Some sketches from Project DanteAll will be revealed later...
Much later.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
This is a post I did for a little thing I'm working on.
Dear Reader
It seems that our warning has not been heeded. Therefore we must proceed then.
Welcome sinners to Hell as our heroes arrive at the gates to the underworld. The line starting with ' abandon hope' is often misquoted as being the start and indeed the end of a statement, as oppsed to it merely being the end of a much longer statement. Without further ado I introduce to you Dante's Inferno Canto III
Canto III
'Righteous anger made me be 1
My master is divinity'
These words their meaning so unclear
'Abandon hope, who enter here' 4
Inscribed above the gate it read
The words above my quaking head
Had seen and to my master cried
Who looked at me with counting eye 8
'Beyond this gate' he says to me
'A journey through calamity 10
Now you must set your fear at bay
If you would last this fearsome way 12
For you will see the land of death
Where first to go is intellect
And you must never hesitate
If you would see far heaven's gate' 16
And saying so he took my hand
And entered we among the damned
Where whispers strange and dreadful sounds
Came pouring from the very ground 20
And beating hands fanned turbid air
For those who failed to choose dwelt there
Then Virgil turned to me and said
With words of fear full dipped in dread 24
'These souls that writhe before your eyes
Are those in life who chose no side
And angels who from conflict strayed
When God and Satan battle made 28
And so from world made black and white
These cowards who chose not to fight
The heavens cast them out in shame
Their greatest sin, they lived in vain' 32
'But why so loud do these souls wail?'
I asked him with my lips turned pale
He looked at me with hooded gaze
'I'll say it short I can' he says 36
'The world will let no fame endure
Of these poor souls from heaven spurned
Beyond all hope we must disdain
These wretched souls that live in pain' 40
And so the great one quickly passed
As vision on my eyeball cast
A banner moved across the plain
And conga line there chased in vain 44
A million souls and more I saw
And some I knew to break God's law
The sky was filled with wasps and flies
As tears of blood fell from their eyes 48
That rained onto a mess of worms
Which feasted as their bellies churned
Beyond the press of screaming souls
A river cross the landscape flowed 52
And then I saw the crowded shore
'Who are these souls?' I then implored 54
But Virgil did not answer me
He moved away then beckoned he
And once beside the restless stream
A shape I saw from darkest dream
As boat then sails from out of dark
By Charon helmed with eyes like sparks 60
Then cried he loud in dreadful shout
And gestures as he sorts souls out
'Oh woe to you corrupted souls
By heaven now abandon hope 64
I'll lead you to the other side
To darkness, pain and burning fire'
And then he turns to me and says
'You shall not pass o yee not dead' 68
My guide then Virgil turns to him
And silenced him with sentence grim
Saying 'Charon, don't torment your mind
His passage has been willed you'll find 72
And one should do what one is told
So ferry us cross water cold'
Then silence fell on woolly cheeks
As round him spirits gnashed their teeth 76
And cursed their very lives they did
Then Charon to their fate he bid
I could not grasp this fearful scale
Of evil passed through mortal vale 80
And then the ground began to shake
The red air burned now set ablaze
The burning earth beneath my soles
Was rocking like the Beatles roll 84
And sudden I was in a sweat
As whirlwinds from the pit past swept
My mind recoiled from this fould taint
And keeled I down in sudden faint 88
This is a fairly straight adaption of the real Canto from the Comedy. I like the imagary in it, they'res a lot of very obscure but logical ideas knocking around in the verse. (his not mine)
Dante and Virgil, his guide, enter under the gate into the underworld. Virgil tells Dante that the people he sees in torment are the cowards who failed to pick a side in life and angels that refused to fight for God or for Satan at the great rebellion. Beyond them lies the river Acheron and the boatman Charon, culled from classic legend.
When Charon sees Dante he tells him that he will not ferry the living. Virgil intervenes telling Charon that his passing has been blessed from above, ref. Dante Inferno Canto III Line 95
A huge spasm rocks the the plain and foul vapors and blasts of light knock Dante into a sudden faint. Beyond this place lies the first circle of hell proper, this place being reserved for those that both heaven and hell refused to house because of their lack of choice.
1 Line one refers to the inscription on the gate which seperates the dark wood from the underworld. It follows by saying 'My Master was divinity.' A reference to God.
4 The traditional incantion that people remember of the gates incription. The reference is actually much longer. It goes (depending on translation) something like this.
