επειδη τιποτα αλλο δεν εμεινε ΔΟΚΙΜΑΣΤΕ αυτο

may the force be with you

ΜΙΑ ΤΡΕΛΛΗ ΠΡΟΤΑΣΗ ΜΠΑΣ ΚΑΙ ΣΩΟΕΙ ΚΑΝΑ ΔΑΣΟΣ

ΚΥΡΙΕ ΥΠΟΥΡΓΕ ΑΦΗΣΤΕ ΤΟΥΣ ΚΑΤΑΠΑΤΗΤΕΣ ΝΑ ΧΤΙΣΟΥΝ ΣΤΑ ΔΑΣΗ!!!
ΜΠΑΣ ΚΑΙ ΤΑ ΦΥΛΑΝΕ ΚΑΙ ΔΕΝ ΕΧΟΥΜΕ ΦΩΤΙΕΣ!

may the force be with you

ΦΤΑΝΕΙ ΠΙΑ ..ΑΛΗΤΕΣ

may the force be with you

ΚΑΙ ΕΝΑΣ ΑΚΟΜΗ ΛΟΓΟΣ ΝΑ ΠΑΩ ΒΥΡΗΤΤΟ

may the force be with you

ΚΑΤΙ ΘΑ ΞΕΡΟΥΝ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΤΗΣ ΑΦΙΕΡΩΝΟΥΝ 18.000 SITES

may the force be with you

ΕΝΑΣ ΛΟΓΟΣ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΠΑΩ ΒΥΡΗΤΤΟ

may the force be with you

και λιγη επικη μουσικη

may the force be with you

ΧΩΡΙΣ ΣΧΟΛΙΑ

ΧΩΡΙΣ ΣΧΟΛΙΟ;

ΤΙ ΑΛΛΟ ΝΑ ΠΕΙΣ;

ΑΣ ΑΚΟΥΣΟΥΜΕ ΤΙΣ ΑΠΟΨΕΙΣ ΣΑΣ!!

......... έχεις πέσει κι εσύ στη λούμπα των θολοκουλτουριάρηδων πολυπολιτισμικών μου φαίνεται.

Πίστεψέ με, η πολυπολιτισμικότητα και η παγκοσμιοποίηση ΔΕΝ είναι προοδευτισμός.

Είναι το ύπουλο ιδεολόγημα της νέας πολυεθνικής παγκόσμιας άρχουσας τάξης, μια αμερικανιά που αναπάντεχα βρήκε υποστηρικτές και συμμάχους στην "προοδευτική-αριστερή" ιντελιγκέντσια της χώρας μας και όχι μόνο.

Αύριο το πρωί πήγαινε στο περίπτερο και πάρε το "Ρεσάλτο". Γράφεται απο αριστερούς, μη φοβάσαι, αλλά εκεί θα δεις τι εννοώ.

ΤΟ ΔΙΑΒΑΣΑ ΣΤΑ ΣΧΟΛΙΑ ΕΝΟΣ ΙΣΤΟΠΟΝΗΜΑΤΟΣ ΚΑΙ ΑΜΕΣΩΣ ΤΟΑΝΤΙΓΡΑΦΩ "ΚΑΛΗ ΤΗ ΠΙΣΤΗ" ΠΡΟΣ ΣΧΟΛΙΑΣΜΟ!!

may the force be with you

Οργή - Rage - Οργή - Rage - Οργή - Rage: Η οργή ξεχείλισε

χωρις σχολια απο εμενα αλλα με σχολια απο εσας!!!

