México y sus noticias visto por un transnacional californiano —producto de la S.E.P.
Category Archives: PSA’s
En primer lugar, like it or not: We Are All Global Citizens.
Un PSA [por sus siglas en Inglés] es un Anuncio de Interés al Público. This segment [pues] is a collection of suggestions that are meant to remind the reader that without a fully functional Globe there is no México, ni tampoco un Matamoros… o un Marruecos for that matter —mucho menos— una Martinca; o mismo, una municipalidad registrada en la Sierra de Sevilla con el nombre de Marinaleda.
In this context a PSA, es pues, something that affects us all. Entonces, in a comprehensive world —as a whole— there is no room for a United States of America, “first.”
It’s Friday night Primetime in Hilo, Hawaii, and over in at the putasred light districtde Pigalle, home of “Les Rats du Petit Moulin” y… de las tunas de un nopal it’s the Deadline for Entry into the P.E.N. Club (elitist) Translation Prize of 2023.
Today’s word of the They, dear Martin at “Le Grand institut de la statistique publique française”, en la bagagerie de Marie-Ange Schiltz is:
Shadenfreude
from the German (joy of the French’s misfortune).
I did ask if youse motherfuckers, “sprechen sie Deutsch? », didn’t Eye? So get back, honky cat. ÖÜÏ didn’t start that fire, but we did forewarned BRONTIS and Stephanie Menou at the Cité préfecture all those years ago. And, Bruno, que dice la Doctora, J-G Poisson 🩺 🐟 que por favor le saluden a TalíaOlvera y a su patrona de ella, Barbara Carol de Obeso, en el show de Juanito Guanavacoa en Botzaris.
Under all that American ruble in the Academy, Öüï just learned that her name was Nicolle, and she once brought back a ROSE 🥀 to life.
Yeah, so normally as a norm our shit is fucked up, period! With that in mind, police radio interference is bunchin’ up today’s Deadline feature… bola de —putos.
In France, your won rights are closer than a crash-test dummy appears.
La tuna no es como las sardinas la pintan, en primer lugar, la tuna es desértica y tú mamá también, have some atún, it’s a cold platter.
Any how, shit’s going down at the Pinault Collection…Get Off’ my Lawn! You young people. And homie, leave those cops z’alone
The Death of French Commerce, long live the market.
And Gene Robinson… yo’Black-ass knows what goes good with Thon?
— Ketch-up… in Mexico a Zero Plus game es un “cero a la izquierda”, dijo El professor Alejandro Valenzuela en Sciences Po. Elítismo Immaculado.
Friday, June 30th, 2011… Paris, Francia_ To stand in solidarity with the new cuts at la Maison de La Radio on JFK Ave., in Paris, France, MGMT fucked with the models and fondled the mannequins notwithstanding the Summer Break. In Babylon Two (NYC) it’s “death and taxes” but in France it’s mimosas for Breakfast 🥞. Indeed.
Oh hey, Hallie Jackson! Eye do Windows also… abortions? Wait one…
Manita de Cat Stevens: La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la…
Oddball:
— Yo! Lt.! Is the Company in the Coat Hanger business?
Milo Minderbender:
As of Friday June 24, 2022 at 10 am in Eastern Standard Times, Irish.
The Company hooked up with a BUM in Beverly Hills who is playing Rasputin with the King of the clothes hanging industry. Best wire in the business, the wire-bending process throws in the sterilization for free.
¡Ay, Barbara Villancico d’Esbelto… You ain’t seen nuttin’ yet!
L’aristocratie du Quartier… en el bar, l’Échan de menos.
Resistiendo La Honte de hueso tricolore
After the break, Denisa Kerschova can only Count to Four 🎉
².~ Situational irony {Jagged little pill, 1995} not to be confused with its evil cousin, Jerry SineFeld; with chance or what’s worst, a bad case of bad luck… however, if someone at the Amnesty International MEXICO outlet should accuse me of jumping on Ms. Galarza’s bandwagon, Eye would point that the very definition of SITUATIONAL Irony is when someone (like say little ol’Mí) writes about police abuse and repression and then Amnesty International {LONDRES} goes to Narco Paradise to talk about, IT!; debate about, IT!; and then design{s} a tote bag and an entry on the STORE CATALOGUE to go with the donation. THAT, that would be ironic, — 🇨🇦 Alanis… knot the fucking Fly on your chardonnay.
