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The Next Café Metropole Club 'Report'

Last week's club meeting managed to happen with two members present. The server–lady didn't come but she didn't write in advance to say one way or the other. This week on Thursday there will be the another Café Metropole Club meeting and unless I am mistaken it will be the third and last in January.

The coming meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on 25. January. The Saint of the Day on Thursday is not so mysterious. It will be Saint–Paul's turn. He was martyred sometime in the year 65 in Rome on Nero's orders, according to an inscription on a sarcophagus discovered a couple of weeks ago by Giorgio Filippi. "Paolo Apostolo Martyr" says the inscription, which is kind of like "buried treasure buried here."

Fuzzier facts about the club and its legendary legends are on the page usually called the About the Club Webpage. Many readers who have a notion of English won't require much of it to understand the fable, some boring musings, and don't forget to view the club's tedious hand–crafted membership card before its renewal, pending now for the next 48 months.

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This Was Metropole Ten Years Ago

The other Internet magazines that claim to have been online for 11 years make daring claims. This and a nickel gets you next to nothing – like no free phone calls, no videoblogs, no flashy animations, no instant messaging, no other upload your photos, no practically anything other than words words words. It seems worth the lousy deal it seems to be. You may as well send me the nickel after all.

Café Life Légère 89.9

The Blue Myths

The Quote of the Week is not so boring this week. After last week's stunner I thought nothing would ever top it. So I was wrong. "History is the present. That's why every generation writes it anew. But what most people think of as history is its end product, myth." Let's all wish E. L. Doctorow happy birthday today, whether it is or not, myth, fact or fancy.

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The Wobble–W Mac Corner

There are a mere 343 days left of this year, the same number that 1984 had when the Apple Macintosh was introduced to the world via TV commercials that plagued the 18th StuporBowl XVIII that were produced by Ridley Scott, a famous sense–fiction movie director. Two days later you could actually buy a Mac for a mere $2,495, not exactly a cadeau at the time. Aside from the operating system included, there were two free programs, for writing and drawing. Since then, for 23 years, we have been paying.

Aeronautical Pataphysics

This is totally unconnected to the fact that this year has used up 22 days, the same number that 1952 had when BOAC put the de Havilland Comet into service as the first jet powered passenger airplane. But it was underpowered and under–designed and it developed a new airborne terror called metal fatigue, which caused some Comets to crash to earth. Comets were eventually improved but Boeing flew its prototype 707 in 1954. Still, the first scheduled transatlantic flights were made by Comets, beginning on 4. October 1958.

Early Dot Com Hero

If it were not for Metropole to remind you of Porfirio Rubirosa Ariza and his vital contribution to human knowledge, you would probably remain unaware that he is credited with being the world's first playboy. He was a Dominican diplomat, polo player and Formula One race car driver, but was best known for his rapid lifestyle and legendary prowess with women. His wives liked to give him money and châteaux, and two of them gave him B–25 bombers when they divorced. If he hadn't crashed into a tree in the Bois de Boulogne in 1965 he would be exactly 98 today. His legacy – the rubirosa, a very large pepper grinder. Many folks wept at the funeral.

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The Ex–Question of Schleswig–Holstein

Many other folks are probably unaware that today is the night of the Burns Dinner. This is a memorial dinner staged in many parts of the world by those who would like to pay homage to the Scots poet Robert Burns, by gathering together and reciting poems and drinking Scottish cocktails which consist entirely of whisky and eating delicious traditional Scottish dishes such as haggis. This is like a big balloon–shaped sausage filled entirely with dry oatmeal. According to custom no hot sauce is allowed to spice up the tasteless treat and the latter half of every Burns dinner is spent giving thanks for the whisky, at least.

A bientôt à Paris
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