Οργή - Rage - Οργή - Rage - Οργή - Rage: Η οργή ξεχείλισε



may the force be with you

Stepping Backward by Adrienne Rich

-
Good-by to you whom I shall see tomorrow,
Next year and when I'm fifty; still good-by.
This is the leave we never really take.
If you were dead or gone to live in China
The event might draw your stature in my mind.
I should be forced to look upon you whole
The way we look upon the things we lose.
We see each other daily and in segments;
Parting might make us meet anew, entire.
You asked me once, and I could give no answer,
How far dare we throw off the daily ruse,
Official treacheries of face and name,
Have out our true identity? I could hazard
An answer now, if you are asking still.
We are a small and lonely human race
Showing no sign of mastering solitude
Out on this stony planet that we farm.
The most that we can do for one another
Is let our blunders and our blind mischances
Argue a certain brusque abrupt compassion.
We might as well be truthful. I should say
They're luckiest who know they're not unique;
But only art or common interchange
Can teach that kindest truth. And even art
Can only hint at what disturbed a Melville
Or calmed a Mahler's frenzy; you and I
Still look from separate windows every morning
Upon the same white daylight in the square.
And when we come into each other's rooms
Once in awhile, encumbered and self-conscious,
We hover awkwardly about the threshold
And usually regret the visit later.
Perhaps the harshest fact is, only lovers--
And once in a while two with the grace of lovers--
Unlearn that clumsiness of rare intrusion
And let each other freely come and go.
Most of us shut too quickly into cupboards
The margin-scribbled books, the dried geranium,
The penny horoscope, letters never mailed.
The door may open, but the room is altered;
Not the same room we look from night and day.
It takes a late and slowly blooming wisdom
To learn that those we marked infallible
Are tragi-comic stumblers like ourselves.
The knowledge breeds reserve. We walk on tiptoe,
Demanding more than we know how to render.
Two-edged discovery hunts us finally down;
The human act will make us real again,
And then perhaps we come to know each other.
Let us return to imperfection's school.
No longer wandering after Plato's ghost,
Seeking the garden where all fruit is flawless,
We must at last renounce that ultimate blue
And take a walk in other kinds of weather.
The sourest apple makes its wry announcement
That imperfection has a certain tang.
Maybe we shouldn't turn our pockets out
To the last crumb or lingering bit of fluff,
But all we can confess of what we are
Has in it the defeat of isolation--
If not our own, then someone's, anyway.
So I come back to saying this good-by,
A sort of ceremony of my own,
This stepping backward for another glance.
Perhaps you'll say we need no ceremony,
Because we know each other, crack and flaw,
Like two irregular stones that fit together.
Yet still good-by, because we live by inches
And only sometimes see the full dimension.
Your stature's one I want to memorize--
Your whole level of being, to impose
On any other comers, man or woman.
I'd ask them that they carry what they are
With your particular bearing, as you wear
The flaws that make you both yourself and human.

may the force be with you

Diving into the Wreck

by Adrienne Rich

First having read the book of myths,
and loaded the camera,
and checked the edge of the knife-blade,
I put on
the body-armor of black rubber
the absurd flippers
the grave and awkward mask.
I am having to do this
not like Cousteau with his
assiduous team
aboard the sun-flooded schooner
but here alone.
There is a ladder.
The ladder is always there
hanging innocently
close to the side of the schooner.
We know what it is for,
we who have used it.
Otherwise
it is a piece of maritime floss
some sundry equipment.
I go down.
Rung after rung and still
the oxygen immerses me
the blue light
the clear atoms
of our human air.
I go down.
My flippers cripple me,
I crawl like an insect down the ladder
and there is no one
to tell me when the ocean
will begin.
First the air is blue and then
it is bluer and then green and then
black I am blacking out and yet
my mask is powerful
it pumps my blood with power
the sea is another story
the sea is not a question of power
I have to learn alone
to turn my body without force
in the deep element.
And now: it is easy to forget
what I came for
among so many who have always
lived here
swaying their crenellated fans
between the reefs
and besides
you breathe differently down here.
I came to explore the wreck.
The words are purposes.
The words are maps.
I came to see the damage that was done
and the treasures that prevail.
I stroke the beam of my lamp
slowly along the flank
of something more permanent
than fish or weed
the thing I came for:
the wreck and not the story of the wreck
the thing itself and not the myth
the drowned face always staring
toward the sun
the evidence of damage
worn by salt and away into this threadbare beauty
the ribs of the disaster
curving their assertion
among the tentative haunters.
This is the place.
And I am here, the mermaid whose dark hair
streams black, the merman in his armored body.
We circle silently
about the wreck
we dive into the hold.
I am she: I am he
whose drowned face sleeps with open eyes
whose breasts still bear the stress
whose silver, copper, vermeil cargo lies
obscurely inside barrels
half-wedged and left to rot
we are the half-destroyed instruments
that once held to a course
the water-eaten log
the fouled compass
We are, I am, you are
by cowardice or courage
the one who find our way
back to this scene
carrying a knife, a camera
a book of myths
in which
our names do not appear.

