I’m sorry for the weird photo, everybody, but I want to show it to my husband and this is the only way. He is one of the few people on this continent who doesn’t have a smartphone or a tablet.
The back story on the inventive outfit is that there is a major snowstorm in Montreal, and I’ve been snowed in at my sister’s place, far away from my clothes. We’ve had to improvise an outfit for me, and these are the only things that fit. I’m meeting a friend I haven’t seen for years tomorrow, and she is bound to think that I’ve lost my marbles. The friend is Argentinean, so I will be hearing about this for years to come.
I’m thinking it would be a brilliant pedagogic strategy to wear this to class.
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“He is one of the few people on this continent who doesnβt have a smartphone or a tablet”
And a wise man he is. while relatively safe in the hands of someone like you they seem like stupid engines for most people (smartphones: keeping the eloi entertained until the morlocks get hungry again)
In other news has 1988 called to get its outfit back yet?
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I tried giving him a tablet but he works in Linux. For Linux people, a tablet and apps are anathema. They are practically crippling.
Yes, he’s brilliant. And beautiful. And amazing. I’ve bored everybody here in Montreal with how great he is, so now it’s the blog’s turn. π
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My digital philosophy, exactly.
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There is at least one Linux based tablet on the market. I will find a link if you want.
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Very interesting.
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I’ll mention in passing that one of the chief delights of early episodes of Brigada for me was the late 89-92 fashions. Ridiculous but strangely pleasing (and brings back fun memories of fledgling businesspeople selling everything from ladies underwear, electronic equipment and live animals in improvised market spaces on main streets in Poland).
Now you need to tease your hair mercilessly and find a pair of acid wash jeans (with horizontal cuts, can’t forget those) and you’re set to nab a neophyte Russophone bandit circa 1990!
I’m behind on the series because I was away on a work related trip (to ΠΠΎΠ²Π½ΠΎ, of all places) and there have been scheduling and other issues since I’ve gotten back, but the mid to late 90’s don’t hold the same fascination for me as do the death throws of the Warsaw pact and USSR.
In ΠΠΎΠ²Π½ΠΎ I heard that Putin has helped bring Lithuanians and Poles together (despite ongoing low grade hostilities relating to minority language education and official name issues). Lithuanians are mostly happy over Polish actions in the Ukraine and the country’s image has greatly improved over the last couple of months.
Has Putin declared baltic independence illegal yet? What will it take for stupid WEuropeans to wake up and smell the coffee?
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Lithuanians know that they are next in line after Georgia and Ukraine. Putin will not be stopping here.
In the meanwhile, Merkel keeps threatening Putin with sanctions. Does she know how risible it makes her in Putin’s eyes when she makes threats that never come to anything.
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What’s needed is a catchy meme that goes straight to people’s emotions and can’t be argued against.
My (not that good) effort: “Crimea, it’s Russian for Sudetenland”
It may validate Godwin but it seems like exactly the same kind of issue. West European leaders are being put to a test* and they’re failing miserably.
*I’m thinking if someone just had the cojones to call his bluff he’d back down, but no one is.
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Or “Russia, where it’s always 1939.” π
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I assume you recall a certain footnote in the history textbooks called the “Polish Lithuanian Commonwealth.” Very ahead of its time (1569-1795) in important areas such as democracy, religious freedom, land reform and (I kid you not) rocket science.
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You look great! Those spinning classes are really working.
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Thank you!!! We went to this really cool spinning class right before I took the picture. There was a huge screen and even a disco ball. My local spinning class will look very provincial to me after this. π
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For some reason I thought “spinning” referred to spinning yarn, and so I was confused as to why there should be a disco ball at a spinning class. Now I feel ridiculous.
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Now, the ridiculous people are the ones who sit on stationary bikes under a disco ball. π
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I sure hope your hatred of dogs doesn’t extend to cats. I empathize with your situation of being a few suitcases short of a wardrobe deep within the bowels of Fashion Police HQ.
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I also thought this was a cat! But everybody says it’s an owl. And yes, this is a very trendy town. I really need to blog about that.
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