I took these pictures at the Eastern State Penitentiary in Philly, during the days that I spent there about a month ago. One of them corresponds to a reconstruction of Al Capone’s cell, while the other corresponds to the kind of cells that were assigned to regular inmates. Can you guess which is which?Hint: Regular inmates are generally incapable of truly appreciating the beauty and sophistication of real oil paintings hanging on their walls… ;-)
I came back home a few minutes ago after a nice daytrip to
All in all, I found Atlantic City an interesting place for a short visit; I do not think that I would choose to go there for a long holiday though, since gambling is not really my cup of tea… still it was ok for just a few hours.
Fue la generación que ahora camina hacia la jubilación la que propició el cambio de régimen tras la muerte del dictador. Fue esa generación (y no la clase política) quien pasó página y olvidó afrentas e injusticias vividas en carne propia. Fue la que sufrió un vetusto modelo de familia que los relegaba como hijos y uno nuevo que insistía en sus obligaciones como padres. Fue la que con su enorme trabajo diario llevó a España a un nivel de bienestar que nos colocó a la altura del resto de países de Europa y ahora todos disfrutamos. Fue la que desde la cocina del hogar abrió las puertas del mundo a sus vástagos. Fue, en fin, la generación que propició el cambio, sufriendo cada inconveniente pero sin disfrutar de lleno las mejoras más que a través de sus hijos.
A esos españoles que tomaron el timón, que se la aguantaron, a esa "generación generosa", clave del éxito de la transición, a mis padres..., gracias.
"Tout ce que je sais de plus sûr à propos de la moralité et des obligations des hommes, c'est au football que je le dois."
(Albert Camus)
"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't how hard you hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!"(from the movie Rocky Balboa)
Back in Truth be told, I am not a supporter of bullfights and I don’t think I ever will, but I think that it is a good idea to at least go and see one in person at one point in your life. The experience will give you a fair amount of food for thought and you will then be able to judge by yourself, which constitutes the first step towards becoming your own judge.
Welles: My father and I made a tour of the grand boulevards of antique Europe. And when we were in Iberia I had the chance to face the bulls. At the knee of the great Manolete I took up the cape and sword - (he uses his napkin and knife to demonstrate) -- across from me stood a mammoth bull reputed to have gored a full seven men to a grisly demise! So -- with Manolete shouting encouragement I flourished . . . I flourished again . . . and the bull charged! Across the golden dust it came, thundering like the great minotaur of legend, closer, ever closer, its calamitous hooves pounding into the dirt, shaking the earth as I held the crimson eye of the bull with my own, defying it -- it was almost upon me and I flourished one last time! -- the monster swept past! - (he spins his napkin in the air and his knife is now gone, a magic trick) -- and my sword was gone -- buried in the bloody eye of the beast!
Hearst: You are evidently a man who knows a great deal about bull. Of all man's malignity -- of all his sadism -- none is more depraved than cruelty to animals.
Welles: In Spain the cruelty would be in denying the beast a fighting end.(excerpt from a dialogue between William Randolph Hearst
and Orson Welles, from the movie RKO281)