THROUGH ME THE WAY INTO THE SUFFERING CITY
THROUGH ME THE WAY TO ETERNAL PAIN
THROUGH ME THE WAY THAT RUNS AMONG THE LOST.
JUSTICE URGED ON MY HIGHEST ARTIFICER;
MY MAKER WAS DIVINE AUTHORITY
THE HIGHEST WISDOM AND THE PRIMAL LOVE
BEFORE ME THERE WAS NAUGHT BUT ETERNAL THINGS MADE
AND I ENDURE ETERNALLY
ABANDON EVERY HOPE, WHO ENTER HERE
10 Once before the gate Virgil turns to Dante and warns him about what he must face.
12 fearsome way Hell
24 Lines 24 and onwards point to the existence of this first circle. Virgil first describes them as 'those who lived without disgrace and without praise.' and 'coward angels' ref Milton Paradise Lost.
43 'A banner moved across the plain' actually refered to by Dante as 'saw a banner that, as it wheeled about, raced on - so quick that respite seemed unsuited to it.' In Dante's deeply ironic vision of the afterlife the fallen souls are often punished with tortures that directly answer their particular sin. Between the gate and the river Acheron which lies ahead the plain is crowded with a multitude and through this a banner flies all about. Behind this the cowards are forced to chase, a metaphor for the choices they refused to make when still alive. What a wheeze.
Your very best friend
Brother Grim
PS My Colleague (Brother Grimy) has promised to provide some sketches (at last) of the work beyond Canto I. I shall post them post haste.
PPS Please consider yourselves warned (yet again.)
Dear Reader
It seems that our warning has not been heeded. Therefore we must proceed then.
Welcome sinners to Hell as our heroes arrive at the gates to the underworld. The line starting with ' abandon hope' is often misquoted as being the start and indeed the end of a statement, as oppsed to it merely being the end of a much longer statement. Without further ado I introduce to you Dante's Inferno Canto III
Canto III
'Righteous anger made me be 1
My master is divinity'
These words their meaning so unclear
'Abandon hope, who enter here' 4
Inscribed above the gate it read
The words above my quaking head
Had seen and to my master cried
Who looked at me with counting eye 8
'Beyond this gate' he says to me
'A journey through calamity 10
Now you must set your fear at bay
If you would last this fearsome way 12
For you will see the land of death
Where first to go is intellect
And you must never hesitate
If you would see far heaven's gate' 16
And saying so he took my hand
And entered we among the damned
Where whispers strange and dreadful sounds
Came pouring from the very ground 20
And beating hands fanned turbid air
For those who failed to choose dwelt there
Then Virgil turned to me and said
With words of fear full dipped in dread 24
'These souls that writhe before your eyes
Are those in life who chose no side
And angels who from conflict strayed
When God and Satan battle made 28
And so from world made black and white
These cowards who chose not to fight
The heavens cast them out in shame
Their greatest sin, they lived in vain' 32
'But why so loud do these souls wail?'
I asked him with my lips turned pale
He looked at me with hooded gaze
'I'll say it short I can' he says 36
'The world will let no fame endure
Of these poor souls from heaven spurned
Beyond all hope we must disdain
These wretched souls that live in pain' 40
And so the great one quickly passed
As vision on my eyeball cast
A banner moved across the plain
And conga line there chased in vain 44
A million souls and more I saw
And some I knew to break God's law
The sky was filled with wasps and flies
As tears of blood fell from their eyes 48
That rained onto a mess of worms
Which feasted as their bellies churned
Beyond the press of screaming souls
A river cross the landscape flowed 52
And then I saw the crowded shore
'Who are these souls?' I then implored 54
But Virgil did not answer me
He moved away then beckoned he
And once beside the restless stream
A shape I saw from darkest dream
As boat then sails from out of dark
By Charon helmed with eyes like sparks 60
Then cried he loud in dreadful shout
And gestures as he sorts souls out
'Oh woe to you corrupted souls
By heaven now abandon hope 64
I'll lead you to the other side
To darkness, pain and burning fire'
And then he turns to me and says
'You shall not pass o yee not dead' 68
My guide then Virgil turns to him
And silenced him with sentence grim
Saying 'Charon, don't torment your mind
His passage has been willed you'll find 72
And one should do what one is told
So ferry us cross water cold'
Then silence fell on woolly cheeks
As round him spirits gnashed their teeth 76
And cursed their very lives they did
Then Charon to their fate he bid
I could not grasp this fearful scale
Of evil passed through mortal vale 80
And then the ground began to shake
The red air burned now set ablaze
The burning earth beneath my soles
Was rocking like the Beatles roll 84
And sudden I was in a sweat
As whirlwinds from the pit past swept
My mind recoiled from this fould taint
And keeled I down in sudden faint 88
This is a fairly straight adaption of the real Canto from the Comedy. I like the imagary in it, they'res a lot of very obscure but logical ideas knocking around in the verse. (his not mine)
Dante and Virgil, his guide, enter under the gate into the underworld. Virgil tells Dante that the people he sees in torment are the cowards who failed to pick a side in life and angels that refused to fight for God or for Satan at the great rebellion. Beyond them lies the river Acheron and the boatman Charon, culled from classic legend.
