect and the chain bursting-of-the-bubble combined with governments spending like crazy on the basis of ‘projection’ rather than of last year’s income, have put a halt to much economic production, companies downsizing, factories closing, exports sagging etc.

Again, when this happens, the causes multiple, the solutions have to be equally multiple, everyone pitching in. And if one solution, particularly under Europe’s welfare systems, is to liberate markets from forbidding employment guarantees so that, ironically, more people will get hired by employers less afraid of getting stuck with unsustainable payments and guarantees to what even may be unproductive workers, than this should be urgently contemplated. For the more people work, more demand and revenues grow and in general to have better less work and pay, than for far too many people to have no work and no pay at all!

It is obscene therefore for trade unions and in particular unions of public workers, who shouldn’t even have the right to strike, to call for massive disruption or even a General Strike paralysing a country even more, protesting temporary loss or at least reduction of certain privileges.

However, in order to strike one must have a job, and these loud sindicalistas do have a job, when there are millions of workers who have absolutely nothing, their benefits long run out, about whom they simply don’t seem to give a damn.

And here I thought a working man’s solidarity meant something.

My wife putting it differently, ‘This is no more than stupid selfishness’, she says!

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My son is a marketing wizard. He’s thought out a campaign for a store around the corner from us, that has fallen on hard times. Its owner is paying him big money for composing ads, printing flyers, doing radio spots, and creating a new website around an additional mail-order vehicle.


Their mark-up is modest, but the owners hope to make up in volume. They think they want to go national, but are trying it out locally for the New Year sales first. Franchises will become available.


There’s nothing like first testing a concept and you’ll agree little can go wrong here. The lead-in slogan is



You can place your advance order through me, there’s a cut off moment!


Altruistic? My Arse!

Wealth is a 2 way street. If people don’t have the wherewithal to buy your products, you may have all the money in the world but sooner or later you’re going to go broke, too. Add to this that you’re a hated authoritarian and that you have to worry about your own workers revolting and it begins to make sense to help your biggest and best clients out of their hole.

Don’t think the Chinese are generous by nature, they’re not. They’re hard-nosed exploiters who don’t give a damn about anyone. But they’re also smart enough to think beyond the next buck, hence their interest in ‘buying’ bad US and EU debt, so they can go on producing, selling, foraging.

That’s why I wouldn’t worry too much about the Dollar and the Euro: the biggest emerging mass economies, having no domestic markets but quickly getting the taste of the good life, dying to keep them afloat.

Scalding Waters

The economy is a hot bath with millions of tiny bubbles rising and happily coming to fruition, time and again turning round, only to come back up for more.

But some large bubbles with lots of soapy strength and absolutely no comprehensive overview, forgetting the hot bath is precious, safe, refreshing and self-fulfilling, somehow manage to jump out of that tank, ingeniously creating leaks at the bottom so large that the rest of the water remains tepid and still, putting smaller ones at peril, who cares!

Large bubbles thinking they have it made, that they can float forever on the leakage, free, drift wherever they want to go, independent, unaccountable. Comfortable, blind bubbles, feeling larger than life, not subjected to the laws of physics, overlooking that going everywhere is going nowhere, but with floors underneath soon starting to rot, entire buildings giving ‘way.

Large bubbles forgetting that ways must lead some place specific and space have its limits, or turn round and exhaust particularly those no longer having a place of return.

For, yes, large bubbles can jump out of that bath, but never back in!

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