From Diving into the Wreck: Poems 1971-1972 by Adrienne Rich.

may the force be with you

μαυρο χιουμορ!

να προσεχετε με ποιες κανετε παρεα!!!

may the force be with you

ΤΟΥ ΚΟΣΜΟΥ ΤΑ ΤΡΕΛΛΑ!!!

ΑΥΤΟ ΔΙΑΒΑΣΑ ΚΑΙ ΕΜΕΙΝΑ ΜΕ ΤΟ ΣΤΟΜΑ ΑΝΟΙΧΤΟ

ΤΙ ΑΛΛΟ ΘΑ ΔΟΥΝ ΤΑ ΜΑΤΙΑ ΜΑΣ!!!!

Feta vs. Hummus? One thing in common: Olives

Rival factions clashed fiercely again on Wednesday, disputing the relative merits of 'feta' versus 'hummus'. Palestinian families remain deeply divided on this heated culinary debate.

Chanting "stop the killing," hundreds of people marched through the city. They were then senselessly shot at by unknown assailants -- killing two demonstrators and wounding four.

"This is insanity!" cried one grieving mother. "Why can't we all get along?

"Meanwhile, the United Nations has proposed a slight hope for peace in something called 'The Greek Proposal' -- which involves resolving the dispute over a plate of Kalamata olives.

may the force be with you

standings

Pos Driver Nationality Team Points
1 Lewis Hamilton British McLaren-Mercedes 58
2 Fernando Alonso Spanish McLaren-Mercedes 48
3 Felipe Massa Brazilian Ferrari 39
4 Kimi Räikkönen Finnish Ferrari 32
5 Nick Heidfeld German BMW 26
6 Giancarlo Fisichella Italian Renault 13
7 Robert Kubica Polish BMW 12
7= Heikki Kovalainen Finnish Renault 12
9 Alexander Wurz Austrian Williams-Toyota 8
10 Jarno Trulli Italian Toyota 7
11 Nico Rosberg German Williams-Toyota 5
12 David Coulthard British Red Bull-Renault 4
12= Takuma Sato Japanese Super Aguri-Honda 4
14 Mark Webber Australian Red Bull-Renault 2
14= Ralf Schumacher German Toyota 2
16 Sebastian Vettel German BMW 1
17 Scott Speed USA STR-Ferrari 0
17= Rubens Barrichello Brazilian Honda 0
17= Anthony Davidson British Super Aguri-Honda 0
17= Jenson Button British Honda 0
17= Adrian Sutil German Spyker-Ferrari 0
17= Christijan Albers Dutch Spyker-Ferrari 0
17= Vitantonio Liuzzi Italian STR-Ferrari 0


