In vino veritas

in vino veritas, my opinion usually sipping a glass go red. This space is where I vent my ideas, practice my essay skills and keep track of what i’m reading.

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The Referendumb: An embarrassment to the establishment

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The referendum. Britain’s chance to have a say and, let ignorance take over politics. Maybe we should whisper the question into a magic 8 ball and await the inevitable ‘ask again later’ as even the powers that be struggle to decipher the emotional blackmail used by both sides of this sorry ‘debate’. Below are the six reason this referendum is the most ridiculous thing to happen to contemporary British politics.

  1. We already have Democracy just not Direct Democracy.
    If you can’t tell from the scathing manner in which I wrote the introduction, I’m very much a cynic about his new trend for a taste of direct democracy which stems from the lack of faith in our representative system. Okay, I get it, you’re fed up. Our current system of representative democracy doesn’t represent you. It’s not perfect. However, the idea of representative democracy is simple. We vote for someone who we trust to...

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I have the right to offend you, and your God.

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For those who do not speak french, the label attached to the AK-47, translates as “this shoots” and the latter “satire”, with a play on words as they are both pronounced the same in french.

I have often been faced with debates regarding Religion and it usually ends in offense. Religious sensitivity is a social epidemic, and it is infringing on our civil liberties, freedom of speech, and the values of the free society in which we live. It seems in the 21st Century, people are determined to be offended or even seeking to be offended. I believe that people really need to develop a thicker skin when it comes to faith, and accept it as a subject which is not sacrosanct.

The reason I am so vocal with regards to religion is as follows. Supernatural beliefs only create unnecessary fear and worry in the minds of those who are most impressionable. I find it unfathomable that I should be...

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200 days on: The mark that the Paris attacks left on me, and the city where I live.

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I had returned from work just 20 minutes before the notification on my university group chat warned me of the situation, ‘Gunshots heard in Paris.’ Reading that on the BBC website is something for which you cannot be prepared. I watched the death toll rise, one by one, with two different news stations and a twitter feed as live images of the attacks reached me. Watching a death rise smoothly and incessantly rise is a numb feeling, I became acutely aware of my breathing, I felt I was falling into a chasm and I stared blurry and wide-eyed at my laptop screen. ‘Hostages taken in Paris’ in the Bataclan. One by one, members of the chat read this message confirming to us that they were okay and safe, we were telling people to stay indoors.

I became aware of the size of my small apartment, and the walls suffocated me. My phone was trembling with the hoards of notifications and I mustered...

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Les amours perdues, la mélancolie et la plainte douloureuse de Guillaume Apollinaire - La Colombe Poignardée et le jet d'eau

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Le poème intitulé La Colombe poignardée et le jet d’eau est un poème visuel de Guillaume Apollinaire, qu’on peut lire dans ses œuvres Calligrammes publiées en 1918. Ma réflexion va m’amener à parler du symbolisme de la colombe, du jet d’eau et de l’œil mais aussi de ce qu’on peut comprendre au travers de cette utilisation des aspects visuels. De plus, on va voir sa forme poétique, incluant l’usage du vocabulaire (notamment lié à l’eau, au sang et aux jardins), les noms inclus dans ce poème et l’importance du point d’interrogation mais aussi les références au jardin de Gethsémani qu’il a utilisées au travers de ce poème
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Le poème se constitue de trois éléments principaux : la colombe, le jet d’eau et un œil. On peut voir la présence de trois éléments dominants : « C » « ? » « O », donc les yeux sont attirés vers un axe vertical, aussi ai-je décidé d’analyser le poème de haut en bas. La...

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L'oeil du surréalisme et l'art avant-garde. Les Yeux d'Elsa - Louis Aragon

Tes yeux sont si profonds qu'en me penchant pour boire
J'ai vu tous les soleils y venir se mirer
S'y jeter à mourir tous les désespérés
Tes yeux sont si profonds que j'y perds la mémoire

À l'ombre des oiseaux c'est l'océan troublé
Puis le beau temps soudain se lève et tes yeux changent
L'été taille la nue au tablier des anges
Le ciel n'est jamais bleu comme il l'est sur les blés

Les vents chassent en vain les chagrins de l'azur
Tes yeux plus clairs que lui lorsqu'une larme y luit
Tes yeux rendent jaloux le ciel d'après la pluie
Le verre n'est jamais si bleu qu'à sa brisure

Mère des Sept douleurs ô lumière mouillée
Sept glaives ont percé le prisme des couleurs
Le jour est plus poignant qui point entre les pleurs
L'iris troué de noir plus bleu d'être endeuillé

Tes yeux dans le malheur ouvrent la double brèche
Par où se reproduit le miracle des Rois
Lorsque le coeur battant...

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