Una amiga que ya no se encuentra en este plano de existencia solía contarnos [al staff] la anécdota que ella escuchó, —de quien sabe quién y de quién sabe cuándo— el borlo, por así apuntarlo, fue de que cuando Diego regresó a México y la pinche gente enjaquecosa le abordaba con la puta pregunta de:
¿Qué hiciste en París?
Diego solía responder:
… pos’nomas me hice pendejo.
En fin, quién sabe si ese desgaste de tinta [porque el primer borrador de este inconsecuente Blog se escribe con una Bic® ensamblada en Tijuana] tenga unos mililitros de veracidad, lo cierto es de que Alfred Molina en su paso por un set de Hollywood que se suponía que era el Rockefeller Center, allí donde chambea el mismísimo “Cousin Joe”, le dijo al puto de Edward Norton [esposo en aquél entonces de Frida Kahlo … perdón esposo en aquél entonces de Salma Hayek!!! ¡Con una chingada, ¡staff!!!Con Salma Hayek, no con Frida Kahlo, ¡pendejos! no confundan los choco-roles con los pingüinos… anygüey, comentaba de que Alfred Molina le dijo a Edward Norton de que él [don Diego] no iba a quitar a LENIN del mural que el magnate [del Rockerfeller Center] le había comisionado, en primera instancia a dibujar.
… en otras palabras; en su paso por París, quien sabe porque San-Diego se apachurró con los BoBo’s del Sena, pero según Hollywood, don Diego en Nueva Yol’ no fue el Pendejo de ningún magnate; porque mismo si el puto de Mr. Rockefeller lo “invitó” a que pintara un mural —en donde hoy son los estudios de MSNBC— y luego, instigado [el magnate, no San-Diego] por la presión de almas tímidas y lambisconas del sistema de WALL STREET le dijo a Diego, que borrara el material, don Diego [propiamente] procedió a no doblarse —y pues eso, eso estuvo bien.
Tenga pues, su pinche muro.
En Fin, lo más seguro es de que San-Diego no cambió el contenido de lo que ese PINTOR fue a plasmar, y menos, por las méndigas preocupaciones de algunos timoratos de Washington, D.C., siendo que desde un —puto—principio, don Rockefeller sabía muy bien de qué trataba la obra del más talentoso de Coyoacán.
Así las cosas… o “como dicen en Banderilla, Veracruz”: c’est comme ça!
13 de febrero, 2018
Sabbatical Day N° 40e French Theory
…With François Hollande:
St. Valentine’s Eve.
… brought to you,
by:
The Tam Tam Princesse, Frida Kahlo Collection of 2018
(In stores now).
2018 toca, según el Zodiacode los Tacos Orientales de Cuernavaca, a el PERRO, Claro – de color – agradecido, y el elemento de ese can es la Tierra; a ver cómo nos va, con Israel cuando vayamos a Vallarta… con Flores para La Casa.
But first, the following must be read in a Paul Harvey’s voice… Good Day!
Page 4 (n° 2208) 12 février, 2018
For the second week in a row The Unthinkable, The Unfathomable has happened, “The Eagles” have made the news “Oh Boy”. An F-16 has been downed by the pro-Regime ground forces of Hezbollah in Syria; needless to say, the Patriots over in Israel are devastated and On-Alert.
… lo prometido es deuda y aquí la historia de El Metro en DirectMatin… because of course you know that it was the French who invented, well, you know… ya para que chingados les digo.
The staff, being an ultimate fan of the original ‘TALICA line-up, which included an Original “Fiend Club” Bass Head, keeps up with this sort of actualities because next to Global Warming, the Holy Wars over on the Promised Land happens to be one of the earthly issues that identifies US– ALL as the caveman of the Galaxy… but “Don’t Panic,” because the intergalactic “Pony Express” of one of theose “shit-country foreigners from Africa” is en-route to the Final Frontier looking for aid.