may the force be with you

Atheist Life vs Religious Life

may the force be with you

ΛΑΙΔΗ ΜΑΡΜΕΛΑΔΑ

ΚΑΙ ΛΙΓΗ ΣΕΞΥ ΜΟΥΣΙΚΗ




force be with you

ΦΑΝΤΑΣΤΙΚΟ

http://stage6.divx.com/user/royxnavy/video/1134107/Hand-Jobs,-the-Arts


may the force be with you

το παρατραβαμε το ...... και θα σπασει

ΘΕΩΡΩ ΑΥΤΟ ΤΟ ΕΞΩΦΥΛΛΟ ΑΚΡΩΣ ΠΑΡΑΤΡΑΒΗΓΜΕΝΟ ΚΑΙ ΚΑΘΟΛΟΥ ΕΙΚΑΣΤΙΚΟ

may the force be with you

ερχεται συντομα για να μας καταπληξει

may the force be with you

sexy δυναμικες και χαρτινες

may the force be with you

για μια και μονο γυναικα

sensa una donna

demis roussos

marvelous

και λιγη μουσικη

ακουστε και αυτο!!

το ανθελληνικο ημερολογιο

ξεκιναω μια προσπαθεια να καταγραψω βιογραφικα τα προσωπα που εκαναν ζημια στο ελληνικο εθνος και πολιτισμο. Τα σχολια δικα σας ετσι ωστε να μην κατηγορισουμε κανεναν χωρις λογο αλλα και να δωσουμε την πραγματικη εικονα !

ελατε λοιπον για γονιμη αντιπαραθεση στο

ΑΝΘΕΛΛΗΝΙΚΟΝ ΗΜΕΡΟΛΟΓΙΟ

may the force be with you

fly me to the moon

Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words darling kiss me
Fill my life with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I hope for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love you

may the force be with you

moody blues

"Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is

I can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.

Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going thru
They can understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end,
And I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth isI can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

may the force be with you

DC COMICS FLEXING MANGA MUSCLES

DC COMICS INVESTS IN JAPANESE PUBLISHER FLEX COMICS

New York, New York -- DC Comics, the world's largest English language comic book publisher announced today an investment in Flex Comix, a newly established manga production and publishing company in Japan. Flex Comix is comprised of a diverse consortium of investors including DC Comics, SOFTBANK TECHNOLOGY, Archetype Technologies, MOVIDA ENTERTAINMENT and T&M. Flex Comix will create original manga titles that will be distributed digitally across the web and on mobile phones with subsequent print editions available through traditional book trade outlets throughout Japan.
The agreement will position DC Comics as the worldwide English language print and digital publisher of titles created by Flex Comix. In March 2007, DC established DC Comics Japan, Ltd. to invest into and manage its interest in Flex Comix. This marks the first time an English-language publisher has made a significant investment in an overseas manga company. The move will complement DC’s existing manga imprint, CMX.
“Flex Comix’ publishing model provides a cutting-edge platform for manga readers to enjoy our titles in online, mobile and print formats,” said Seiji Takakura, CEO of Flex Comix. “DC Comics and Flex Comix have forged a partnership that will bring authentic Japanese manga to the worldwide English language audience in new and exciting ways. We have many exciting plans in the works that we will be announcing in the coming months.”
"Flex Comix is an innovative force within the exciting world of manga,” said Paul Levitz, DC Comics President and Publisher. “We look forward to working closely with them.”
“Flex Comix represents the synergy between several important and diverse mediums, including video games, marketing, IP creation companies and world class technology - all dedicated to creating original manga and then bringing those properties to film, television and interactive entertainment," said John Nee, DC Comics Vice President of Business Development and Flex Comix Board Member. "Our strategy for both digital and traditional publishing builds on our existing commitment to bring great comics to fans worldwide.”
Details on the exact nature of the DC Comics/Flex publishing plan will be announced at a later date.

may the force be with you

Lewismania set for overdrive

By Kevin Garside
F1 Centre: all the action as it happened
Kevin Garside blog: Lewis burning bright

In pics: Another win for Hamilton

Lewis Hamilton stepped quietly out of the back door of the McLaren base in Indianapolis, and into the unknown. When Hamilton left the UK a fortnight ago, he was big news in Formula One, but not yet a winner. After successive victories in Canada and the US, he returns home public property No 1, blown across the Atlantic by a hurricane of his own making.