When Charon sees Dante he tells him that he will not ferry the living. Virgil intervenes telling Charon that his passing has been blessed from above, ref. Dante Inferno Canto III Line 95
A huge spasm rocks the the plain and foul vapors and blasts of light knock Dante into a sudden faint. Beyond this place lies the first circle of hell proper, this place being reserved for those that both heaven and hell refused to house because of their lack of choice.
1 Line one refers to the inscription on the gate which seperates the dark wood from the underworld. It follows by saying 'My Master was divinity.' A reference to God.
4 The traditional incantion that people remember of the gates incription. The reference is actually much longer. It goes (depending on translation) something like this.
THROUGH ME THE WAY INTO THE SUFFERING CITY
THROUGH ME THE WAY TO ETERNAL PAIN
THROUGH ME THE WAY THAT RUNS AMONG THE LOST.
JUSTICE URGED ON MY HIGHEST ARTIFICER;
MY MAKER WAS DIVINE AUTHORITY
THE HIGHEST WISDOM AND THE PRIMAL LOVE
BEFORE ME THERE WAS NAUGHT BUT ETERNAL THINGS MADE
AND I ENDURE ETERNALLY
ABANDON EVERY HOPE, WHO ENTER HERE
10 Once before the gate Virgil turns to Dante and warns him about what he must face.
12 fearsome way Hell
24 Lines 24 and onwards point to the existence of this first circle. Virgil first describes them as 'those who lived without disgrace and without praise.' and 'coward angels' ref Milton Paradise Lost.
43 'A banner moved across the plain' actually refered to by Dante as 'saw a banner that, as it wheeled about, raced on - so quick that respite seemed unsuited to it.' In Dante's deeply ironic vision of the afterlife the fallen souls are often punished with tortures that directly answer their particular sin. Between the gate and the river Acheron which lies ahead the plain is crowded with a multitude and through this a banner flies all about. Behind this the cowards are forced to chase, a metaphor for the choices they refused to make when still alive. What a wheeze.
Your very best friend
Brother Grim
PS My Colleague (Brother Grimy) has promised to provide some sketches (at last) of the work beyond Canto I. I shall post them post haste.
PPS Please consider yourselves warned (yet again.)
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Canto I, III, IV, V & VI are done with some further revision needed at a later date to refine the sins and punishments of the different levels. I'll be posting some sketches later for some of the later Canto's (sketches being drawings not verses.)
Blogger seems to be choking right now so I'll post the sketches later.
PS If you haven't checked out the vid below of the AutoUnion Type D then treat yourself, do it.
Blogger seems to be choking right now so I'll post the sketches later.
PS If you haven't checked out the vid below of the AutoUnion Type D then treat yourself, do it.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
The Auto Union Type D in an event in New York, thats the Audi LeMans in the background at the end. You can see some drawings I did of this car here
Project Dante
Canto VI
Then upon my minds reviving 1
Found myself on ground reclining
Saw I things that chilled my marrow
Souls immersed in graves foul shallow 4
Blinking back the tears now streaming
Eyes stung blind by blizzard screaming
Hailstones gross and raindrops greasy
Rancid stench makes stomach queasy 8
Under tumbled surface moaning
Spirits of the damned lay groaning
Over these a demon towered
Burning eyes of three heads glowered 12
All the while they scream like dogs
Trapped beneath this stinking bog 14
So Virgil stoops while I in awe
And throws he earth into the maw
Who wimpers like a scalded pup
Then over goes till toes were up 18
So walked we then across this field
Of sinners under water sealed
And Virgil told me who they were
The gluttons who did linger there 22
Then saw I spirit in the distance
Questioned I mirage existence
Figure turns to me fast walking
Starts this gargoyle anguished talking 26
Screams he does his face in pain
Battered by the stinging rain
'Oh you that travel through this hell
Recall me fore I downward fell?' 30
'I can't recall' I answered him
'No person with your visage grim
But tell me sir about your flaw
That cast you out against God's law?' 34
'For gluttony I fell in sin
Beyond all hope of risen King
But tell I tale of city great
Where sickness is the native state 38
I tell you this, within three suns
The walls will shake to many guns'
'What happens to these fractured souls?'