Une Religion a Encadrer
Meanwhile, over on PAGE 8 at the Hôtel de Matignon, there’s a Religion that still needs to be Framed … there is a Religion that needs to be fitted for a frame—or something like that. Gerard Collomb, se dice Favorable para que el Estado “intervenga” en el desarrollo… “o como dicen los franceses en Aguascalientes TV y, de el Canal Once Televisión”, en la enseñanza o en —La Formacion de imams, que…
mismo que como diría –a lo mejor– don Mario Moreno “Cantinflas”… no es lo mismo; pero que con el paso del Señor Tiempo se integra igual, así más o menos como integraron a La Mismísima Virgen María de Guadalupe en La Guarida de Quasimodo… en La Catedral de Nuestra Señora de París, allí mismo en dónde don Napo se coronó él mismo, como Emperador; y que para Causa con Frijoles Refritos… si es igual!
asíde la mismísima manera como se forman los Obispos Primados de toda América latina, sean de El Perú o de Le Mexique, como « beatos de La República »… anygüey, cualquier parecido con ROMA, pues es pura coincidencia « Chato », y mejor ya no digo nada sobre la cuestión del dialecto de los corsos [como segunda lengua en su Isla] porque Brontis, allá en La Prefectura de La Cité, se nos puede poner —mañana para nuestra cita, de San Valentín con Marianna— pues, algo especial.
La del Re-integro:
Como ganar en el ajedrez en tres brincos. Uno, Dos, Tres.
[Woman’s Voice
Westward Ruth in the role of Sarah Silverman]
… we now return to:
The Tam Tam Princesse, Frida Kahlo Collection of 2018
… previously on the Tam Tam Princesse Advertisement Campaign:
Brozo : ¿Y qué quiere ese hijo de la chingada conmigo, eh?
VoIP 1 : Quiere que por favor le tire un cable a la oficina de él, a la de Echo Park.
Brozo : Um-que la tiznada … Ya valió, no contaba con su astucia.
“THE CALL“
[Landline telephone rings]
– Ring… ring
– Ring… ring
– Ring… ring
[Voz de mujer]
– Good Morning, Gary Sanchez without an accent productions.
How may I direct your call?
[Voz de macho mexicano… Brozo “the shady clown”, pura mexicanidad pura, chingao’ yahora, hasta con los huevos del Toro del otro día]
– Good morning, señorita, con el senor Víctor Trujillo “plis”
– One momentito, please hold.
– Ring… ring
– Ring… ring
– Riing… ring
[Man’s voice Víctor Trujillo]
– Yes, Lola, who is it?
– It’s the fucking Clown
– Ah, yes, the Fucking Clown, “put him on”
Brozo :
– ¡Licenciado!
– Hola, Brozo, ¿cómo has estado?
– Muy bien, aquí listo para echar a volar “La Galería” y pues acabo de recibir su mensaje, ¿en qué le puedo servir?
– Ah, mira, no esperaba respuesta tan pronto, pero ya que te tengo “en linea”, –cabrón…
[…pensó sin decir en voz alta el patrón del pinche payaso tenebroso]
– Fíjate que saltó una oportunidad para exprimirle unos Euros a las enaguas de Santa Frida y necesitamos localizar a tu “Reata”, cabrón
[Ahora si le salió bien natural el descriptor, en voz de Trujillo]
– Faltaba menos licenciado… ahorita mismo después del show se la localizo.
– No Brozo, no me la localices a mi; mandasela al cabrón de Donnie Deutsch.
Lolita te va a dar sus datos para que la pongas en contacto con el gringo.
– Ah, muy bien, licenciado
– Muchas gracias Brozo.
Oyes, Brozo, aquí está Catalonio Barcelonneto de Peralvillo, ¿lo recuerdas?
– Sí. Afirmativo.
– Dice que ¡Chingues a tu madre! Ja, Ha, Ja…
– Ah ese pinche Catalonio, dígale que le tocan unos whisky-ses-ses al pinche norteño, y que ya deje de hacerse, Güey, el muy cabrón.
– Saludos, Brozo.
– Hasta la próxima, Licenciado.
TimeStamp : 1900 hours in CET… this entry needs editing. Si nos dejan, mañana la corregimos…
… because as you know it was the French who invented ReasoN, after all, —y’all.
Catalonio Barcelonnetto de Peralvillo
Pg. 17 of:
“A most inconsequential prelude never told“.
Los Tres brincos (PRD, MORENA, PAN) para recuperar el mandado de La Federación, ¿y porqué no? una posible candidatura a Los Pinos en el 2014 —o mismo— en menos de Seis meses. }–~~\*> Uso justo de todos los tipos de Cambio… oda al Profe. Quintana Silveyra: master consegliere en Chiwagüita, capital.
