Kim and Kelly Deal, 1979
Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans
Y finalmente me quedo con tumblr
Probé miles de cosas, así que ahora puedo decir con propiedad que tumblr es mi favorito. Lo único malo es que por huevear tanto de lado en lado, el blog no me quiere pescar el dominio que compré hace mucho tiempo. Pero en fin, algún día tendrá que ceder.
None of the above
Me duelen los dientes. Todas me juran y me rejuran que son más malas que yo. Y pienso, especialmente cuando me duelen los dientes, cuando siento que los voy a perder, que es verdad, que todas ellas son realmente más malas que yo, que si quieren me dejan llorando hasta desarmarme, y que, después de todo, no me importa, no me interesa.
Carlos II of Spain is perhaps best known in the UK (I can’t speak for other parts of the world) for being the man whose death triggered the War of the Spanish Succession and all that school stuff like Blenheim, Ramillies, Malplaquet etc etc etc.
Thanks to his family’s enthusiasm for incestuous marriages Carlos was saddled with a grim catalogue of mental and physical health problems, most conspicuously Habsburg lip so pronounced that he couldn’t even chew his food. Married first to Marie Louise of Orleans with whom he fell very much in love, and later to the unpleasant sounding Maria Anna of Neuberg, he was unable to father children. Since he regarded the production of an heir as a sacred duty, this caused him much grief and anxiety. Believing, as many people did, that his problems were caused by witchcraft, he underwent exorcism but to no avail. Increasingly debilitated, he died in 1700 having willed his empire to the candidate he believed was best equipped to keep it intact: Philip, Duke of Anjou, a great-nephew who was also a grandson of Louis XIV. The resulting threat of a too powerful France led eventually to war.
Carlos has traditionally been regarded as a stupid and ineffectual monarch but recent research disputes that view. And surely it’s time he had a break.
I have something of a maternal crush on Carlos, whose pallor, fragility and sadness make me want to look after him.
Emilio Josué Atila Nemov Nazir
