Good morning, today is April the 5th of 2018… and, the start of the 50 year landmark OBSERVATIONS of the year of Civil Rights struggles is officially on. Next stop is May 68 in France—and from there—Tlatelolco y unas Olimpiadas.
Y… Canelo “Álvarez”, la siguiente nota es “como la cerveza en México”, preparada especialmente para usted.
Estimado, Canelo “Álvarez”… bee, like Ali.
… but first, an in–house announcement:
Our editorial line-up is happy to announce that we [the staff] have a new copy editor on board. We asked and Fenster said yes. His exact words while marking time inside of a Nanterre (West of Paris) holding cell when we signed the contract were: yea’y man—w’hada fuck.
Fenster will be using a babbel dictionary to mend corrections from this most inconsequential blog, which by the güey, is nothing more than a thing called, a draft.
“I overhaul and i’m coming from the Lower Level”.
Public Enemy, in the voice of
Good morning, today is the first April the 5th, since baby Jesus went through his passion period 2018 years ago. Today is also the first (if you consider the zero) of 50 years since Dr. Martin Luther King was taken down in Memphis, Tenesí…
Anygüey, fellas, the Man [Martin, not the Super Star] was taking part in a Union Strike and the motherfucking‘man had–to–have him —taken out.
Enter, Muhammad Ali:
[Voz de el staff… armando segovia… porque aquí en este pinchurriento blog, apreciado Canelo, no andamos ni creemos en los anonimatos.]
And this, Canelo, i say to you as `the‘ National Hero that `you‘ represent for Carlos Slim… you can stay where you’at, or get out of your INSTITUTIONAL bubble and shut those fuckers that commission boxing belts (From La Cúpula del PRI) in the style of say, the wife of a Luis Echeveria “Álvarez”, a bitch that exploited the Huichol catalog for her ego and for Institutional Advantage.
Or, you could just be, well… you know, be like Muhammed Ali, and stick up for your people, even if they are a bit darker than your sun tanned baby’s behind… in French, “my friend”, sun tanned baby’s behind simply means Yo–red ass, motherfucker.
Just saying, puto—para que no te vayas a enojar… Viva México, cabrón.