In agony I begged to know 42
'Can none be saved?' I almost raved
'The path to hell is merit paved'
He ghastly said with lips all torn
'No none shall live' to me he warned 46
'I need to know' to him I plead
'My fellows all do God's word heed?'
He looked at me and ghastly said
'They all fell here upon their death 50
Six billions souls and more on earth
But only one or two of worth
For every million doomed to burn
There might be one who heaven earns' 54
He goes all quite and dips his brow
My guide says 'He will rise not now
Until the final judgement come
When answer all to Saviour's drum' 58
Then walking down Inferno's path
He brings us close to Plutus wrath 60
Canto VI
Then upon my minds reviving 1
Found myself on ground reclining
Saw I things that chilled my marrow
Souls immersed in graves foul shallow 4
Blinking back the tears now streaming
Eyes stung blind by blizzard screaming
Hailstones gross and raindrops greasy
Rancid stench makes stomach queasy 8
Under tumbled surface moaning
Spirits of the damned lay groaning
Over these a demon towered
Burning eyes of three heads glowered 12
All the while they scream like dogs
Trapped beneath this stinking bog 14
So Virgil stoops while I in awe
And throws he earth into the maw
Who wimpers like a scalded pup
Then over goes till toes were up 18
So walked we then across this field
Of sinners under water sealed
And Virgil told me who they were
The gluttons who did linger there 22
Then saw I spirit in the distance
Questioned I mirage existence
Figure turns to me fast walking
Starts this gargoyle anguished talking 26
Screams he does his face in pain
Battered by the stinging rain
'Oh you that travel through this hell
Recall me fore I downward fell?' 30
'I can't recall' I answered him
'No person with your visage grim
But tell me sir about your flaw
That cast you out against God's law?' 34
'For gluttony I fell in sin
Beyond all hope of risen King
But tell I tale of city great
Where sickness is the native state 38
I tell you this, within three suns
The walls will shake to many guns'
'What happens to these fractured souls?'
In agony I begged to know 42
'Can none be saved?' I almost raved
'The path to hell is merit paved'
He ghastly said with lips all torn
'No none shall live' to me he warned 46
'I need to know' to him I plead
'My fellows all do God's word heed?'
He looked at me and ghastly said
'They all fell here upon their death 50
Six billions souls and more on earth
But only one or two of worth
For every million doomed to burn
There might be one who heaven earns' 54
He goes all quite and dips his brow
My guide says 'He will rise not now
Until the final judgement come
When answer all to Saviour's drum' 58
Then walking down Inferno's path
He brings us close to Plutus wrath 60
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Project Dante
I've done all the canto's up to VI which I'm now working on. I skipped Canto II altogether for the moment, I just couldn't get it to work. I'll deal with it later, maybe when I figure out how to end the entire thing after XXXIV. More on that later. I've done a lot of sketching and I think I have Virgil and Dante designed somewhat to my liking but nearly everything else is in a state of flux.
I have to say that things are going faster than I thought they might. Perhaps because the story and framework are already provided, I don't know yet. Anyway, the Inferno is turning out to be a fascinating study.
I told my father what I was doing when he was here on vacation (as you Americans say.) He seemed somewhat shocked asking 'do you know what thats about?' I know what its about, who else does, no one really seems to have read it. It sometimes appears that as a species we don't particularly have need for the thing instead of the symbol. What I mean is that 'Dante' or the 'Inferno' is enough, basically we have replaced the entire poem with a reference to its author or its first part. But whats inside? Maybe it doesn't matter and things such as this contain something different for each person. Maybe the very reference of 'Dante' simply conjures up for us our own level within its boundaries. It is enough that it be and that someone else has read it.
