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riskllama wrote:Koolbak wins this thread.
riskllama wrote:Koolbak wins this thread.
DoomYoshi wrote:Canadians abroad, representing the country perfectly.
https://globalnews.ca/news/4137871/peter-dalglish-canadian-humanitarian-arrested-nepal/
This one is for all the alternative medicine junkies:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5645535/Peruvian-mob-kills-Canadian-blamed-shamans-killing.html
DoomYoshi wrote:There aren't enough China threads, so I have to post this gem here:
https://www.sfgate.com/technology/busin ... 881555.php
[Desmond] Morris has a light touch and a witty way of giving each life dashes of Surrealist brio. He writes of Agar’s voyage with her family from Argentina to England: ‘On the journey, they were accompanied by a cow and an orchestra to provide them with fresh milk and music.’ After the war, Agar played ‘musical chairs with ex-Prime Minister Herbert Asquith – she was told she had to let him win’. Later, she refused to marry a Belgian prince ‘on the grounds that she disliked Brussels sprouts’. According to her eventual husband, she was always ‘trying to do something in a way that cannot be done, such as making love standing up in a hammock’.
Surrealist sex sounds exhausting. When Duchamp married Lydie Sarazin-Levassor (‘the sweetly innocent, overweight daughter of a wealthy industrialist,’ writes Morris) she shaved her pubic hair because he found female hair disgusting. She was so dismayed by his preference for chess over being with her that one night she glued all his pieces to the chessboard. She later divorced Duchamp for desertion.
Breton took his wife to Vienna on their honeymoon so he could meet Sigmund Freud. Freud was apparently so dismissive of Breton that the artist refused to talk about the encounter. Later, he called Freud ‘a little old man with no style’. The marriage of Roland Penrose and Lee Miller faltered after she lost interest in sex following the birth of her son. Penrose took up with a trapeze artist called Diane Deriaz and then had an affair with Peggy Guggenheim. In her memoirs, Guggenheim called him a bad painter who had tied her up with ivory bracelets when they made love. Penrose asked her to remove the ‘bad painter’ line from subsequent editions and to change the ivory bracelets to ordinary police handcuffs. She agreed to the first request, but declined the latter. Dalí’s sexual fears and deviancies are well rehearsed and Morris gives only a potted summary – a mercy.
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