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photo, fountain, pyramid, louvre Yearlong Sunday destination – the Louvre.

The Café Metropole Club

None of the club's totally new members showed up at last week's club meeting, and the club's secretary lacked old members too. Regardless, next Thursday there will be another attempted one–and–only Café Metropole Club meeting. Members in good standing are welcome, as equally are not–yet members. You know who you are.

The next meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on 30. August, kind of the day before you–know–what. The Saint of the Day will be Saint–Fiacre. Born in the 7th century in Ireland, he has been a popular saint since the 10th century, possibly because of being the patron saint of gardeners, and his monastery at Meaux is still the destination of pilgrims. Saint–Fiacre is also well–represented with statues, engravings, medals, assorted nicknacks and possibly, postcards.

photo, passage, sunday Antique mall looks good these days.

Yet again, this is somewhat unrelated to Paris because it happens in some other places near here as well as further away. You can read some riveting stuff about the club and its lone factoid on a page mis–named the About the Club Webpage. Readers who actually have read half of it, and many of you might have, will hardly fail to be curious about the other half of it. Should questions still arise, check out the club's worthless but free membership card for hidden clues.

This Was Metropole Ten Years Ago

photo, sailboat, tuileries, sunday Sunday sailing in the Tuileries.

Few should be surprised that last week ten years ago was a long time ago. Metropole used to have real new stuff in it, such as The Centre of Midsummer in the Café column, Sharing a Holiday with Cows was the week's feature, along with some posters and a cartoon entitled Hot Dogging. That was all there was in Issue 2.33/4 – 18. August 1997 because I was on holiday, like I was this week in 1998 too.

Café Life Légère 89.3

Frank Thought He Had an Interesting Life

photo, sign, rue pierre lescot

Today's Quote of the Week has a connection to today's date, but what do we care? For today's choice morsel I offer a quote by Frank Harris, who died today in 1931. Never heard of Frank? Why he only wrote My Life and Loves, an autobiography so risqué that it was banned in Paris before it was eventually published in Berlin. Frank said, "I am, really, a great writer – my only difficulty is in finding great readers." This is still Frank's problem. Many thought his magnum opus was fiction. Frank claimed it was all true. If so, many thought that was even worse.

Still In the Wobble–Balkans

There are no more than 126 days left of this year, the same number that 479 BC had when the Greeks fought the Battle of Plataea and the Battle of Mycale, in two different places on the same day, and beat the Persians twice, ending that particular attempt to take over the world. If you think I am making this up think again. Both Herodotus and Plutarch wrote about these battles. The first said the Greeks lost 139 men and the second, 1360. The Persians lost their fleet too and the survivors had to walk home and a couple of centuries later Alexander came along and roughed them up some more.

photo, sign, ceros, compagnie de librarie

Tango In the Patazone

This is totally unconnected to the fact that this year has used up 239 days, the same number that 1920 had when Enrique Telémaco Susini and some pals in Buenos Aires set up a radio transmitter in the Teatro Coliseo and broadcast Richard Wagner's opera Parsifal to perhaps 50 listeners, who just happened to have radio sets turned on in the off chance that somebody might broadcast something for the first time in history. Since microphones hadn't been invented yet, the novice radio jockeys used a sort of hearing aid. In the following days the station made radio broadcasts from the Teatro Colón and the Tango Club Abdullah. Opera and tango fans rushed out to buy radios, and the rest is history.

photo, sign, bottle bluebell

The Ex–Question of Schleswig–Holstein

A few folks have might have been thinking that it is appropriate to recall the 4th anniversary of Mars' closest passage to the Earth in nearly 60,000 years. Mars came within nearly 56 million kilometres. A much smaller number could also be remembered today if you are interested in wars affecting Zanzibar. On this date in 1896 the Brits lost their patience with Khalid bin Bargash who had seized power upon the death of his uncle, Sultan Hamad bin Thuwaini. They told him to get off the throne so their guy could sit on it. Bargash mustered his army instead. In 45 minutes the Brits sunk the lone vessel of the Zanzibari navy and then demolished the palace using five warships, three cruisers and two other gunboats. Bargash made a getaway, and was allowed later to live in Mombasa. It may not be true but there was a rumor that Britain demanded to be reimbursed for the shells used during their successful gunboat diplomacy. The rest, as they say, is bananaland history.

A bientôt à Paris
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