I've done all the canto's up to VI which I'm now working on. I skipped Canto II altogether for the moment, I just couldn't get it to work. I'll deal with it later, maybe when I figure out how to end the entire thing after XXXIV. More on that later. I've done a lot of sketching and I think I have Virgil and Dante designed somewhat to my liking but nearly everything else is in a state of flux.
I have to say that things are going faster than I thought they might. Perhaps because the story and framework are already provided, I don't know yet. Anyway, the Inferno is turning out to be a fascinating study.
I told my father what I was doing when he was here on vacation (as you Americans say.) He seemed somewhat shocked asking 'do you know what thats about?' I know what its about, who else does, no one really seems to have read it. It sometimes appears that as a species we don't particularly have need for the thing instead of the symbol. What I mean is that 'Dante' or the 'Inferno' is enough, basically we have replaced the entire poem with a reference to its author or its first part. But whats inside? Maybe it doesn't matter and things such as this contain something different for each person. Maybe the very reference of 'Dante' simply conjures up for us our own level within its boundaries. It is enough that it be and that someone else has read it.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Canto IV
I woke to heavy thunderclap 1
As if two titans met and clashed
And stood then I and stared around
To see what place had me surround 4
I found myself upon the brink
The burning edge of hell's first ring
And looked I down into abyss
Deep valley that was filled with mist 8
And cries and wails assailed my ears
Moans of sadness dim and drear
Whispers by me slowly drifted
From a crowd of people lifted 12
Children sighed in sadness born
Before the savior crowned in thorns
Guide Virgil leads the way ahead
As followed I in growing dread 16
So we traversed that lonely way
With halting breath I softly prayed
And on the road through Limbo town
I saw a host all spread around 20
'You know the crime for which we dwell
Upon the bitter slopes of hell?'
I answered 'No' as down I climbed
He stumbled then as if struck blind 24
'The only sin we've ever known
Is not to worship God alone
These born before the risen Christ
Salvation lost for un-baptized' 28
'Can none be saved?' I begged to know
He told me this in voice full slow
'When first I came to this foul place
I saw a Lord descend in flames 32
And gathered he the kings of old
Were lifted in his golden robe
And all the lords of Israel past
Were saved as helpless demons gnashed 36
Now thirteen hundred years have gone
And yet poor Virgil lingers on
For always and a day we'll bide
In death beyond the risen Christ' 40
That God would let these souls be damned
In burning pit their spirits crammed
Because they knew not God alone
He cast them from his shining throne 44
So on we walked through hell's first ring
With subjects filled but with no king
And so beyond this Limbo town
We found the gate to second round. 48
I woke to heavy thunderclap 1
As if two titans met and clashed
And stood then I and stared around
To see what place had me surround 4
I found myself upon the brink
The burning edge of hell's first ring
And looked I down into abyss
Deep valley that was filled with mist 8
And cries and wails assailed my ears
Moans of sadness dim and drear
Whispers by me slowly drifted
From a crowd of people lifted 12
Children sighed in sadness born
Before the savior crowned in thorns
Guide Virgil leads the way ahead
As followed I in growing dread 16
So we traversed that lonely way
With halting breath I softly prayed
And on the road through Limbo town
I saw a host all spread around 20
'You know the crime for which we dwell
Upon the bitter slopes of hell?'
I answered 'No' as down I climbed
He stumbled then as if struck blind 24
'The only sin we've ever known
Is not to worship God alone
These born before the risen Christ
Salvation lost for un-baptized' 28
'Can none be saved?' I begged to know
He told me this in voice full slow
'When first I came to this foul place
I saw a Lord descend in flames 32
And gathered he the kings of old
Were lifted in his golden robe
And all the lords of Israel past
Were saved as helpless demons gnashed 36
Now thirteen hundred years have gone
And yet poor Virgil lingers on
For always and a day we'll bide
In death beyond the risen Christ' 40
That God would let these souls be damned
In burning pit their spirits crammed
Because they knew not God alone
He cast them from his shining throne 44
So on we walked through hell's first ring
With subjects filled but with no king
And so beyond this Limbo town
We found the gate to second round. 48
Canto V
So then we neared hell's second gate 1
I saw a vision carved from hate
The demon Minas flicked his tail
To whip the damned until they wailed 4
With stripes he left on peoples souls
Their place in hell was bound to roll
Then seeing me the demon cried
'Welcome to hell, the way is wide!' 8
My guide then quickly turned to him
And silenced him with sentence grim
'O Minas don't torment your mind
His passing has been blessed you'll find 12
And one should do just what ones told
So carry us through portal cold'
The demon Minas lashed his tail
But us he could not we assail 16
As walked we through to hell's next round
My ears were numbed by dreadful sound
Saw I a flock of starlings there
Now down now up in burning air 20
In a cloud of millions tattered
Down and out and in they scattered
Screaming all the time in voices
Cursing God for lifes poor choices 24
Blown about by hells hot fury
Doomed by God alone, no jury 28
I asked my master 'Who are these'
'Who struggle on this restless breeze?' 32
My master stood with brows crease covered
'Tis the fate for mankind's lovers
See the souls who broke God's laws
Queen of old who scandal caused 36
Cleopatra follows next
Her sinful soul denied all rest
Next the heroes of fair Troy
Immortal souls by cyclone toyed' 40
Ladies great and knights full bold
Were tossed within this blizzard cold
And spied I then some souls I'd known
Who suffered in the tempest blown 44
'Master might I call these two?'
