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There may be some kind of cross-fertilization between Pancho Villa's "cucaracha", the despicable bug (but one: archy) and a Mexican jalopy or very much deteriorated or unrelable car: "carcancha".

"¿Te llevo al cine?"
"¿En la carcanchita tuya? No buey."
I'm not saying you or Cecil are right or wrong, but Cecil does disagree with you.

Let me make this stronger. I know Cecil doesn't do all the research himself, but based on experience with cognoscenti who didn't know scenti**, I see reason to doubt debunkers to some extent just as I doubt bunkers. Or to not know which is which.
But I wouldn't disregard his column either, since in most cases his goal is just to find out if things are true or not.

**This was meant as deconstruction, not a pun or double entendre.
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Thanks. Cecil usually does know better than I do, so I'd better abandon my theory.

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Wait a minute. "Ariba, ariba". That's two more. Don't ever say you can't learn by watching the Bugs Bunny show.

I have a story about aribe, also. I got most of my visas for that big trip to Panama at the consulates in Chicago. The Costa Rican visa had a stamp that said valid for 30 days, and then he hand wrote, Valida por 90 dias.
Then when I got to the border, inside the customs office, he told me that my visa was no good, and I had to "Va ariba, va ariba" (That's 4 more words.) But I had seen the building from the outside and I knew it had only one story! Eventually someone told me that he was saying "Va a Rivas" and Rivas was a town about 5 miles back.

I had already found a ride into Costa Rica, and was hoping to get to my friend before dinner, so I especially hated to go back. But I found a ride back and eventually found the consul's house. He husband andwered the door, and he called her, and she told him to tell me that she was out of town and would be back the next morning.

I was mad at Costa Rica for all this, and thought saving money would make me feel a little better (since I could have slept free at my friend's that night, so I plaintively asked if there was someplace cheap that I could sleep.
I was talking to the husband of the consul, who lived in a very simple house, what might be called a bungalow or a cottage, with a front porch. He didn't offer to let me sleep at his place, but he did suggest la camionetta. In my haze, I thought he might mean one of the "sofas" on the porch. There are so many words for sofa, especially ones that don't sound like sofa to me: glider, divan, and one other.
But he didnt' mean that. He meant just what the word means, and I knew it: Bus. In the big lot next to his house were parked about 15 buses. So I went and got dinner and I came back and each bus already had someone sleeping in it! Undeterred, I kept looking and at about the 7th bus, it was empty. I can't sleep on the little seat of course, so I stretched out in the aisle. The floor was covered by if it were bigger what would be pallets now. So I was a couple inches off the floor, but the wood was from efveryone stepping on it, worse than a rubber mat would have been and impossible for me to clean. But I put a towel down, in addition to the sleeping bag.

I took off my short haired wig too, which might have been a problme when maybe the husband came the next morning to tell me that his wife was there (or did he. Maybe I went there.) She had arrived even earlier than I had expected.
She looked at the visa and said that it was good. She called the border station and bawled out the customs official, who I guess she outranked. While she was doing that, the guy who offerred me the ride into Costa Rica arrived. He too had been told that his visa was no good. I got to my friends finca/ranch/student hotel just as they were sitting down for lunch. He told me that he too had trouble four days earlier getting into the country at that border point, even though he was there for an entire year doing his Ph.D. research.

None of the other borders in Central America were hard, though I did get strip searched in one of the four times I came back into Texas from Mexico, the first two days of the trip.
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So how many words (in Spanish) do you know now? (Just wondering.)

I know that this question wasn't directed to me, but it started me thinking. I never learnt Spanish, but I ... (1) Classical guitar, of course. Recuerdos de l'Alhambra. Lágrima. Hey, that's five more words. The number keeps growing and growing.

Ahh... I suspect you might like another duo I like.. Los Indios Tabajaras.

When life looks like easy street
There's danger at your door.
- The Grateful Dead
Wait a minute. "Ariba, ariba". That's two more. Don't ever say you can't learn by watching the Bugs Bunny show.

I have a story about aribe, also. I got most of my visas for that big trip to Panama at ... in one of the four times I came back into Texas from Mexico, the first two days of the trip.

Interesting story, but I can't get past the part about removing your short-haired wig. I keep thinking about that episode in "The Sopranos" where Ralph's (Joe Pantoliano) comes off.

Tony Cooper
Orlando, FL
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La Cucaracha, anyone? What a let-down to find out, in Spanish class, what "cucaracha" meant. The song just wasn't the same after that.

The song was never about the little beast that we all know and hate. "La Cucaracha" was the name given ... you're having trouble working out why a car would be named after an insect, just think of the VW Beetle.

I'm wondering how marijuana would improve a vehicle's performance, rather than the soldiers'. Methanol fuel from hemp?

Odysseus
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I took off my short haired wig too, which might ... there.) She had arrived even earlier than I had expected.

Interesting story, but I can't get past the part about removing your short-haired wig. I keep thinking about that episode in "The Sopranos" where Ralph's (Joe Pantoliano) comes off.

My head is filled with the sounds of the Five Man Electrical Band...("imagine that! me workin' for you!")...r

"You got Schadenfreude on my Weltanschauung!"
"You got Weltanschauung in my Schadenfreude!"
I'm wondering how marijuana would improve a vehicle's performance, rather than the soldiers'. Methanol fuel from hemp?

When you look at other verses of "La cucaracha" - they're out there on the web if you search hard enough - they are even more bizarre. Making sense was not, apparently, one of the goals.

Peter Moylan http://www.pmoylan.org

Please note the changed e-mail and web addresses. The domain eepjm.newcastle.edu.au no longer exists, and I can no longer receive mail at my newcastle.edu.au addresses. The optusnet address could disappear at any time.
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And those songs from school triggered a lot of parodies. ... less said the better. Ne dites pas "disez", disez "dites".

I think it was "goûtez bien".

"Goûtons voir"? That's how I learned it as a little child. Many years later, at a party, not having thought of the song in the meanwhile, I surprised myself by singing it in the same echt parisien accent I had had when I first heard it.
I see by the light of Google that they didn't teach me all the verses, but the ones I learned were more or less like these:

Chevaliers de la Table Ronde
Goûtons voir si le vin est bon
Chevaliers de la Table Ronde
Goûtons voir si le vin est bon
Goûtons voir, oui, oui, oui
Goûtons voir, non, non, non
Goûtons voir si le vin est bon.
Goûtons voir, oui, oui, oui
Goûtons voir, non, non, non
Goûtons voir si le vin est bon.
S'il est bon, s'il est agréable
J'en boirai jusqu'à mon plaisir
J'en boirai cinq a six bouteilles
Et encore ce n'est pas beaucoup
Si je meurs, je veux qu'on m'enterre
Dans une cave où il y a du bon vin
Les deux pieds contre la muraille
Et la tête sous le robinet
Et les quatre plus grands ivrognes
Porteront les quat' coins du drap
Pour donner le discours d'usage
On prendra le bistrot du coin
Et si le tonneau se débouche
J'en boirai jusqu'à mon plaisir
Et s'il en reste quelques gouttes
Ce sera pour nous rafraîchir
Sur ma tombe je veux qu'on inscrive
Ici gît le Roi des buveurs
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