12 de febrero, 2018 Sabbatical Day N° 39
“Como Ganar en el ajedrez en menos de tres BrincoS…
and StoP worrying about a $900 millones de Pesos (Mx);
o lo que es lo mismo en la LinguA FrancA de nuestra actualidad, $48 Million federal (USD) budgetary retention for your State…
¡Chihuahua! – ¡Faltara menos!
Si así fueran para esclarecer el asesinato de Miroslava, su asesoramiento para el “governator” Javier Corral, profesor Quintana, sería uno de Cinco Estrellas, donc… falta ver a donde rechingados se va a destinar esa morralla pactada con La Federación.
Note to editors:
Lo siguiente es una digresión, y un Asterisco(*) en esta entrada representa la voz de hembra de Ruth la del Poniente(Westward Ruth) jugando el rol, –por supuesto– de Sarah Silverman.
* “Since we are all driven by émotions, our belief that we might be ground by RationaL thought is a vain pipe dream … is a VaiN illusion.”
Stanley Kubrick’s : Napoleon 2011 Taschen GMBH
Editor: Alison Castle
… did we mentioned that it was printed in CHINA?
… ¿o sea, que les dieron pur-it-it-it-itoChile para llevar?… pues en las palabrotas de don Jorge Saldaña: ¡no, ‘pos qué poca madre la de esos señores legisladores!
*Note to all FRANCOPHONEeditors at La Condesa, en Coyoacán, o mismo en El “Tec” de Monterrey:
ISSY… “PIPE” in this context does not mean, I repeat, DOES NOT MEAN “fellatio”, just as “cock” does not necessarily mean “chile” as in the vernacular vocabulary repertoire that might be used inside of a Mexican cantina; por ejemplo Raquelito, and in the style of an Urban Dictionary example, the “put it in a sentance” reference would look something like this:
Chile. [Sex]
A mostly Mexican slang word for penis.
– Did you go to the party last night? – Yes, yes i did, but i did not stay.
– Why?
– It was a Chile fest, only the princesse’s co-workers were there.
– So you should have stayed!
– Nahhh, the line was way too long.
“pipe”, as it was mistakenly typed-in on the Kubrick’s quote is closer to thecloudsof a “Sueño Guajiro”, and “Cock” is just one of three positions of a hammer on a heater, eh.
TimeStamp: 19h30 in CET y ya se nos acabó el Veinte para la maquinita de los intergüevs à Le Beaubourg.
* NAPO was bearly 20 [and] serving as a young Artillery “Louie” when 14 July of 1789 marked the beginning of the French Revolution (The Taking of The Bastille). If LOUIE XVI had encouraged Social Reforms (thus) making himself Leader of The Revolution, it is possible that he could have changed The Course of History [… and if Hitler had been accepted into Art School; WWII as we know it today would have developed in a more colourful way]… NOW, according to Jan Harlan (Paris 2008), in Alison’s Castle edition of Napoléon : the greatest movie never made; the King was set in his ways, and being under the GREAT PRESSURE from the aristocracy all over Europe to Resist The REVOLUTION, in the end he decided to flee. NAPO later fell victim to that same Inability to Recognize the Need For Change, and like LOUIS, he failed to consider the FUTURE and see himself through the eyes of his adversaries. }–~~~\*>Fragment borrowed and adapted for this most inconsequential Blog from a Print Shop in CHINA, via: TASCHEN (2011)… Fair use of History and of all media.
ANAKELLY, Skin Trade:
“In Explotation’s name… she’s working all through the night, don’t think about it when it comes to making money… Doctors are the Revolution Gave Us…”
…in Stanley Kubrick’s Pipe Dream, Napoleon: a French Odyssey… Napoleon:The Greatest Movie Never Made 2011 TASCHEN GMBH Editor Alison Castle
PRINTED IN CHINA… where else?
11 de febrero, 2018 Sabbatical Day, N° 38 Valentine’s date with Marianne…
Dear, Marianne;
You and me have one more date, and i just love the way that your facelessmonster [as Tocqueville referred to your Bureaucracy] likes to pick our dates, the last one, if you recall was on December the 22nd of last year, and if i recall correctly, the « recepisse » issued to me on that day was the last one for the year, a nice little British lady, by-the-way, received her legal residence permit at the same moment and the people on the other side of the interrogation deskreview desk kind of celebrated that occasion before everyone in that office took off that week to enjoy Noël and Sylvestre.
