ADVERSATIVES
I love USA but I dislike Obama. I love Israel
but I hate Zionism. They say that this assert is a contradiction, but I don’t
give a farthing to that. Kiss my ass.
I love Jews individually but I mistrust them as
a bulk. They could become a dangerous lot.
I respect but not love Islam, the Coram is very
poetic book with perverse teachings I love the good and humble Muslim but I
hate fanatics and, off course, I hate Bin Laden and Alcaida but I don’t know
what they are. That who-is-who perplexes me.
Propaganda, do you mean?
I love Democracy but I hate certain democrats.
On their tolerance they disguise intolerance.
I love Christ but some priests who use His
teachings and the Gospel as a commodity are a pain on the neck.
About Popes let us talk, neither of the
inquisition nor of the king. Del rey y de la inquisición chitón
I love the Church but a few of churchgoers are
not my cup of tea.
I love Russia but I hate imperialism and
communism. Russia is the pattern of a big enigma forged in the odd mould of
counterpoint.
I love freedom and I hate gaols.
Freedom and freethinking has been part of me
because I love life and I hate death. Love of life is one of the legacies of
Judaism. Jewish always play chest and read. That is why they are so good at
Maths.
The people of the Bible— the chosen ones— who
abide by the rule of God’s word but the Bible the Talmud the Alcoran don’t
guarantee preposterousness. We must be tolerant.
I loved also Mohammed Ali. He was the greatest
I love Germany (Deutsche Sprache perfection is)
but I cant get rid of my misgivings towards Frau Merkel -they call her the
German roach, too much power and the
Deutsch as a mass can also become dangerous but they suffered too much in the
Fall of Berlin… what a contradiction they lost the war and now they have
beating their all rivals in technology, modernity, progress journalism
television- and the possibility of a clash between German and Russian frightens
me.
Drums of war I hear sounding in that classical
enmity between the two greatest countries of the continent. ¡Bloody awful!
It is the old tactic: obscure forces used
Hitler as a warhead arming Germany to the teeth against Europe, and here we go
again with exaltation of Russian militarism.
We hear an old tune and watch worn out clichés.
There is a double language, amphibology of
terms in that sentence. What they mean when Moscow talks about Nazism? Where
are the Nazis nowdays?
In the Pentagon?
A confrontation in Europe could afford benefits
to warmongers.
I love Billy Gates as much as I loved Mohammed
Ali. They are good Americans. Writers owe him our gratitude but I hate people
who use the Net in a bad way (extortions, pornography, vulgarity, mind control,
mental shit)
Let me assert that I love life and I hate
death, and life means peace for me. Yes, the wandering Jew, that I am, loves
peace but I travel only through the rows and aisles of my Bibliotheca.
Books were my Jacobs staff, the golden steps of
my ladder, and the spiritual walks of the staircase of my mind.
“Un libro Viejo quiero yo en mis lares y un
amigo… leña seca que quemar libros viejos que leer y vino añejo a ser posible
un jarro de tintorro mojando mis labios” and, off course, my good old pipe.
Puffing and reading always make me happy… ande yo caliente riase la gente. Gongora
big nose bad priest and a little bit of a “puff” queer (maricón) was my poet,
that Jewish priest (converso) who became a canon at Cordoba Cathedral and
chanted with negligence, even fell to
sleep, during high Mass on his seat at the choir. He wrote:
—Cordoba ciudad bravia más de cien tabernas y
una sola librería.
Neither pubs nor bookshops nowdays in Cordoba
in Sevilla in Madrid, what pity. No milk today… my love is far away
The closing of libraries means for me a
calamity.
I love Spain but I hate the stupidity ignorance
meekness of the Spaniards especially during electoral campaigns, the candidates
big loud mouths shout too much.
My countrymen live in oblivion of the greatness
of our country. We were a nation of giants and we became dwarfs, cynical
idiots. We are back to the wall. The
rain in Spain… falls mainly in the plain. Mi país es un trabalenguas
Here they are my adversatives and my
conditionals, if… but.
I am a melting pot of contradictions.
Oh Lord forgive my sins and long life to
Mohammed Ali.
