Posted on 10/01/2017 7:43:01 PM PDT by Texas Fossil
Catalan leader Carles Puigdemont says the Spanish region has won the right to statehood following a contentious referendum that was marred by violence.
He said the door had been opened to a unilateral declaration of independence.
Catalan officials later said 90% of those who voted backed independence in Sunday's vote. The turnout was 42.3%.
Spain's constitutional court had declared the poll illegal and hundreds of people were injured as police used force to try to block voting.
Officers seized ballot papers and boxes at polling stations.
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Arrogant corrupt leadership in the EU is behind this one.
Another
SPANISH CIVIL WAR? Another Guernica is in the works by the EU, as well?
I doubt it. But it will be interesting to see this play out.
Now that Ernest Hemingway has past who will write the story of this civil war -—— another “For Whom the Bell Tolls”?
Its ironic how quickly the Spanish government and elites brought out military/police to try and prevent this. It shows how quickly they act when they believe their interests are threatened.
Meanwhile, millions of immigrants continue to invade Europe, and now one can find any will to mobilize police or the military for that....
I always thought Hemingway’s writing style was choppy and felt like he was copying letters off of alphabet blocks. So my nomination for his replacement is Pee Wee Herman.
I’m not sure this is the case. I don’t believe Catalonia has any intention of leaving EU. It may be more like Scotland, breaking with the England but remaining within EU. I could be wrong of course...
A couple of years ago, I picked up a follower in Catalonia on my Twitter account. Had some conversations with him, but never about anything except the move toward independence of Spain. They have long had that goal.
They have befriended the Kurds too. That connection is not new, it has been in place a while. Spain also has the Basque region that also wants independence.
I said NOTHING about his writing style! Whether or not you like or dislike his style has NOTHING to do with what I wrote. You are in a very very small minority with your opinion.
Were you sitting next to Pee Herman at a “Adult Film Movie Theater” when he was busted for masturbating in public?
Good lord. Take a chill pill.
You could be right, but I don’t think they will sign on to the huge ME immigrant thing.
I’ve heard it said that the pro-independence Catalan parties signed on to the ME immigrant thing in the hopes that the Arabs support them.
Big Too-Hardened Liver
by Ken Conklin Bash
Winning Entry, 1992 International Imitation Hemingway Competition
Judges:
Ray Bradbury Barnaby Conrad Digby Diehl Jack Hemingway Bernice Kert George Plimpton Jack Smith Joseph Wambaugh
We were drinking at the bar in Harry’s when it exploded.
It was early morning and the sun was bright and painful and rising on the tall glass towers when the rocket exploded to announce the release of the bulls and so we all rushed out to see the big and brave and mature and viciously horny bulls toss the television executives as they came up the escalators.
Harry brought out light appetizers and the good champagne. I had the prosciutto, which lay very fine and lean on the plate and the melon was sweet and ripe and the flesh reminded you of a woman you had known. Perhaps you had not really known her and if she went tart on you then all you noticed was the ripeness and so you thump-thumped her and then perhaps you forgot about that business with the prosciutto.
“What the hell,” I muttered, as a Director of Development, Drama, sailed overhead.
They all came just like that.
A rogue six-year-old charged our table, endangering the Veuve Clicquot. I grabbed the bucket with my good hand and sighting along the other arm I thrust my thumb and forefinger into the animal’s wet, flaring nostrils, thereby controlling and fixing him in place.
“That is very rare, hombre.”
It was the hostess. The one they called Kay Buena.
“Clearly, daughter. But one finds the Steak Tartare less mature.”
Our waiter, who called himself Hugh Giatippe, lured the bull away with a tablecloth. Retreating fluidly through a series of chingaderas linked with a sweeping triple cambio de valvolina he led the beast into the elevator and sent him to Parking “B.”
Watching Hugh with the bull I could feel the old aflicción returning.
“You are afliccionado as I am,” Don Prostatero had told me, touching my Pendleton. Always with the touching.
“Yes, truly. And tomorrow the men in the Armani will run from the bulls, only to be tossed as so much Insalata Cesare.”
“Yea, verily.”
Here was much touching.
“And those who sit themselves on the boards and vend the insurance will be tossed.”
“It is almost too swell to talk about.”
“And the attorneys—“
At this he clutched my pocket flap and he was staring at something far away and he seemed very old and defeated but the eyes were those of the phrenologist he once was.
“No!” he whispered. “They are too clever.”
* * *
“Sic transit justitia mundi,” old boy, I thought now, and looking across the table I saw her. I looked across the table and there she was. The one they call Buffy. She looked very ripe and she was very tight and very supine.
“Do say, old frog, have you seen my virginity?”
“One finds everything at Harry’s. And I’m a damned steer.”
“Well I’ve decided not to be a heifer anymore and I must say I feel rather corking good about it, so buy a girl a drink. Bung-o!” she said, her nostrils flaring and wet, nostrils that could break your, or anyone else’s heart.
What the hell, I thought. This time I used the good hand. She didn’t stop me.
“Dyat dyub dap dib,” she said.
“Truly,” I said, and I kissed her hard and long and true on her mouth and her neck and all the swell places and we felt the terrazzo tremble beneath our table.
“Darling!” she said. “A six-point-three! Oh, do let’s eat now, darling. Do let’s eat the radicchio.”
“Of course, devil,” I said. “It’s sort of what one has.”
* * *
If you are lucky enough to have eaten at Harry’s you know that Harry’s is always worth it, no matter with what difficulty, or ease, it can be reached, and the memory of each person who has eaten there differs from that of any other. But this is how it was at Harry’s in the early days, when we were very ripe, and very tight, and very sappy.
–The End–
Madrid lost all legitimacy on Oct 1
the King should chuck the current gov’t and call for new elections
he did it 2 years ago
There is also a Catalonian region in France, would they choose to join an Independent Catalonia?
`Buffy’ must be Brett from The Sun Also Rises. She was always calling everyone `Chappie’ and was an annoying pita.
That, surprises me.
Thanks.
Must admit, I don’t understand Spain’s government structure.
I admit I do not know a lot about the current Catalan situation and their political persuasions.
But back in the 1980s I knew one of them, who was pushing the Catalan position gung-ho and this guy was an out and out commie.
Then the guy starts sharing some propaganda and it was mixing anti-US stuff with Catalan revolution and everything he showed me was a bunch of communists behind this.
Maybe things have changed since then. But my gut is, there are probably a bunch of communist lefties behind this Catalan independence gig and if they get their way they will still support the EU but also start their own nuclear missile program and point the nukes at UK etc...
I could be wrong.
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