I will not go through the list of requirements that your public officials asked of me, if your Great République was to let me be… let’s just say that they hit me with a CATCH-22; your people want me to register this blog as a small business… or something like that, but the first thing that the office in charge of registering said enterprises told me, is that they will not let me register this most inconsequential Blog without a «JOURNALIST CARD» or «CREDENTIALS» that vouch for my trade, which as you should recall from our first date in Los Angeles, California, [November of 2010] my trade and passion is that of a photojournalist… good or bad that’s what i do.
Needless to say, Brontis at the Préfecturerevoked my Credentials because yours truly was not earning my French Taxable pay-checks from a University (doing research) or from a news outlet jerking my wee-wee off. Anyway, your people in High Places seem to have forgotten – yeah right!? – that my journey to France, was an INDEPENDENT RESEARCH about Mexican Corruption, not a Grant or Sponsored study about Frida Kahlo, per say... o dígamos.
Anyway, dearest CARYATID of Liberty turned into a bust around the World, we both know that the real REASON that my Carte de Sejour was revoked, was because the Government of France, under François Hollande WAS COMPLICIT in PROVIDING the MEXICAN PRESIDENT, Enrique Peña Nieto, with the PRESTIGE that he needed in order to make, as Jorge Ramos wrote last week on his syndicated column, MEXICO’s IMAGE PROBLEM GO AWAY.
Next Wednesday, you and ihave another dance to waltz to; i ask that you please consider that after all was said an done, that yours truly warned you about how providing FRENCH MILITARY INTELLIGENCE to the Mexican Armed Forces was a very bad idea, your DEPOT Group at the Prefecture —should— at least acknowledge that the makers of this most inconsequential Blog, [Armando Segovia and Armando Serrano Prieto] at least had a very good hunch of what a fuck was going on.
That, my dear, is more than what Professor John Mill Ackerman and Pablo Gleason can vouch for; for at that very same time, when the Mexican President was having his Donald Trump Day run (on Bastille Day 2015) they wereherding all of the Mexican opposition into a little movie theater where they comfortably reviewed documentaries about the Zapatistas and probably Gilberto Bosques (also) at a Cinema calledLe Clef, while – mind you – half of France was protesting after the National Celebration –on the Streets… we [the Staff] are not going to say against who, because that’s what research libraries, and fuckinig Bing® are for.
Without anything more to add, i remain a lover of most things French.
Yours Truly,
Armando Segovia
Editor of this most inconsequential Blog.
P.S.
The Bpi (Biblioteca de información pública) at the Centre Pompidou at Beaubourg… does not have the basic “paint software” found on the nodes of La Mairie de Paris Library network, so please stand-by for “imagery” until Tuesday, because public libraries don’t open on Mondays (at least in Paris) … but of course, you know that.
In the Mean Time, dear Marianne, here’s a picture of my favorite jewish person, and i hope that you can find Both the Humor and the Irony behind this Albert à l’ouest snapshot; BTW, there is no cutline for it, it just is what it is: UN USO JUSTO DE TODOS LOS MEDIOS, that’s all.
Defectors included members of units that received training in counter-terrorism, counter-intelligence, interrogation and strategy from French, Israeli and US advisers, according to a 2005 FBI intelligence document.”
Mexico:’The training stays with you’: the elite Mexican soldiers recruited by cartels:
10 de febrero, 2018 Sabbatical Day N° 37 El Año del Perro Agradecido « It’s a put on »
1100 hours CET… The Tam Tam Princesse Advertisement Campaign
« La Boutique »
from Saint Sulpice Place
75006 – CEDEX SDF*
*Sans Domicile Fisc
« People Forget »
[Voz de macho mexicano Brozo « The Shady Clown » is getting ready to Vlog his Friday mornings show, called « La Galería », the clown is multitasking a VoIP conference call with his Business Development Strategy Group. He is in a make-up room at a Churubusco Studio annex; Veronika; a staff member – por sus huev…– (de Brozo), o algo así, at « El Mananero Diario punto com » is putting the final touches on Brozo’s most notorious hair piece; the camera shot for this sceneis fixed on different angles of the wig; use Castle, with Larry King as a visual for reference.
Shine on you Crazy Diamond. }-~~~\*>Fair use of The King and “the” Castle.
Brozo : ¿Quién?
VoIP 1 : Víctor Trujillo, señor.
Fue el señor Víctor Trujillo quien le dejo el mensaje –señor
Brozo : The Who?
VoIP 1 : Víctor Trujillo, señor. El mismísimo de las oficias corporativas de Santa Monica, California.