N° X…
Learn and share « autocratic learning at LA Sorbonne », for matriculation register at the gift shop next to the IHEAL en Sciences PO. Mention the CODE John Mill Ackermann and get a 10% discount at the CROUS en Mabillion.
¿Is there a menu for that which explains The Platters… EWE great pretender, EWE!
“… [A]t one point, he {Senator Josh Hawley}gave a speech to a group of ministers where he talked about that it was the birth control pill and women discovering sexuality that caused sex trafficking,” said former Senator form Missouri, and current traveling cupcake sales person, Claire McCaskill.
And, Jonathan LeMire… what the hell do you know about Jokes at The White House and Infra°struct°u°ration Week! You son of a bitch!… Go, Dodgers.
*._ Knot to be confused with a Marketing Campaign in France.
Señoras y señores, el mes de La Flor d‘cempasúchil or as The French call, IT!… Œillets d’Inde à petites fleurs { fleur aux vingt pétales } is about to make it rain at Xóchitl’s Flower Shops all over the Christian world. And for this reason, in the name of reason, on November the FO’ist, la biblioteca que se encuentra en los adentros del Centro Georges Pompidou will remain open until The Eleventh Hour, in Hilo, Hawaii {standard ticket to Paradise} 23h in Cetral ANTROS time, in order to welcome in the first honorees of LA fiesta de los muertos {y no chingaderas, en Montreuil}.
MUFRAMEX, it’s like Motherfuckers but with a Masters degree, or something like that…
Synopsis… Agua pasa por tu casa meets Candil oscuro en Coahuila… CathéSISMO en EL Mundo de Le Monde on page one. And just to spite the locals in Paris… TEXAS! The ad man placed a FULL-PAGE solidarity message to the women in Paris… Texas. ISSY, it’s begining to look a lot like They of the Dead (over yonder)
And still to come, last week Öüï brought you “The Ultimate FAKE Book, with over 1200 Trillion likes“, Knot this week Missy, today Eye is going to reveal to all Y’ah MUFRAMexas the way of THE LORDE (A–men) the WAY of the C-Section in, “The New REAL BOOK volume 3“… can’t make this up, it’s for Scientific Research. It’s Trou, —Doct’a.
The American Priest in Paris will Knot, and most ZO’itanly cannot let U.S. lie, because at 10h55 the bells of the church at Saint Estauche tolled for six minutes (punto y coma) and from Belleville to las Olympiades, all Asian food joints remembered their best customer, next to The Wu Tang Clan but youse got to factor in the fact that the Wu are a gang of madafakas (minus ODB) and the Biz was a sole customer 🥡 R.I.P. Biz Markie.
And in WaWa Land, Ali Vittalli wakes up from her wish to sleep for the weak. Avi Velshi is by her side.
[Setting: a park in Pennsylvania, Ali Vittalli is in the front-leaning rest position, her tummy is pressed to the bench and her arms (2-each) hang like spaghetti from the lengths that make up the bench, Avi Velshi is on a smart phone display. Avi is yapping about the Commando 450 (showerhead) that he scored in Tucson, Arizona]
Ali Vittalli:
— What day is it? And why is my hair tied in a pony tail?
Avi Velshi:
— Saturday, probably because you’ve been, “[sleeping] in place and traveling through time”.
— Are you ready to do an exposé of what went on in your head?
¿£a, con qui ‘$ta? Lo mismo se dijo de la plata. .:. FD16EDE0-1565-4C6A-89D5-53EA20196014 👷🏾♂️SITUATION 3, page 40 (Histoire… autre regard 👁: La fermeture de la Houve : symbole de la fin de la classe ouvriere ?… Ask a Frog.
Ali Vittalli:
— Must I show the scratch-work that went into every plot?
Ali Velshi:
— You betcha, kid.
… [A]vi, I’ve just woken up after an entire week of sleeping on the planks of this wooden bench and every bone in my body is aching like a sonovabitch right now, so Witt D.A.T. in mind, let me turn to pages 12 and 13 of the CAPCuaderno “autre regard 👁” de la Situation n°1: l’exploration du continent américain—o como dicen los franceses, “entre chiles y repollos”.