Category Archives: Book Two

And in Washington… a lo maduro, a lo maduro³

³~. Todos traen su caja de miel.

I say you will when you won’t — Ah, ah…

 

Honey Don’t

Katty Kay got the “when I’m 64” hair-doo, classic. And over at the Maracaibo scene, the oil 🛢️ companies are all giddy about Marco Rubio’s calculations to torpedo the Brand New Cubans.

Across the West Wing. Donald Trump is now showing the signs designed by Hitler’s doctor, sources close to Walter Reed relay that the president’s health is going to shit. No word if mister Trump’s, Aspirin® regime is lazed with feces, like Hitler’s doctor did with his number 1 patient’s amphetamine pills.

Up next, La Nueva República and a look back to Táchira y El Alternativo con Jorge Saldaña y los socialistas postizos de la juventud bolivariana de Alicia Leos en la sopa de morena-francia en el Beaubourg de le Marais en París, that’s where Jim lived so nevermind the Monkees around, they are all with Mélenchon.

 

Moving slow on my sloWEST gear ⚙️

There’s a kNEW irony in town🐨, and his name is Ahmed al-Ahmed… 🦘 Issy-Australia-is—Dee’Enemy.

± tolerance of 6º of Kevin Bacon

± tolerance of 6º of Kevin Bacon… but you have to be French to be invited.

Fuck The Police… coming straight from the Down under —ground..

https ://abcnews .go .com /man-disarmed-alleged-shooter-australias-bondi-beach/

But first, it’s breaking the 📰 news:

Oh, Susie Q… she’s a butter knife on the MAGA back with no marrow, because the MAGA TRUMP has no fucking spine, so a butter knife is all that Ewe needs to smear the President’s office.

Donald John Trump, the president of the United States of America, vows to pardon whom’Eva killed Rob Reiner.

Oh, the humanity.

And, Susana Poveda, to hell with Denise Soula (that motherfucker) I don’t care, I’m This, and for the rest of the THEY, the DJ will dish out the Peter Cat RECORDING Cº. music in order to fuck by-the-manual since Évry-body is getting stoned… so 🎶 turn off your mind—relax and flow downstream.

Seriously, turn-off your mind, it’s the next step in espionage, and all you need to add is love:

Deer, Jan Martínez Ahrens, meet Johanne Grazia Poisson

La carta al director… now the good thing about this most non-consequential blog (te lo juro) is that you won’t bother to read it ; however, if you should ever meet Dr. Poisson then maybe, just maybe she would second what I (Armando Segovia), responded to Alicia Leo’s and the cadre of the 6éme bureau dépôt at la préfecture de police (Cité) when I was asked in 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015 and finally, in 2016, why I refrained from publishing what my findings (arrojaban) as these related to the framework of my talents and skills proposal to the French consulate (2010) in Los Angeles, California, 90025.

https ://asegovia3 .com /2016/03/15 /zanahorias-y-un-trebol-de-tres-hojas/

You Say You Want Revolution? Meet me in Venezuela.

 

The answer might sound pretentious, but if you time that dreaded historical épisode when Donald John Trump descended from his escalator in New York City, and juxtapose it with what I posted on that particular week then maybe, just maybe you sir, might begin to see who my number one reader was, heck I dare say, that if Hillary Clinton would not have been such a cunt to U.S. “deplorables” and instead had read between my “news letter” lines, Jeffrey Epstein would probably still be alive and that son-of-a-bitch destroying the White House would be wearing an orange jumpsuit in a federal prison.

Any 🦉 hoot, Jan Martínez Ahrens… “Just’ah two good ol’ boys”

Öüï’s gonna be doing some math’s with the alphabet and given the last letter manifesting today in México City, I am going to borrow one of the TWO “zetas” from Hazzard and drive the GENERAL LEE to Verdun… and you and Mí are going to visit Claudia’s “Feria del Frijol”, because as Cervantes once wrote :

En todas casas cuecen habas; y en la mía, a calderadas (El Quijote II 13).

https ://www .gob .mx /presidencia /prensa /gobierno-de-mexico-presenta-frijoles-bienestar-e-invita-a-la-feria-del-frijol-y-la-agrobiodiversidad

Dangling Participle : Alicia Leos

Previously on, “Las mañanitas en Israel”… Alicia was playing una diana para todos los que quieren y aman a Claudia Sheinbaum.

This ain’t no etude, nº 16.

