Hairpiece, sideburns and Hot 'n' Cold

The Baseballs is a German band of Rock roll that they have jumped to the reputation for his brilliant versions type years 50 of successes of the moment like “Umbrella“ of Rhianna, “Hot ‘n Cold” of Kate Perry or “Don't shah” of Pussycat Dolls.
Although they end up by turning into something repetitive, they are glad to do "covers" that is tremendous.
Here I leave a video to you with his “Hot'n cold”. Do not say to me in the comments that they are not buenérrimos:

Shooo-wap, shooo-wap... yooou chaaaange your miiiind like to giiiirl changes cloooothes...

Dawson Grows: too pedantic

I do not know if you remember that used announcement of a Renault Clio in which a chief was scolding his young man and rebel. The boss was saying to him that it was coming late to the work, which was answering to the manager, who was dressing inappropriately, that was touching the saxophone in the nights... and in the end the chief was cracking such something like that that "and it is that, as Kant says, there are certain things that, to know them well, he is not enough to have learned".
The young man and rebel employee was recognizing the charges that were imputing to him simultaneously that was indicating the very prepared thing that was for the work and, before going away of the office of the chief, he was correcting him indicating to him that the appointment did not belong to Kant, but to Séneca. The announcement was finishing with a sign that it was putting "JASP: Young people Aunque Sobradamente Preparados".
Yes, yes, it us escapes from nobody that the young man and rebel employee will be doing today a short course of the unemployment and will continue with the same Clio. But it is not of that thing about what he wanted to speak, but of that, up to where I manage to remember, that one was the first product of that I have steadfastness destined to gafapastas, culturetas and assimilated (and it is that only it was necessary to the chief to accuse him of going every Thursday to the film library to see Kurdish movies in subtitled original version).
Another big product of massive consumption that memory of these times focused towards a public that today we would recognize as gafapasta or cultureta is the series Dawson Grows. In fact all that today we are somehow gafapastas or culturetas we share having been followers of Dawson It grows, at least of his first two or three periods.
Let's say it, the people, it is necessary to say it: the personages of Dawson It Grows they were muuuuuy pedantic. Today one looks at them and thinks things as "but what damage it has done to these Capeside uncles to read to Marcel Proust with thirteen years" or "what bad digestion they have done of the movie of the camel that cries".
Tender and sweet Joey was ending up by turning out to be brutally slow, was getting angry with Dawson for a few ununderstandable metaphysical rolls and they were giving a few tremendous desire of extinguishing the television when he was getting indignant about trifles. Pacey could not be any more genio-atormentado-maldito-bohemio-rebelde-inconformista-pasota...ílo had everything to be hated! Normal that he and Joey will finish together.
The series they keep on restoring in the autonomic television. Seeing it a moment while it had breakfast another day I realized that, undoubtedly, the most normal of all was Jen, who after all had love as mundane as the sex and the drugs. And they go and it is loaded in the last episode! Why so much do I hate, misters producers of Dawson It Grows? Why so much do I hate?!
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The best of the week, for Punts of Sight

Àngels brings to us from Punts of Sight his selection of the more emphasized of the red blogosfera of between published last week. You are already being late in going to his blog to see on what he comments to us on the written for Antonio, Antoni, Toni, There was tolling, Rafa, Fight, Álvaro, Kings, Inés, Marina and Víctor.

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The permanent lynching in the Basque Country

An alarm generalized by the lynching seems to exist mediático to the one that surrendered to a father the one that was accused of violating and killing his daughter, it having been demonstrated at last that it was false: his daughter might have died for a medical mistake and it was not presenting any violation sign. Some companies of communication seem to appear timidly reformed prostitutes after the monumental shit.
More than thirty young people has being lynched for days, without some judgment coming up, reproaching itself them to be members of a terrorist band. Some of the arrested have been photographed openly and handcuffed. Since it has being the general keynote since I have memory, publicity has not been given to the fact of which any of them are already in the street, without having been reasons to keep them imprisoned.
In the second case, of course, the most minimal constriction not even act exists on the part of the companies of communication: for them valid stone beatings keep on existing, and his communicative strategy as regards the Basque conflict is the permanent lynching to anyone that could coincide politically with the part of the left grouped Basque nationalist I half-close Batasuna.