Brozo : ¿Y qué quiere ese hijo de la chingada conmigo, eh?
VoIP 1 : Quiere que por favor le tire un cable a la oficina de él, a la de Echo Park.
Brozo : Um-que la tiznada …
Ya valió, no contaba con su astucia.
VoIP 2 : No creo que se trate de eso, licenciado.
Dice el Dr. Netas que el asunto va por el lado de la oferta de un patrocinador para su programa ahora que los ajiotistas que lo estaban patrocinando, a usted licenciado, ya dejaron de soltar billete… Riah – Ta – Ta !Tenga!
VoIP 1 : Sí, licenciado, dice el puto del Dr. Netas – ya ve usted como es de garra ese cabrón– ques’que una empresa de lencería francesa anda buscando a su « Reata » para que ella mueva el bote portando los culottes de Frida.
Brozo : ¿Neta –Pinche, Paquito?
Veronika : Pues es cuestión de que le marque, lic., y lo agüerigüe; no se haga güey.
No, pos si; ni hablar, ni que decir. Por eso México puede presumir una excepcionalidad que de Guatemala para el resto de los territorios del Sur, los pares de todos esos présidentes que antecedieron a “El Peñato”, no pueden le pueden negar al encargado del patio trasero de los EEUU… y no se lo pueden negar ni de pedo, compadre — ni-de-pedo. }–~~~\*>
[Mientras tanto en una oficina de Echo Park, Gary Sanchez,Víctor Trujillo y Guillermo del Toro están difrutando de un suculento “Take-out” de In-N-Out Burger ™, (del Toro, lo disparó, es más, el galardonado director fue a quien le tocó hacer el viaje por el “Drive Thru”)…el edificio en dóndemeriendan es uno de esos cantones en dónde muchas generaciones de México-Americanosvieron a sus hijos crecer, d’esos con escalones para ingresar por la entrada principal y con sus dos palmeras en cada extremo. Sin embargo, y para hacer memoria, trascendió que durante los mismos meses que coincidieron con los desordenes por cuestiones raciales en Los Angeles (abril 1992) el fenomeno de la gentrificación comenzó a expulsar tanto a los dueños y a los inquilinos de viviendas y hogares alrededor de ECHO PARK… para la vuelta de Siglo, Pantalion Films y Televisa ya se habían hecho propietarios de varias casitas que utilizaban como oficinas o mismo, como departamentos de soltero/a para hacer todo tipo de pachangas que ibán desde bautizos y primeras comuniones, hasta la orgia obligatoria luego de concluir equis producción.]
[Landline Telephone Rings…]
— Ring-ring…
[At the originating end of the telephone call Brozo awaits that someone picks up the telephone, he just finished snorting some powdery substance]…
To be continued…
TimeStamp: 21h45 CET with no motherfucking Daylight Saving Times… Context Follows.
9 de Febrero de 2018
Sabbatical Day N° 36
Context follows…
This is a TIME–Delayed entry, but it coincides with Senator Joseph McCarthy (R-WI) who in 1950, according to DirectMatinNews launched a “Witchhunt” against anyone that he suspected of being a Communist in the U.S. of A., “Les Mouchards Américaines” would enjoy aprofit from a 4-year purge party.
8 de febrero, 2018
Sabbatical Day N° 35
French Theory part Deux
Go – Go – Go _ Johnny Be Good.
Twice a day, even a broken clock is right on schedule… this entry must be read in a Brian Williams voice at both the 11th Hour in the EST zone and at the 2300 hrs. in CET coordinates.
El Universo de un País… visto desde el MicroCosmos de París. Context Continues To Follow… }-~\*> Uso justo de Todos los Medios.
