De Pachuca a Birmingham… context for Patrick Sébastien (in between the snapshots) follows… but first, i must finish what Eye started on the 13th of The Running Month (man) which is to finish our excursion into the Louvre, indeed Cousin Joe, in•Deed motherfucker 🫰🏼 I must take Avi Velshi to the Louvre and perhaps you’ll get to see the parallelism of the production, I mean it sure seems to Mí that the MSNOW crew at Times Square is lagging behind our “Revolution” theme. Any 🦉 hoot, Avi Velshi, —🎶 well alright, alright, all right 👍🏼!
Time now 10h08 in CET [context follows] and Peter Baker it’s 15 hundred hours in Central Europe Time now, please give Jim VandeHei my regards respecting his forgivness towards Cousin Joe’s constant reminder of what a shitty person (allegedly) VandeHei was towards Scarborough’s mormon-ranting ass. Anyhow, Peter Baker, I would love nothing more than to cover the issue of babies being torn out of thier mother’s arms and children being rescued by child molestors in CHICAGO-not-to-MENTION the child trafficking happening under DONALD JOHN TRUMP’s Rolex watch in the U.S.A., but as “the amigos” of Alicia Leos in Paris, France, used to say back in the anti-Peña Nieto days (2011-2017) :
Chap. II – Havana to Veracruz — Veracruz to Mexico… not to be taquin en Francés ni mucho menos facetious en Inglés, Alicia Leos, pero el hecho que al navío en el que don Burnett Tylor surcó lo bautizaran con “jota” y no con una “equis” eso! eso sí que es una chica~nada… mira que ponerle « mejico » al barco. En fin cuenta el explorador en la página número 15 that “[A]mong our fellow-passengers were a company of fifth-rate comedians, going to Merida by way of Sisal. There was nothing interesting about them. Theatrical people and green-room slang vary but little over the whole CIVILIZED WORLD”.
[The] Mexicans who go to the United States are not like the Mexicans who come to France
Talía Olvera to Leo Orellana (2013) Maison de l’Amérique latine, Paris, Saint Germain-des-Prés.
so no, in this section of the blog I am not going to put the reflectors on the Mexicans who paid (through thier remittences) for Mexican Students to come to France and allow all of them CONACYT recipients to “theoretically” pretend that they are THE LAST MADELINE de Proust. I will however recommend to the French entertainer, Patrick Sèbastien, to do like David Olusoga’s “merchants” in the City of London and send « middle-class Frenchman » to Mexico to take all of thier mariachi sombreros and margaritas and complement “the curious Aztec Picture-writing, known as the Codex Telleriano-Remenensis,” which according to Edward Burnett Tylor² (in 1856) was « preserved » in the Royal Library of Paris… or some BnF³ like that.
³~. Bibliothèque national de France
²~. Appedix II, “On the Solar Eclipses of 1476, 1496, 1507, and 1510 recorded in the Le Tellier MS”, p. 332 of the Collected Works of Edward Burnett Tylor’s “Anahuac
Would you like me, Alicia Leos, to explain it to you again from the top? Ni pies ni cabeza, Alicia. It’s a phenomenological thing so ask John Mill Ackerman to refresh that pasión that you once had.