Knife grinders: two questions and a confession

For your street does the knife grinder keep on happening? Another day I saw one for the TV in a program on Romania and remembered the quantity of time that I do not listen to it. I refuse to think that they should have become extinct: knives keep on existing and there keeps on existing the need to have them sharp (and let's admit that the level of sharpened that one achieves with the emery stone that we have all at home is very much regulero …)
For my people it does that I do not hear spending the time milk. Of course it happens to them as to the Tawny Vulture and only they survive in some places of the country … it would fuck to have to go to Caceres or to Guadalajara to a “reservation of knife grinders” to manage well sharpened.
Another thing on that he wanted to comment to you …: in all the places were they doing the same claim sound? In mine they were touching a such melody that this way: "fiurururruuuuu … fururururiuuuuu” (first towards sharp, and then it was doing seriously - you will have noticed my brutal solfa knowledge: eh?-). In yours ditto? Those who live close to one “reservation of knife grinders” and they listen like hundreds of them do simultaneously the claim in epoch of matching they me will be able to consist easily to this second question.
And now a confession: for Tutatis who up to good brought in in years (I suppose that in some age understood between doing the communion dressed in marinerito and the exit of the first protomostacho) was thinking that “fiurururruuuuu … fururururiuuuuu” it was the sound that the gentleman was doing knife grinder on having realized his work. Since he was living in the fourth apartment and was not going so far as to see how it was sharpening the tool, it had the conviction that, on having shocked the knife against the stone, the onlooker was going out sonidillo. Until one day I saw the above-mentioned one in motorcycle giving to the whistle - flautilla. What disappointment.

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I do not join the manifesto

I am very few "culofino" at the time of adhering to any document or campaign with which he shares the essential nucleus from what it defends. I will do today an exception: in case of called “Manifesto in defense of the fundamental rights in Internet”, since it has defenders in abundance, one will be allowed to present my discrepancies, although I share enough points of those that it indicates (especially, clearly, the relative one to that without judicial order could close web pages):
The isolated number 5 of the Manifesto seems to me that it commits an outrage seriously against the values of the left. He says this way: "The authors, like all the workers, have right to live of his work with new creative ideas, business models and activities associated with his creations. To try to support with legislative changes to an obsolete industry that he cannot adapt himself to this new environment is neither just nor realistic”.
As my friend J.E says.: “has nobody realized the left that this point serves to justify to stop supporting certain sectors of the economy that are not profitable? Another thing is that I think that the Government should be wrong betting for this model supporting specifically in the cultural environment, but this point establishes like foundation (…) that the State should not support not profitable industrial sectors”.
This leads me to thinking that many people of lefts who has joined the manifesto have done it acríticamente, without reading it to him, because still with a diagonal glimpse the above-mentioned point sings already.
A manifesto that should not want to incur the same everlasting common places has to point out that the copyright is not the enemy. Under capitalist production conditions, the woodworkers do furniture, and my friend Morán does cómics. There is recognized after the woodworker the right to charge for the furniture that it sells, and my friend Morán would not have why to have to support that big companies of discharge will make a profit offering the creations of my companion.
Another thing is, clearly, that he has not sense that the woodworker receives for whenever his furniture is used, and that my friend Morán claims that he recovers whenever someone reads his cómics (thing that, obviously, he does not claim). The canon has not anything in common with what I say: we all agree in hating it.
And the fact is that a thing there are the tremendously reasonable and brilliant postulates that the people as Richard Stallman or Lawrence Lessig defend, and another thing is to think that the episode to unburden myself of Megaupload of Lost of the week (thing that I do, certainly) is a right that I have like Internet user. They have not anything in common. The ideological construction that has made rock great to itself to have the calm conscience while the episode unburdens itself of Lost is tremendous.
Quoting SuperSantiEgo: "he does not stop being an onlooker that we are so loose managing the rights of reproduction of the others and then us chiné so much that the he-goat of our neighbor us mangue a little of wifi”. If out an eccentric millionaire would do a T-shirt to me with this phrase, which reflects to the perfection the hypocrisy of any this one fluttered of pesudorevolucionarios postadolescent digitalises.
A serious debate needs on this one topic that moves away from the everlasting topics. While that does not happen, we will have of a side a few he-goats who manage improperly a few copyright, and of other a few types that they create that as they have capacity of unload things free, this is a fundamental right. And in the crossfire, paying the consequences of so much irrationality, my friend Morán.
The manifesto continues in this one dynamic of dumb trenches for being acrítico with the second group of human beings.
I do not chatter any more, that I want to see before eating the Californication episode that I have just bent.