Everyone, even the Devil himself [1] is entitled to his own regressions, provided of course that Morning Star would want to bend the knee and pray to The Superstar —in the First Place— and so in the context of the Mexican Election of 2018, here’s a Daisy Chain for John Mill Ackerman, Russian journalist political pundit extraordinaire who never reads this blog, for starters, the staff left instructions to invoke Godwin’s Law just in case anyone tries to twist this particular cross reference puzzle into something that it is not, because tonight we begin with a Nazi mantra, which claimed that if you repeat a rumor or a lie –long enough– that the lie, or the rumor would eventually become a fact… or something like that.}-~\*> Por ejemplo (Raquelito) if tenured Law professor, John Mill Ackerman continues to say that he is a journalist, a large percentage of people who see him on Russian television, or whoread his opinion columns on the Mexican Left-of-Center print pages, are going to end up believing that Dr. Ackerman es un periodista… he is not. Professor Ackerman is a political pundit [and like the Anne Coulter of the U.S. Extreme Right, Ackerman is a populist one], and although he might deny it, he is also a bullhorn for the Andrés Manuel López Obrador campaign, just ask his wife, she’s on the ticket of that same party to head the Función Publica Bureau, which happens to translate into a sort of internal affairs regulator for public officials; on another entry (si nos dejan), we intend to cover doña Sandoval and her brother, along with Johnny’s parents and their institutional liberal ties, in the true sense of the word, and not the FOXNews interpretation of that ideological viewpoint [2]; for now we’ll leave it at that. }-~~\*> Anygüey, Dr. Ackerman, it’s a good thing that you don’t read this most inconsequential blog, because if you did; the staff would surely ask if you recallthe many occasionswhen the staff, tried to get an interview with you in order to get some insight on the Mexican political landscape of 2014/2015. From our recolection,you always tap-danced your way out of a formal inquiry and played the Fifth (no contest) like Beethoven played a song Für eLISE(Charmel). }-~~~\*> As the opinionated desk commentator that you really are, the staff cannot understand why a guy like you is not a fan of a thing called legwork in the realm of shoe leather reporting… our guess is that, that is what PhD candidates and university students are for, they go out and get the talking points for intellectual pimps like you. }-~~~~\*> Now to keep things professional, and as a side of comparison to contrast your style of political transparency and most importantly, of engagement, your ex political party co-legionaire, Víctor Quintana Silveyra, now the consigliere of Chihuahua governor, Javier Corral, won’t let me lie – because he can’t! You see, Johnny, before Dr. Quintana switched political parties, and regressed to the Right-Wing party(Partido Acción Nacional) from the Left-Wingers of the Movimiento de Regeneración Nacional (MORENA) he had the professional and ethical courtesy of allowing the editor of this most inconsequential blog, to:
1) Sit in
2) Listen
3) Participate
4) Challenge him
during two of his semester courses at a Sorbonne annex, the very same annex where you proselytised to students about the only presidential choice for Mexico during the next election… true, El Priato is one of the most corrupt entities on the planet, but then again when asked if you were going to protest/and or manifest against the “cinito mexicano” courtesy of EPN for the French, to give Mexico as Jorge Ramos, wrote, “a better image,”… or something like that, you Sir, remained at ease, like a soldier on leave that you never were. Kind of like your President of the UNITED STATES, or have you renounced to your “American Citzenship”?
… Context Continues to follow… ibid.
Full Disclosure disfrazado de una Digresión :
back in 2011, when the staff of this most inconsequential blog first landed at « the CDG Airport », they were all for having the first Socialist president since President Lázaro Cárdenas del Río; today in 2018, we are not too sure. The reason, because MORENA, like an evangelical church has tuned into the party of Born Again politicians; not to mention his allegiance with the ultra conservative political party, called Encuentro Social… y por si faltará menos, por la pusilinamidad [como el Senado francés] de tomar una posición concreta sobre la despenalización y regularización de La Cannabis para consumo del personal, in addition, por lo que dice la captura del GIS Report sobre la voluntad de « erradicar desde la raíz» el Nepotismo Institucionalizado adentro de la NOMENCLATURA de MORENA.
Truth be told, Dr. Ackerman, the staff didn’t blame you (in the begining) for the shade given to our former colleague, Armando Serrano Prieto, when he made the first requests to interview you, but rather, he knew all along that the dirty rumors about Armando Segovia/Armando Serrano Prieto were really the sow of discord of LA OBRA del ESPÍRITU SANTO… perdón, “la” OBRA de la mini-nomenclatura of the local MORENA-FRANCIA chapter, the fellows over at the Gilberto Bosques Association – PARIS, and of course the their starchy cousins on the Left known as the amalgam of El Frente Amplio (de Izquierda) Mexicano.
Their opaque attitude towards transparency and open dialog and debate is perfectly aligned with the disciples of Antoine de Mouchy, a theologian of the XVI Century who according to DirectMatinNews [3] was the head asshole (with TENURE) and chief inquisitor in charge at La Sorbonne during the Religion Wars against the protestants. Mouchy had a vast network of sycophants and spies that he used to track, sniff and root out the celestial opposition. That’s why today in France, people who conspire against a critic are called “mouchards”. Ain’t That right Talía and Pablo of the “cinito mexicano circuit”… ¿o a poco no Francisco, en Monterrey?