Uneasy truce: Lewis Hamilton and Fernando Alonso have been given license to push as hard as they dare

The British Grand Prix is less than three weeks away. Whatever happens at the French Grand Prix next week Hamilton's 10-point advantage over team-mate Fernando Alonso in the drivers' championship guarantees that he will pitch up at Silverstone on top of the world.
Formula One has seen nothing like it. In the space of seven races Hamilton has transformed this particular sporting playground into a Hollywood set. He is the hottest ticket not only in motorsport, but arguably in any sport. McLaren are in the middle of a gathering storm, the character of which they have yet to properly establish. The looming British Grand Prix fills them with dread and excitement in equal measure. Dealing with Lewismania has become a 24/7 operation.
The man charged with keeping the Hamilton phenomenon on course is McLaren team principal Ron Dennis. After another extraordinary chapter in the life of the 22-year-old Briton, Dennis hardly knew whether to laugh or cry. "It's a new experience for all of us. I'm just trying to use common sense to make sure that we handle everything the right way.
"We've all had a bit of skirmish in the early races. We have seen them both [the drivers] caught up in things. They have to be monstrously careful about how they talk about each other to the press. We want to be thinking what a great achievement this is rather than waiting to put the next fire out.
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"It is clearly an unusual set of circumstances. What we have now is even more exciting than anything Michael Schumacher gave us and he gave us a lot," Dennis said.
"The British GP will put us under a lot of pressure. I'm told tickets are selling fast. I hope, though, that what we have done in the last two weekends will make it a brilliant occasion for everybody. "
There are two elements that require managing in the coming weeks; one professional, the other private. Dennis' influence extends only to the former. The latter Hamilton will have to work out for himself. Hamilton's father, Anthony, has been approached by a number of sports management heavyweights. For now the plan is to contain the frenzy without taking the Beckham route.
Dennis said: "His life will change. There is an inevitability about that. The invasion of his privacy will become a big issue. He will have to find somewhere to live to avoid that. I don't know whether he will be able to continue to do things as he did before. We have spoken about it with him. The important thing is to make sure it does not impact negatively on his racing."
Hamilton has remained untouched by the hysteria brewing around his meteoric rise. He is expected at Silverstone this week where the teams conduct three days of testing ahead of the back-to-back grands prix in France and Britain. Dennis has given both drivers licence to push as hard as they dare in pursuit of the world drivers' crown. Indianapolis illustrated the value of that policy, providing the audience with moments of rare drama.
"I was holding my breath," Dennis said. "It [Alonso's challenge against Hamilton down the back straight on lap 38] was a hero to zero moment. Nothing demonstrates more than that just how much our drivers are allowed to race. It is going to be a great season for us. They will have every opportunity to compete. It's stressful but manageable. Alonso is behind but in the fortunate position of being in a car that can win."
It would be absurd to discount Alonso at this point. He was marginally quicker than Hamilton in Canada and Indianapolis, paying a heavy penalty for mistakes in qualifying that twice gave Hamilton pole position. Alonso is also learning to adjust to the new force in the game. The indicators point to a colossal duel in France and Britain, and beyond.
"My job is to provide the right environment for both our drivers to compete," Dennis said. "They are both committed to winning. We are pushing like hell to improve. We will come to France with a very strong racing car."
http://sport.telegraph.co.uk/garside


may the force be with you

ΠΡΟΣ ΑΠΑΝΤΑΣ ΤΟΥ ΕΧΘΡΟΥΣ ΗΜΩΝ!!

ΜΗΝ ΤΣΙΤΩΝΕΤΕ ΜΕ ΤΙΣ ΜΑΛΑΚΙΕΣ ΠΟΥ ΚΑΝΟΥΜΕ ΣΤΑ ΕΣΩΤΕΡΙΚΑ ΜΑΣ.