 

The following story no tiene “ni pies ni cabeza”, and no Alicia, Eye knows that your mariachi singing mind would not understand. Congratulations on your festival, Issy-quién-lo diría en el 2012 en un auditorio de SciencesPo que tú serías la que iba a representar a la embajada, Víctor Quintana (Ph.D) no me dejaría mentir, any güeys : good for you.

https ://www .reddit .com /r /mexico /comments /respuesta_de_joven_expuesto_por_la_presidenta/

Issy-Alicia-Leos, como bien lo apunta el jovén mexicano a quién “tu presidenta” balconeo en su rueda de propaganda, “le recuerdo (señora) que quién tiene las filas repletas de priístas, panístas e impresentables” es la embajada del México en cualquier rincón del mundo… neta que que tiempos aquellos cuando “la gaviota” era lo que encendía tus pasiones de la Pasionaria, la recuerdas, Alix? Te acuerdas de la Pasionaria de Chevaleret? Saludos a tu mamá y no es sarcasmo ni mentada porque ella lo dijo mejor, “el periodista va a lo que va.”

 

En fin, if you don’t read this most non-consequential [blog] then you most certainly missed the part where I (Armando Segovia) told y’all that i would be sending a signal of Life from The Louvre, and just to keep with Alicia Leos’ old spirit of protest i give you cock-lovers (🐓) El País de Andalucía meets Dela 🇫🇷 Cruz wait for it, Alicia, wait… gotta RUN, —man!

Yup! It’s still D.A.R.E.

Listen to the music, it will keep you sane… like Jane.

Entonces, Duncan Bridgeman… Los de Molotov : Obren³ A Su Madre

Les Inconnus y “el viejo gordo y feo” de Elenita Poniatowska… Issy—morena–francia, los de Molotov, “chinguen a su madre”.

You are not going to believe whose “bra and panties” the State of Guerrero used to honor “El Señor Gobernador” ; I can tell you that them “unmentionables” didn’t belong to Vilma Fuentes (pago-en-especie).

AMLO en fip . fr U2 motherfucker:

CFE³ et les barons du charbon à Coahuila : des contrats pour les mêmes vieux politiciens

Los Amigos de Pablo Gleason y El Gran Encuentro Cinematográfico Viva México (2011)… ¡PUTO!

I can’t seem to face up to the facts
I’m tense and nervous and I can’t relax
I can’t sleep, ’cause my bed’s on fire
Don’t touch me, I’m a real live wire

Psycho Killer by Les Inconnus

Durazo followed, and he was way worst than that “fat ugly guy”.

³~. La Commission fédérale d’électricité… Keyword : Manuel Bartlett Díaz

Issy-$ubieron-La_Mota… también el huachicol, but nevermind The Hollies, RAMÓN QUINTANA WOODSTOCK, because if you remember “La Maldita Vecindad y Los Hijos del Quinto Patio” then you know that Gerardo Belmont encapsulates ese GATOPARDISMO de la bendita “revolución mexicana” del BORDO MANIFESTA (2005~2010).

You Say You Want A Révolution?

Not to be repetitive, but… guess who’s coming to dinner³

³~. Bring your own fucking spoon :

https ://asegovia3 .com /2025/11/05 /page-2-tuesdays-gone/

Eat The Poor, jail the weak, and Uncle Albert, pardon my French 🍾.

 

It’s an interesting time to visit México, in 7 days the repeat of “la primavera mexicana” de 2011 will spill onto la gran mancha urbana de la CDMX (Ciudad de México) and much like in 2011 the people out on the streets will be pure of heart, soul, and of course spirit with only one difference, instead of being left-from-center radicals they will be right-from-center extremists. Don’t take my word for it, just listen to the music, El Gran Señor Zopilote invita :

Objects on Discogs are closer than they appear.

 

Don’t believe the hype, believe the OPUS DEI and them LÉGIONNAIRES du CHRIST.

Breaking news, by virtue of an Executive Order, president Donald John Trump has ordered the Vatican to annul the excommunication of father Marcial Maciel, the order also instructs Stephen Miller to send all of the victims of father Maciel to the same BMW-fabricated ovens to which his parents closest relatives (Stephen 🇮🇱 Miller, not Donald John ⚒️ Trump’s parents) and friends were sent to burn.

Objects in Colorado are closer than they appear.

https ://www .lemonde .fr /2010/01/04 /les-multiples-vies-du-pere-maciel

Dieu Dans Les Marges… Judas did nothing wrong, Peter, Paul, and Ewe Slut—Mary

Don’t wait for Faith, bitch went on Holy-day… because she’s living in a Material World, so nevermind Ne Me Quite Pas, yo tengo otros quites 🐂 y la verónica doesn’t mind. La Verónica does not do SELECTIVE AMNESIA, —nigger… so much for the “good news”.