The Misfits y los hijos del Quinto Patio. Un Film de puros borrachos hablando de la Historia… o algo así. }–~~~\-*> Uso justo del Fiend Club… “We’re Out of Pizza, We’re Out of Pizza — Not You, Not You; it’s just Evil all of the Time!“
[Man’s voice Jeff Goldblum gives an update on the Penelope Cruz acquisition for the Tam Tam Princesse Advertisement Campaign role, of the CARYATID]
— Hey, Good news from the Talent Agency that handles the contracts for Penelope Cruz, we’ve got a reply, Penelope accepted the role, however, due to scheduling conflicts she wont be able to make it into the production schedule, so instead she offered to furnish us with ÉNVELOPÉE CRUISE, a Tijuana Donkey Show Travesti entertainer who got her shot at fame inside the dives of La Avenida Revolución. ÉNVELOPÉE got her first gig at the old ÉSCAPÉ Club where S\He was the head attraction presenting the strip show. Mrs. Cruz, will be doing the voice overs using VoIP and her own iPhoneX.
7 de febrero, 2017 Sabbatical Day N°34 French Theory, with Colin Jost
[Man’s voice Jeff Goldblum reads a scrolled text that reads like a news ticker.]
—AVERTISSEMENT—
This is not a joke. The following entry is intended for mature audiences. The Surgeon General of The United States of America discourages those that are still on « The Blue Pill » regime, from even taking a glimpse at this entry, let alone continue reading this most inconsequential blog.
The Surgeon General also wishes to apologize to speciesists everywhere for using certain species as a crutch in this particular entry in order to arrive at the necessary metaphores that describe one of humankind’s most primal needs (next to warfighting), and which is the need to basically Fuck Like Animals.
Freeze-Frame the issues and Dare to Think Outside the Text… y para Variar, this frame is a Fair Use of All Media. }–~\*> Coming up next on the Tam Tam Princesse Advertisement Campaign: The deconstruction of Dr. Fish’s chaos follows.
Anygüey, i am going to give the Drunk History folks the benefit of the doubt (you are welcome, Derek) for their rather « timely » episode on the heels of what seems to be another asterisk on the Women’s Liberation Mouvement (at least in the free world) from the grips of a world run by pigs that are shaped like men… or something like that. I mean, the logistics of planning a season worth of entertainmentprobably exempts Drunk History from jumping on the bandwagon of Uma Thurman’s angst. I mean, when the world sees the case of a motherfucking tortilla chip enterprise inventing the « need » for a friendlier version of millinery snack you know that we, as a species, are being taken for suckers by marketing brands and the people who run them. What’s next? A friendlier and less messy Chile for your Aguacate and Sour Cream loaded Chilindrinas?
« Peña Nieto no estaba preparado para ser Presidente y lo peor es que tampoco aprendió en el puesto. Mientras asesinaban a miles de mexicanos, el Presidente ingenuamente creía que México tenía un problema de imagen. »
Señores Presidentes de Francia, ¿saben ustedes que es lo bueno de este inconsecuente Blog?
— Que ustedes no lo van a leer.
Pero de cualquier manera lo prometido es deuda y aunque lo siguiente – a lo mejor – puede que suene más bonito pronunciado con la Lengua de las leyes de Molière, el contexto y el contenido se entiende mejor en Castellano, mismo que el señor Manuelito Valls, no debe, repetimos, NO DEBE de confundir con el Español, porque eso es otra cosa.
Entonces pues, y siendo que en los Estados Unidos Americanos el mes de febrero es el mes de los presidentes, y por aquello de que Francia siempre se le recuerda como el primer aliado de aquél imperio, pues entonces les obsequio los siguientes Ramos de Jorge:
“Peña Nieto no estaba preparado para ser Presidente y lo peor es que tampoco aprendió en el puesto. Mientras asesinaban a miles de mexicanos, el Presidente ingenuamente creía que México tenía un problema de imagen,” apunta el señor Ramos,y por eso, señores Presidentes en este Screen-Grab del PayWal de don Calderón, les agrego un Clavel Blanco (White Carnation/Oeillet Blanche)… porque además de la Inocencia implicita en esa FLOR, el termino “Œillet” es un falso amigo de traduccion que en Castellano significa: OJETE.