ΑΜΕ ΕΡΘΕΤΕ ΘΑ ΦΑΤΕ ΤΙΣ ΣΦΑΛΙΑΡΕΣ ΣΑΣ, ΓΙΑ ΤΑ ΚΑΛΑ.

ΓΙ'ΑΥΤΟ, ΤΗΝ ΜΠΑΝΑΝΑ ΣΑΣ ΚΑΙ ΣΤΑ ΚΛΟΥΒΑΚΙΑ ΣΑΣ.!!

may the force be with you

ΤΟ ΘΑΥΜΑ ΤΗΣ ΖΩΗΣ

ΑΦΙΕΡΩΜΕΝΟ ΣΤΗΝ ΜΕΛΙΝΑ ΚΑΙ ΣΤΟ ΝΙΚΟ

ΑΝΤΕ ΜΕΛΙΝΑ ΜΕ ΕΝΑ ΠΟΝΟ!!

may the force be with you

ΜΙΑ ΕΛΠΙΔΑ ΜΙΑ ΑΓΚΑΛΙΑ

ΕΛΠΙΔΟΦΟΡΟ ΚΑΙ ΚΛΕΜΕΝΟ ΑΠΟ ΤΗ TRIBBLES ΑΣ ΓΙΝΟΥΜΕ ΟΛΟΙ ΜΙΑ ΑΓΚΑΛΙΑ




may the force be with you

ΓΙΑ ΤΑ ΓΕΓΟΝΟΤΑ ΣΤΗΝ ΑΣΤΥΝΟΜΙΑ ΔΗΛΩΣΑΝ

ΟΛΟΙ ΜΑΖΙ ΜΕ ΜΙΑ ΦΩΝΗ:

ΟΥΓΚΑ ΓΚΑ ΟΥ ΓΚΙ ΓΚΙ ΓΚΑ ΓΚΑΟΥ ΚΙΚΙ ΚΑΚΑ ΑΟΥΓΚΙΚΙ ΑΟΥΓΚΙΚΙ ΚΑΚΑ ΟΥΓΚΑΟΥ ΚΑΚΑ!!!!

may the force be with you

ΜΙΑ ΑΚΟΜΗ ΑΠΟΨΗ ΠΕΡΙ ΑΣΤΥΝΟΜΙΑΣ....

ΠΑΝΤΑ ΠΙΣΤΕΥΑ ΟΤΙ Η ΠΛΕΙΟΝΟΤΗΤΑ ΤΩΝ ΑΣΤΥΝΟΜΙΚΩΝ ΚΑΤΑΤΑΣΣΕΤΕ, ΟΧΙ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ
ΕΠΙΒΑΛΕΙ ΤΟΝ ΝΟΜΟ, ΟΥΤΕ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΤΟΝ ΔΙΑΧΕΙΡΙΣΤΕΙ, ΑΛΛΑ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΒΡΕΘΕΙ ΠΕΡΑ ΚΑΙ
ΠΑΝΩ ΑΠΟ ΑΥΤΟΝ!!!

may the force (not the police force) be with you.

ΑΝ ΖΟΥΣΕ ΘΑ ΗΤΑΝ 79 ΧΡΟΝΩΝ

Ο ΚΟΣΜΟΣ ΘΑ ΗΤΑΝ ΠΟΛΥ ΚΑΛΥΤΕΡΟΣ

ΤΙΜΗ ΚΑΙ ΔΟΞΑ

may the force be with you

ΟΤΑΝ Ο ΣΟΣΙΑΛΙΣΜΟΣ ΑΠΟΚΤΑΕΙ ΗΡΩΕΣ...