Issy-Jon-Batiste y tu Americana-en-Seine… is life worth living or should i blast myself…

🪞 Now that’s some lyrical dissonance on Live à fip, Eye got’s love for your piano (negro) but Öüï can never go nowhere unless we share with each other… learn to see Mí as a brother instead as a too distant stranger on a separate lane to your Big Money (nigger) Aleluya.

No More : I’m falling to pieces ✝️

Ketch-up… 🧅 a decent PRE-si-Dent. … Goooo, Sabrina.

Because, JESUS HEALED the cripples, aleluya Eye loves Ewe so.

Goooo, Gavin.

Take it to that cripple-fuck! FUCK YEAH 👍🏼

FUCK AUSTIN AND ITS CITY LIMITS TOO.

GO Gaaaaavin.

Issy-Eye-Can’t Get No

Satisfaction.

Hey you, don’t watch that, watch this! This is the heavy heavy monster sound³

That’s a hell of a hat that you’re wearing… It goes real well with Beethoven for starters… now the good thing about this most non-consequential blog is that Jon Batiste does not read it, but in the next segment Sensei del Toro will show you the minute when Charlotte Bibring showed the paragraph below the annotated footnote below this cutline to mister Batiste 🎹, leave Élise’s fur alone, —ese.

 

³~. It’s MADNESS… One Step Beyond, any 🦉 hoot, last time Jon Batiste was in Paris he tried to pull a marching band ensamble down la rue de La Verrerie as he took the party out from le Luc des Lombards, I was there ; sadly, the Thomas “El Corbillón’s” thugs from The Sunset Piano Bar and The Magick Circus got in the way. This time he took Elise to Issy-les-Moulineaux on the Balard side of the spectrum where (for sure) that fucking Châtelet thug is not going to get him out if his Golden Slumbers at that DEN, —pues.

One : They say… that Narcotrafiquants are the new commodity on The Potomac.

… and Zeppelin, goes here, now Walk This Güey.

 

Tú : They say, that Shein got gropped by French Law on La Seine.

https ://www .reddit .com /r /Stanley_Kubrick /can_someone_please_explain_to_me_the_eyes_wide_shut_closing_scene/

— Is She in? [Valentín]

https ://www .radiofrance .fr /club-jazzafip /enfin-reunis

— Don’t be a schmuck, of course she is in, she’s Bach! [Molina]

Eyes Wide Shut : the shutdown posture. And Cousin Joe, it’s not hyperbole—it’s an ARC. If there’s one thing that I’ve learned in France, is that as long as it is not in plain view, then it’s not happening, even if the real flesh dolls are getting groomed in places where THE JEFFREY EPSTEIN’S pizza slices are kept in the dark.

 

Tree :They say… that if you add a German tree as the suffix to Claudia’s last name, Michoacán gets the spotlight on the front pages of El Mundo de Le Monde, and if you are thinking that a river goes here the answer is no, Know That in Mexico City there is no God and no river at all.

Meanwhile in Phuket, Thailand… no pasa nada, Reina.

After the break and before tomorrow never knows, it’s LA BANDA DEL SOMBRERO OPORTUNISTA y Carro lleno de PRIANISTAS en Palacio Nacional ; El Comité morena–francia y Los Amigos de Moreira en la Embajada de Francia en México pichán.

Fo : …

Jason Bateman anda bien arreglado… El Perro Chupón reporta

Los Tucanes de Guadalajara llegaron desde Tijuana con El Ocho 🎱

Pepper Brooks origin story, “An Underground Story”.

En Jalisco los charros nacen con tangas y sombrero de panadero francés en la cocina de Chavela Vargas… en Costa Rica, donde las corrientes se cruzan con corrientes y por eso Vicente Fernández se fue a rodar en Colombia. Aguas, va a llover pinches TECOS.

En Jalisco los mayates no son de Long Beach, and in Compton los jotitos son de Tlajomulco en la galaxia de la noria.

Let’s get Físicol, physical.
China Easton ameniza
el pozole rojo del gimnasio en la magnesia.
Eduardo “boxer shorts” PoliVoz jala el telón.

Ewe hairy basterds

In case Ewe fuckers at the FCC didn’t notice, yesterday and To They is OZARKS appreciation day on the Morning Mika Show.

The Law is not in because of a strike

…

Kindergarten censor with a spray gun… you think that Arnie is going to wash it all away? Think again, Arnold forgot about his father’s Nazi roots and is now playing along with Leni Riefenstahl’s heritage WILL.

Nothing to see here, please move along.

If the accent fits, motherfucker.

En Guanatos se cayó el Chipi-chipi del cuñado de Polanco.