I asked as by me hot wind blow
'I'm sure they'll come' to me replied
So called I then as by they flied 48
So came they over circled me
And listened to my begging plea
'Oh battered souls Inferno blow
How came you to this place most low?' 52
They answered me with heartfelt cry
'Our souls were cast here when we died
While books we'd read of Lancelot
Have cast us out, our souls it cost 56
Though we had loved each other well
It damned us both to live in hell'
They spoke to me of all they were
And wept I then with tears unspared
These gentle souls by God's define
Had desecrate the human shrine 60
My mind recoiled from hellish strain
So down I went in faint again 62
So then we neared hell's second gate 1
I saw a vision carved from hate
The demon Minas flicked his tail
To whip the damned until they wailed 4
With stripes he left on peoples souls
Their place in hell was bound to roll
Then seeing me the demon cried
'Welcome to hell, the way is wide!' 8
My guide then quickly turned to him
And silenced him with sentence grim
'O Minas don't torment your mind
His passing has been blessed you'll find 12
And one should do just what ones told
So carry us through portal cold'
The demon Minas lashed his tail
But us he could not we assail 16
As walked we through to hell's next round
My ears were numbed by dreadful sound
Saw I a flock of starlings there
Now down now up in burning air 20
In a cloud of millions tattered
Down and out and in they scattered
Screaming all the time in voices
Cursing God for lifes poor choices 24
Blown about by hells hot fury
Doomed by God alone, no jury 28
I asked my master 'Who are these'
'Who struggle on this restless breeze?' 32
My master stood with brows crease covered
'Tis the fate for mankind's lovers
See the souls who broke God's laws
Queen of old who scandal caused 36
Cleopatra follows next
Her sinful soul denied all rest
Next the heroes of fair Troy
Immortal souls by cyclone toyed' 40
Ladies great and knights full bold
Were tossed within this blizzard cold
And spied I then some souls I'd known
Who suffered in the tempest blown 44
'Master might I call these two?'
I asked as by me hot wind blow
'I'm sure they'll come' to me replied
So called I then as by they flied 48
So came they over circled me
And listened to my begging plea
'Oh battered souls Inferno blow
How came you to this place most low?' 52
They answered me with heartfelt cry
'Our souls were cast here when we died
While books we'd read of Lancelot
Have cast us out, our souls it cost 56
Though we had loved each other well
It damned us both to live in hell'
They spoke to me of all they were
And wept I then with tears unspared
These gentle souls by God's define
Had desecrate the human shrine 60
My mind recoiled from hellish strain
So down I went in faint again 62
Poor MichaelI talked to a friend yesterday about the Suzuka result. He thought I was going to gloat about Micheals engine going boom but was suprised to find me saying that the entire thing was a pity.
It was a pity, it was a pity just like the stewards stepping in at Monza was a pity. I wanted to see these guys race, I wanted to see a competition to the bitter end, not a mechanical failure and certainly not an arbitary judgement from a partisan steward in one or other drivers favor. On the one hand I'm very sorry for Michael, the title is lost. On the other, well I have been pushing for Alonso to win for the season. I've supported Alonso because he could take the fight to Michael and Ferrari, not because he was dominating the competition but with him there is a competition.
When I saw the Ferrari lump go I was stunned, Ferrari's don't break do they?
They do.
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