ΕΙΝΑΙ

Η ΠΕΡΙΕΡΓΑ ΦΑΝΤΑΣΤΙΚΟΙ ΚΑΙ ΥΠΕΡΒΑΤΙΚΟΙ

Η ΠΕΡΙΕΡΓΑ ΦΑΝΤΑΣΤΙΚΟΙ ΚΑΙ ΑΘΑΝΑΤΟΙ

ΚΑΙ ΔΕΝ ΕΧΟΥΝ ΣΧΕΣΗ ΜΕ ΠΑΠΑΡΗΓΑ ΚΛΠ ΠΕΡΙΣΣΟΣ ΜΕΡΙΑ

the force be with you

ΓΙΑ ΕΝΑ ΕΚΑΤΟΜΥΡΙΟ ......

για ανθρωπους με κινητικα προβληματα επισκεφτητε τον πιο κατω ιστοτοπο

http://www.1million4disability.eu/

με την υπογραφη σου βοηθας

may the force be with you

THUNDERCATS..............

may the force be with you

Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the

Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge

Many and varied sinners suffer eternally in the multi-leveled Malebolge, an ampitheatre-shapped pit of despair

Wholly of stone and of an iron colour: Those guilty of fraudulence and malice; the seducers and pimps, who are whipped by horned demons; the hypocrites, who struggle to walk in lead-lined cloaks; the barraters, who are ducked in boiling pitch by demons known as the Malebranche.

The simonists, wedged into stone holes, and whose feet are licked by flames, kick and writhe desperately. The magicians, diviners, fortune tellers, and panderers are all here, as are the thieves. Some wallow in human excrement. Serpents writhe and wrap around men, sometimes fusing into each other. Bodies are torn apart.

When you arrive, you will want to put your hands over your ears because of the lamentations of the sinners here, who are afflicted with scabs like leprosy, and lay sick on the ground, furiously scratching their skin off with their nails. Indeed, justice divine doth smite them with its hammer.

Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Extreme
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Extreme
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Moderate

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Lewis Hamilton: the new king of Bore-mula One

The 22-year-old driving sensation has taken motor racing by storm. It's just a shame that it's such a deadly dull dud of a sport.

He’s young, gifted and black. He’s already being compared to Tiger Woods - and not just because he’s a great driver. And he’s British. Clear the road, there’s a juggernaut of hyperbole heading this way about 22-year-old Lewis Hamilton.
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In fairness to Hamilton, he has had an unprecedented run of success for a rookie driver on the grand prix circuit. He won for the first time in Montreal on Sunday, but he’s never finished outside the top three in his first six races and he is top of the driver’s championship, eight points clear of team-mate and current world champion Fernando Alonso. In fact, Alonso is already getting so irritated by the attention Hamilton is receiving (and his success) that he’s squealing to the Spanish press about favouritism within the McLaren team. And this after Hamilton was ordered by McLaren team bosses not to attempt to overtake Alonso during the previous race in Monaco, effectively handing the Spaniard victory on a plate. Dead sulky, them Latin types.

Here’s a taster of the kind of thing that’s getting up Alonso’s nose: ‘Lewis Hamilton may not be the youngest driver to win a Formula One race, but his victory in yesterday’s Canadian grand prix will take its place among the most remarkable achievements in the history of the sport. As the first driver whose approach to the job comes close to matching the sophistication of his machine, he has single-handedly raised the stakes for his own generation and those to come.’ So says Richard Williams in the Guardian, swiftly forgetting all the other fabulous drivers in the past - including the recently retired seven-time world champion, Michael Schumacher - who were clearly a bunch of amateurs.
And yet Williams provides one of the more measured commentaries on Hamilton’s sole win as a grand prix driver. Other journalists have gone into underwear-soiling overdrive.

Before we get too excited, we should remember that Hamilton is by no means a shoo-in for the championship. There have been six races so far. There are 11 to go, and the season doesn’t conclude until 21 October, in Brazil. Plenty of time for accidents, bad luck, equipment failure or a simple loss of form. Not that I’m wishing any of the above on Hamilton, who is clearly very talented, but it’s time for the hysterical British press to calm down.

