In celebration of the stinkiest cheeses to come from France – The Local

Gerard Depardieu is bashing France for its “stinky cheese”, but we couldn’t give a whiff. Here are six of the smelliest you need to bury your nose in, at least once in life. What others would you add?
— Read on www.thelocal.fr/20160922/a-celebration-of-the-stinkiest-cheeses-to-come-out-of-france

Having acquired a Munster d’Alsace from the Christmas Market in Winchester, for which I gladly parted with £9.00 purely for the joy of rediscovering a slice of quintessential Alsace, I’ve just set it alongside a ripe Camembert. Splendid, if a mite whiffy ! LJ

Iphigenie auf Tauris, I, iii (Goethe)

So haben Tantals Enkel Fluch auf Fluch
Mit vollen, wilden Händen ausgesät.
Und, gleich dem Unkraut, wüste Häupter schüttelnd
Und tausendfält’gen Samen um sich streuend,
Den Kindeskindern nahverwandte Mörder
Zur ew’gen Wechselwut erzeugt!

Brassens: Philistins

Les philistins

Philistins, épiciers
Tandis que vous caressiez
Vos femmes

En songeant, aux petits
Que vos grossiers appétits
Engendrent

Vous pensiez, “Ils seront
Menton rasé, ventre rond
Notaires”

Mais pour bien vous punir
Un jour vous voyez venir
Sur terre

Des enfants non voulus
Qui deviennent chevelus
Poètes

Vous pensiez, “Ils seront
Menton rasé, ventre rond
Notaires”

Mais pour bien vous punir
Un jour vous voyez venir
Sur terre

Des enfants non voulus
Qui deviennent chevelus
Poètes

George Steiner

George Steiner speaks of the importance of memory and warns of the destructive nature of ideology. Given the folly of “postmodernity” and the seduction of so many by ideas untested in reality, this is all the more prophetically poignant.

Lineker Schmineker

I think it might simplify life if it were understood that nothing on Twitter, the Cloaca Magna of postmodernity, is worthy of serious attention. Lineker’s ignorance of history doesn’t appear to detract from his popularity as a football commentator, and his utterances on social media are plainly so palpably ill-informed and ludicrous that they might reasonably be regarded as light entertainment, the kind of vapourings you might hear from a bar fly attempting to put the world to rights at 11.p.m. on a Thursday. Basil Fawlty might be good on Match of the Day https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cr7hg7zDOQk