Click !!!

I’ve wanted to blog this very long post several weeks ago. I’ll discuss these three books with u. The name of the Rose, written by an Italian called Umberto Eco; El Anatomista (the anatomist) written by and Argentinean, Federico Andahazi, and Justine from the well known French writer Marqui de Sade.

It all started a few years ago. I considered my self a feminist and anything or anyone that talked or denigrated the image of women was a direct insult to me. Anyway, I bumped into three books when my poor soul was going through difficult times. I read them in the order in which I mentioned above and suddenly a lot of things fell into place. Maybe what I am to write here does not make sense to you, but my little brain processed the information in a very illuminating way.

The Name of the Rose, the year is 1392 during the catholic inquisition. The place is somewhere in an abbey in Italy. The main characters are William of Baskerville a Franciscan friar, and Adso of Melk a Benedictine novice and William’s apprentice.
They are there to solve some mysteries murders (which is the main plot of the story). While investigating, Adso has an encounter with a young woman and ends up having relations with her. He seeks advice from William. Now, this was the first click in my brain. When he tells him what had happened between him and the young woman, William responds that he has no experience with this kind of things. He refers to the original sin that led to the bad reputation of women, to be considered a sign of sin, evil and temptation. But when Jesus was born from Mary (the fact that she was a virgin), God redeemed the image of women as something pure.


Now, its 1559, we are still in Italy. The church is still a very powerful institution. The main character in this story is an anatomist, his name Mateo Colon. He falls in love with a very young and beautiful prostitute. He tries everything to conquer her heart, but she has been trained very well in her profession and will not open her heart to anybody. Mateo is determined to find the way to her heart. After long years of research, he discovers by pure coincidence the organ that governs a woman’s heart; he names it Amor Veneris. Well, you will imagine what it is. He wants to tell every man he meets this great discovery, but the church silences him. This does not bother him, because what he really wants is to go after his true love, confident that this time he will be able to succeed. He searches for the young prostitute and reveals his secret to her. The only answer he gets from her is the bill for her services…hehehe, second click.

And last but not least, we travel to France, the year is 1791. In comparison with the two previous books, the main character here is Justine a sweet girl. At the death of her parents, she is separated from her sister and passes from home to home. She has to endure with horrible people and terrible situations to get through her days. And despite all this she does not loses her faith in the goodness and kindness of God. I will not ruin the end for you, but its really unexpected (laughable). The ending was the final click.

Finally, I will draw the conclusions of all the clicking. Women are not evil, men are just weak (Adam did not have to except the apple from Eve). Most women know what they want and what they are worth, so do not underestimate our value. Men think that they can solve everything with Amor Veneris, when most of the time we just want to be listened to. And finally, I just realized I am not making any sense out of this. Well, just read the damn books, they are really interesting. If you already read these books post some comments and if you haven’t the clue about what this post was about, also post your comments.

It's ALIVE!!!

Guess from where I am posting this... Yes, you guessed right, my computer has been brought back to life. Thanks to a new power supply and the help of a good technician.

Hope it would stand my magnetic and electrofying personality, :D.

Les ordinateurs sont mauvais!!!

Four weeks ago I needed my hard drive to be partitioned. It seems a very trivial task. Well, the damn thing didn't recognize its other half. So, they told me, they needed to play around with it, but everything was going to be fine. That, of course, was 4 weeks ago. Finally, this monday I got my PC back; glad to be able to waste my time in the office surfing the net, instead of getting some actual work done. Tuesday went smoothly no problems at all, Wednesday came and I actually thought that "computers were good". I went out for one hour, left it running thinking nothing could stop us know. I am so naive!!! I came back, after enjoying a very interesting talk to find that my PC was dead, dead I tell you, completly dead. And to make matters worse, my stupid watch also died on me, its been 10:55 since 10:55 this morning.

There must be a logical explanation to this sudden suicidal of electronic and electrical gadgets around me. I arrived to the following conclusion: I have a magnetic and electrifying personality, therefore no electrical gadget can stand the amount of radiation that emerges from me, making me irresistible. Left with no other option, as I am forbidden to them, to terminate their existence.

I really don't care what anybody thinks, I'm sticking with my version of the story.

Cycle of life!!!

Have u noticed that everythings tends to repeat itself. So, I shouldn't be surprised to find that i have no money in my bank account, #:(.

Table philosophy

Dinning out or just having a homemade meal with your friends or group of people leads sometimes to interesting conversations. As beer flows and in this particular case, the group was integrated by a dutch, a german, a turkish and a mexican, the exchange of ideas and philosophies lead to the following citations:

"...it shows how artificial border lines can be".

"...there are only two sins in the world: to throw away beer and turn down a woman".

I found it quite eloquent at the time, though the second one is not applicable to me been a woman.