After all, Hamilton happens to have landed a drive in what is currently the best car in Formula One. While other drivers work their way through the ranks of lesser teams - or never go any further - young Lewis has an absolute beast of a vehicle at his disposal. If we compare the way Hamilton burst on to the scene with, for example, Michael Owen’s emergence 10 years ago, it all seems a bit cushy. Would we have been quite so impressed with the way the young prodigy skipped past Argentina’s defenders at the 1998 World Cup if the opposition had all been forced to wear flip-flops instead of football boots? I don’t think so. Yet the advantage of driving for McLaren seems just as unfair.

There are also the potential distractions of life ‘in the fast lane’. Hamilton is young, passably good-looking (even if he still looks about 12), and now fairly wealthy - with a bucketload of big-money endorsements no doubt waiting to be signed. He’s surrounded by very attractive women who seem to have a thing about racing drivers and who will no doubt want to be shown a good time. Racing drivers are in some ways perfect company for aspiring models since they’re probably not allowed to eat either. After all, there’s no point in some engineering whizzkid shaving thousandths of a second off the car’s lap-time only for some lard-arse to get behind the wheel.

Let’s hope for the sake of his career that Hamilton turns out to be as single-minded and, frankly, boring as Michael Owen - or the pants-wetting eulogies of the British media will seem like premature congratulation.
Still, ‘boring’ shouldn’t be a stretch for someone in such a dull sport. Driving a Formula One car must be fantastic. They’re fast, they look cool and they’re almost pointlessly noisy. When I was young, they experimented with motor racing on the streets of my hometown, Birmingham. Even a mile-and-a-half away, the sound of cars hurtling past the Central Mosque was pretty loud. Hitting 200mph on the straight, or whizzing round tight bends at speeds that would get your licence taken off you if you did them on the motorway, is about as thrilling as it gets.
Watching such cars going round and round for 70-odd laps is as dull as ditchwater. On a Sunday afternoon, even the EastEnders omnibus is a rollercoaster ride of thrills in comparison.

But the race itself is as exciting as it gets. On ITV, petrolheads get to watch not only the main event on Sunday, but the practice on Saturdays, too. Imagine if they did that with football: ‘And Lampard’s producing some excellent stuff in the keepy-uppy with Gerrard, Terry and Rooney - which can only bode well for tomorrow’s match.’

This is Formula One, where they can have lengthy conversations about how much fuel they’ve got, what kind of tyres they’re using or whether they will stop once or twice. That’s the kind of conversation I have with the missus when we’re on the motorway: to stop once, but make it a really good one - say, a service station with a Marks and Spencer Simply Food that sells really nice sandwiches - or stop twice and slum it with whatever swill passes for coffee from Wimpy these days.

Incredibly, these guys don’t get a sandwich, a coffee or even a chocolate bar when they stop for fuel, never mind Nectar Points on their purchases. In fact, they only stop for about 8.4 seconds - and if it’s 8.5 seconds, some mechanic’s gonna get whacked behind the pit lane.

This is the sport which is supposed to be at the cutting edge of automotive technology but seems to devote inordinate energy to concocting rules to make the cars go slower. If you happen to be in one of the top cars - basically, a McLaren or a Ferrari - the object of the exercise is to get to the first corner in front and only take as many pit stops as your main rival. Then, unless the pit crew manage to set fire to the car, the rest of the race is a procession.

It’s not even that dangerous, anymore. In a sport where the very best have been killed (like Ayrton Senna in 1994) or burnt to within an inch of their lives (like Niki Lauda in 1976), Sunday’s race was notable for a hair-raising crash in which the driver, Robert Kubica, suffered a slight concussion and a sprained ankle. No one wants to see people hurt, of course; but the feeling that drivers were operating at the limits of personal safety certainly gave the sport some edge in the past.
Perhaps I’m being churlish. After all, given that Hamilton’s only serious competition at the moment appears to be his teammate Alonso, the grand prix season is already turning into a two-horse race. So, much like the Premiership, then.
Rob Lyons is deputy editor of spiked.

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