Lo primero que escogí fue una Margarita (Daisy/Marguerite) para marcar el quinto aniversario de La Liberación de Florence Cassez.
Y luego le pedí al florero, o sea, al artesano que vende flores, no al recipiente donde por lo general se acomoda « el arreglo », que por favor le metiera 12 Dalias(Dalhia) al presente, una para cada año de inestabilidad que los dos últimos presidentes de México a los que su gobierno Republicano han apoyado – incluso cuando lo del Berrinche de Calderón.
Por supuesto, de que chingados sirve acomodar malas memorias si no hay Recuerdo, y por eso, par de… franceses ; va también un puñado de Romeros (Rosemary/Romarin) en este bouquet.
You Had me at “Ordered Out because of Hurt Feelings”…y ni modo que « Brontisen La Prefectura » vaya a negar lo escrito en el 2010 y 2013 en aquellá inconsecuente petición y renovación para una puta Visa de Talentos y Habilidades, hoy toda esa evidencia se va materializando con cada mEHndigo evento que nos lleva a la elección del 1 de julio en todo el Territorio que Francia una vez quiso ocupar, ANYGÜEY « Brontis» baste apuntar que El Doctor Víctor Quintana Silveyra encabeza la marcha del gobernador de Chihuahua para este próximo domingo en La CDMX, y por eso para usted y para la dulce Stephanie les entrego en este obsequio un par de peonias o Saltaojos (Peony/Pivoine) para que no confundan este inconsecuente Blog con un Fake News Site; ya que ni el mismísimo Pablo Gleason nos puede dejar mentir, si algo hay que en estos párrafos hay, pues, es un chingo de VERACIDAD.
Antes de que me mal interpreten, incluyo también un par de rosas (Rose). Una es Blanca y la otra es Roja, señores Presidentes, con esto manifiesto mis más profundos sentimientos mezclados/encontrados sobre lo que yo he vivido en su territorio francés.
Como postre, porque también hay flores que se comen (yo no lo sabía hasta que me vine en Francia), les recuerdo que para los hacedores de este inconsecuente Blog, o sea [el staff] antes de la Gloria, a nosotros nos interesaba la Relevancia, pero como Francia lo que la define es La Gloria, pues reciban ustedes una hoja de laurel (Laurel/Laurier)
Sin Más, reciban un abrazo fraternal y un lirio (Iris/Lys), que según entiendo es la Flor Que identifica a el Gobierno de Emmanuel Macron.
Las Fuentes de “doña Florinda“… perdón, las Fuentes de la Floreria:
[RTL and/or BFM screen-grabs follow]
… in the mean time, here’s the cutline for Monday, February the 5th of 2018:
i’ve must have walked next to that door 100 times but paid no attention to it before, truth be told it’s probably one of the first corners in Paris where i had a Mexican beer. The cantina is right smack in front of of the 4th District Municipal offices, which is where i had supper tonight, and where in a rather serendipitous encounter, ijust happen to have been in the same place where Madame Hidaldo, Anne [One-Each], the Parisian Mayor was doing a P.R. Event with the 4th District Mayor and a cadre of the local press to show her solidarity with the « sans-abri », or the people who participate in Freestyle Hoboing, which is a lesser known sporting event that consists of experiencing the Urban Outdoors at its fullest… normies call the participants of these trials the homeless, and in the U.S. we are known as the people living on Skid Row. }–~\*> Mme. Hidalgo was nice enough to go around the room and spend a minute or so with the 50 or so diners in that annex between the 18 and 1900 hours of the Central Europe Dials. Tonight i was number 26th on the list, dinner consisted of Chick pea Soup; Sweet Corn Salad; Chiken Breast or Beef Steak with an Eggplant Side dish… and more Sweet Corn, which i just happened to have another serving of. The Sons and daughters of Henry Dunant (The Red Cross) and about five volunteers served the food… inside of the annex where about 20 army-style cots each decked with a clean sleeping bag. Tonight the Streets of Paris are frozen and it’s a bit nippy outside… nothing that a little rhum can’t remedy.
Merci, Mme. Hidalgo,
we [the Staff said it before] You should run for President! Sincerely,
The Staff.
PRESENTE:
Con motivo del Quinto Aniversario de la Libración de Florence Cassez y la normalización de Corrupción Institucionalizada, el staff de este inconsecuente blog dejó encomendado para ustedes dos, unos Ramos de Jorge:
