Vecais lepnums, kas gribēja Romu vērst pasaules galvaspilsētā, svelmainajā spekulācijas drudzī iekarsa līdz neprātam — visi pirka, cēla, lai atkal pārdotu, bez mēra sajūtas, bez apstājas..
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Protams, spekulācijas augsnē, gluži dabiski, bija izdīgušas bezgala daudzas finansiālas sabiedrības.. [..] Gandrīz visas tās cēla milzīgas mājas, pat veselas ielas, lai tās atkal pārdotu. Arī šīs sabiedrības spekulēja tāpat ar apbūves gabaliem un pārdeva tos ar peļņu mazākiem spekulantiem, kuru saradās aizvien vairāk.. [..] Bet ļaunākais bija tas, ka sīkie, nepieredzējušie pilsoņi bez naudas arī aizrāvās tiktāl, ka gribēja celt ēkas. Viņi aizņēmās naudu bankās un girezās pie sabiedrībām, kas tiem bija pārdevušas apbūves gabalus, lai no tām aizņemtos vajadzīgo naudu celtņu pabeigšanai. Visbiežāk šīs sabiedrības, lai nebūtu viss aizdevums jāzaudē, bija spiestas nepabeigtās celtnes tiem atņemt. Tādējādi sabiedrību rokās masveidā saplūda nepabeigtas celtnes un bojā eja bija neizbēgama. Ja miljons iedzīvotāju, kuriem šīs celtnes tika gatavotas, būtu nācis, tad peļņa būtu neaprēķināma.. [..] Tikai — iedzīvotāji, kā par spīti, negribēja nākt, telpas nevarēja izīrēt, un dzīvokļi palika tukši. Un tad nāca krīze kā zibens spēriens, kurai līdzīga pasaulē vēl nebija pieredzēta.. [..] Romā viss ir celts uz kredīta, uz trīs mēnešu vekseļiem un, galvenais, ar svešu naudu. Šeit izšķērdēto, milzīgo summu var aptuveni aprēķināt viena miljarda apjomā, no kuras četras piektdaļas bija franču nauda. Tas bija vienkāršs baņķiera darījums ar otru baņķieri; franču baņķieri aizdeva itāliešu baņķieriem naudu uz trīs ar pusi vai četriem procentiem, un tie savukārt aizdeva spekulantiem romiešu būvuzņēmējiem naudu uz sešiem, septiņiem un pat astoņiem procentiem. Tagad var iedomāties šo katastrofu, kad Francija [..] atprasīja savus astoņsimt miljonus nepilnos divos gados. Tas nozīmēja milzīgu naudas atplūdu, kas tukšoja visas itāliešu bankas; visas būvsabiedrības un tie, kas spekulēja ar apbūves gabaliem un mājām, bija spiesti dzēst savus vekseļus.. Bet vienlaicīgi tie arī biedēja valsti, draudēdami apturēt darbus un četrdesmit tūkstošus strādnieku izmest uz Romas ielas bez darba, ja valsts nepiespiedīs emisiju sabiedrības aizdot būvniecības spekulantiem piecus sešus miljonus, kas tiem bija vajadzīgi; vispārēja bankrota iebiedēta, valsts to arī beidzot darīja. Protams, šie pieci seši miljoni netika termiņos nomaksāti, jo uzceltās mājas nevarēja ne pārdot, ne izīrēt. Sabrukums sākās un izplatījās ātri; sabrukums sekoja sabrukumam.. Un, lūk, pavisam vienkārša pilsētas būvniecības krīze izvērtās briesmīgā finansiālā katastrofā, kas draudēja ar pilnīgu nacionālu bojā eju: vesels miljards bija izšķiests nevajadzīgi. Roma, kļuvusi neglīta, nesa savu kauna traipu — jaunās drupas, tukšos, atvērtos dzīvokļos, kas bija domāti piecsimt vai sešsimt tūkstošiem iedzīvotāju, kurus arvien vēl gaida.

"Nevajadzētu viena cilvēka problēmas un grēkus vispārināt, tas nebūtu taisnīgi."

A recipe for tagliatelle with sardines and prosciutto has proved a little too spicy for Penguin Australia, after a misprint suggesting that the dish required "salt and freshly ground black people" has left the publisher reaching for the pulping machine, rather than the pepper grinder.

I have had a most shameful and distressing interview with dear Tom Eliot, who may be called dead to us all from this day forward. He has become an Anglo-Catholic believer in God and immortality, and goes to church. I was shocked. A corpse would seem to me more credible than he is. I mean, there's something obscene in a living person sitting by the fire and believing in God.

Ķīnas sabiedrības informācijas panesamības spēja kopumā ir mazāka nekā attīstītajās valstīs, piemēram, ASV, un tā ir objektīva patiesība, ko neviens nevar noliegt.

But the stereotypical portrait of the zoophile as a woman-deprived, down-on-the-farm, and poorly educated male is presently being challenged by some contemporary findings.
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Earls and Lalumière report having received a number of letters and emails from people who also self-identified as zoophiles (or “zoos” as many of these individuals refer to themselves on the Internet, which has served to connect them in unprecedented ways and to attract curious researchers like flies on a barnyard wall). And many of these respondents were vehement that they didn’t fit the mentally challenged, rural stereotype reflected by Kinsey’s analysis. Some were, in fact, highly educated professionals. In other recent surveys, the majority of zoophiles scoffed at the notion that they were abusive toward animals in any way—far from it, they said.
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In an effort to disentangle myth from reality, then, Earls and Lalumière published a new case study in a 2009 issue of Archives of Sexual Behavior, focusing on the first-person account of a forty-seven-year-old, high-functioning (he earned his M.D. at age twenty-eight) and seemingly well-adjusted male who had had, by all appearances, a completely unremarkable suburban upbringing with loving parents and no memories of abuse or neglect. Nonetheless, from an early age, this man had struggled to come to grips with his own zoophiliac tendencies. Again, horses served as the primary erotic target.
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Three years later, the teenager purchased his own mare, took riding lessons and began a “long courtship” with the female horse until, finally, the pair consummated their relationship:

    When that black mare finally just stood there quietly while I cuddled and caressed her, when she lifted her tail up and to the side when I stroked the root of it, and when she left it there, and stood quietly while I climbed upon a bucket, then, breathlessly, electrically, warmly, I slipped inside her, it was a moment of sheer peace and harmony, it felt so right, it was an epiphany.

This case study reveals that, again, it’s not only mentally deficient farmhands that have sex with animals. And neither, it seems, is it simply unattractive, unsavory men who can’t find willing sexual partners of their own species. In fact, shortly after obtaining his medical degree, this particular man married a (human) woman and had two children with her. But their sex life relied on his imagining her to be a horse and—perhaps not surprisingly—the marriage didn’t last.

Flemming also found correspondence in which paleontologist Coleman Williams mentions (apropos of his tenure on the club's dinner committee) preparing a dish from balls of marrow found in the bones of a 50,000-year-old horse.

When they mate, the male cautiously creeps up on the female, mounts her, and copulates. If the female gets the chance, she will eat him, beginning by biting his head off, either as the male is approaching, or immediately after he mounts, or after they separate. It might seem most sensible for her to wait until the copulation is over before she starts to eat him. But the loss of the head does not seem to throw the rest of the male's body off its sexual stride. Indeed, since the insect head is the seat of some inhibitory nerve centres, it is possible that the female improves the male's sexual performance by eating his head.