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Sobre este artículo. Ver todos. The History of English podcast website shows that he has a lively community of fans. You can subscribe to the podcast from the site or via iTunes. Some time ago Knocklofty reviewed The Woman on the Mountain by Sharyn Munro, a book which explained why she retreated from city life in Australia to a remote peak a long way away from the nearest town, there to become a nature writer and found a wildlife refuge. But for the last three years, she has been often away from her mountain, initially travelling the width and depth of this huge continent by air and road, and lately finding herself still on the road in the glare of television lights and the eyes of crowds who have come to listen to her.
This shy and introspective woman came out of her chosen seclusion because she began to see that a monster was devouring the world where her grandchildren were growing up — a monster fully endorsed by myopic governments and heads-we-win, tails-you-lose laws. The monster is the coal industry and its offspring, coal seam gas. The result of her journeying and talking to hundreds of people affected by its untrammelled advance is another book, Rich Land, Wasteland — how coal is killing Australia.
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The result is a harrowing read. What shocked her — and her readers — are the scale, speed and consequences of the devastation. An early and just as appropriate working title for the book was Coal Wars, appropriate because of the ravaged, polluted land the industry leaves behind looks like the aftermath of a titanic battle. The book is thus an account of the unseen side of the Faustian bargain Australia has made with big business; but the difference in this bargain is that only a minority of Australians are forced to pay the price — their livelihoods, their health and the soul of the land they live on.
It cries out for photographs, but that would have made it too expensive for many readers. Fortunately, the internet has solved that dilemma; the book has its own website with photographic slideshows which tell the story of devastated landscapes, poisoned rivers, disappearing creeks and blighted lives in great breadth and great detail. Visit her own site where she tells not only of coal but also of the wild things with whom she shares her mountain. He once encountered a very fat man lumbering up a narrow staircase and, being in a hurry, pushed past him.
Dorothy Parker had the gift in abundance. Those who challenged Winston Churchill rarely came off best.
There is some doubt as to whether it was the eighteenth-century radical John Wilkes or the English playwright Samuel Foote who routed the crusty, dissipated Lord Sandwich in this exchange:. In Australia, the bumptious and inexplicably dislikeable conservative politician Peter Costello was known for caustic wit. He once twitted the secular saint, Senator Bob Brown, that the Greens party he leads is like a watermelon — green outside but red inside.
The Senator rose to the challenge and said the Greens were actually like an avocado, green inside as well as outside.
When the American people get through with the English language, it will look as if it had been run over by a musical comedy. Longform is a website which carries links to an eclectic mix of long articles on a myriad subjects, some up-to-the-minute, some from as long ago as a fascinating insight from The Atlantic into the grubby practices of newspaper reporting in that era — how little has changed.
And instead of being selected by an algorithm, the articles are curated by human beings who have an obvious passion for good writing. Articles can be saved for later reading via services such as Instapaper. Slang is essential in any living, growing language; some slang words lose their vulgar stigma and pass into respectable usage.
But because slang is also a fashion, it means that many serviceable words and subtle shades of meaning can be lost. Take, for example, some English Edwardian slang terms for ill-behaved men — bounder, rotter, stinker and cad, all of which could be intensified in stages with the qualifiers fearful, frightful and absolute. These originated in the speech of students at the universities of Oxford and Cambridge in the s, migrated into smart London speech before World War I and were still in common use in the s. A cad — or perhaps a stinker — receives his comeuppance.
Their passing, along with other subtly graduated terms of opprobrium, has deprived us of an important set of social nuances. The bounder was a crass, uneducated, contradictory sort of fellow quite unaware of the dislike of others and of the irritation caused by his loud and over-confident tone and behaviour; a bounder was often nouveau-riche and an energetic gate-crasher. The stinker had elements of both bounder and rotter, but added greed and indifference to the comfort and patience of others.
The rotter might cast aspersions on the character and appearance of your girlfriend — but the stinker would do his best to steal her with as debonair a mien as he would guzzle the last three inches of your last bottle of Napoleon brandy. The cad displayed none of the more egregious characteristics of the bounder and the rotter, but like the stinker he would not only try to steal your girlfriend but actually succeed in doing so, only to cast her carelessly aside when he spotted his next victim. And among artists, a crude, vulgar or overly sentimental painting dashed off as a speedy pot-boiler was known as a cad-catcher.