Ahora cuéntame una de Vaqueros, followed by a show “about nothing”.
And, Baby Blue 💙, if you are in on the joke, “la vecindad in front of Vincennes, on la « bendita » rue de La Solidarité, where the Mexican 🌮🌯 Embassy used to hold their kermes with the rock-a-billy mannequin dit Freddy Cats, is now a Dermatologist clinic and face bodyshop.
Entre Río Cuale (Gringo Gulch) y Playa Los Muertos… Cholos Reloaded and The Year of The Tiger (MX) Ten Years Later.
Dear, Eugene Robinson… it’s twue, mister, it is TWUE! Donald John Trump lost his mojo with them Okies from Muskogee, mientras eso pasaba, Mike Barnicle, our most non-consequential blog opened up YET another Egyptian coincidence vase; check it out, Mister:
Los Hilos de Lencha* .:. 5C589040-1C53-4B78-BEC0-959F76814EF7 🧮 * “Lencha” is the hypocorism, NOT “the apodo¹” of a person named as Lorenzo/a or, Florencia/o, such is the case with Florence Cassez, which “amigo” Gustavo, is a daily double hipocorístico of « Lencha Casas ».
¹ … as the “Ask a Mexican”, Tavo Arellano, identified here, in this stupidly insipid entry from February of 2007 titled: Why do Mexicans have such ridiculous nicknames?
Irma “La Investigadora” .::. 7DE96CB8-0D89-43A6-A075-4DC85908DC3A 📐🧮📎 Deer, “Ask a Mexican”, syndicated expert on Mexicans for the Republican Party in Orange County, California, look here —motherfucker— Eye is hoping that you, sir, in all of your mighty arsenal of punchlines made for the conservative W.A.S.P.ian mind set, that you sir, draw those sons-ov–bitches a picture that can capture how not just Mexicans, but full Red-Blooded Americans like John Mill Ackerman can earn their nicknames on two different languages and with the connotations assigned to the “code” for the given nickname in both tongues. Par example, Monsieur Le Président du Tribunal Administrative à Paris… You might recall, Madame ou Monsieur, that the Préfecture à Cité yanked (no pun intended) my Compétences et Talents Cardwhen the husband of “la rata” in the political cartoon in this framearrived to France in 2014 to teach political seminars at La Sorbonne and Sciences Po.
23 juin, 2020
Still to come, we continue with our interestingly succulent continuing coverage of:
Taste The Notion
Comparative Analysis of French Magazines in the Second Decade of the 21st. Century A.D.
in this edition, öüï take a look [back] at black cowboys and criminal appropriation with the help of an old magazine that we [the staff] used to scribble on and, most important, make use of it, with the notion of a thing called the Fair Use Of Media. But FOist:
“We’re calling for calm.France isn’t the United States, but France is becoming like the United States,” William Bourdon, Attorney-at-law.
Of course you know, President Macron, that back when you were liberating the bus industry to compete for fare with the S.N.C.F., if we [the staff] had told Brontis à La Préfecture at Cité, that little by little, France would start to develop a sort of verisimilitude with both Mexico and the U.S. of A., Eye would have been told that there is already a template for it, and that it went by the title: The Death of French Culture. And of course, I would respond, sure, but this one has Sean Penn saving Mexico.
Transliterated and translated flashbacks for the current President of the 5th French Republic:
It is 133 days until the next U.S. General Election, do you know W.H.O. the next leader of the Free World is going to be by the time 2022 rolls around, Mr. Macron?
This is not a front page cover calco of N° 3538 of 20 minutes™️France national edition, it’s just a coincidence de ventiladores in different varieties and power sources .:. 64A35CAB-73D9-4BF2-B79A-9B6F2910C5DD 🔄
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Issy, Leslie Jones, we are cooking on three burners but let u.s. not forget what’s been slow–roasting in the pit, and just to second what Yasmin Vassoughian said yesterday morning, Mary is proof that love can be matched (or found) in all places…
* Dime, from Latin: dicēre, dicho de otra manera, o como si dijéramos, the irregularparticiple part of the aforementioned di•cho; not to be confused with di•cho•so, because that is the polar opposite of what the President of Mexico SAYS that the more marginalized in Mexico are, o como dijera Pharrell Williams: HAPPY!
And what are some of the reasons that for which the most marginalized in Mexico are happy? Because their Energy Sector unions are a simile of police departments across the U.S.
And because we listened to a then Senator Biden in Philadelphia when he was going to fix “the boys” in Philly and, because we also covered a little bit of Camden, N.J. when the police force there was in the process of being fired, we are going to attempt to draw a Venn Diagram of corrupt Mexican energy sector unions of the 1980´s, and police forces of the first decade of the Third Millenium of this most non–consequential world (universally speaking), two different realms or unlikes but isn’t D.A.T. what similes are all about? If we are wrong, or in the wrong (two separate things) please, Dr. Ackerman, John [Ph.D] let u.s. know, and don’t forget to smile.
This is contrast for all the news that fit to follow. So cover your eyes if you must, because right now in real time, the governor of Puebla is complaining that some of his constituents are way too cavalier when it comes to spreading or catching the Coronavirus.
Now, Eddie Gloude Jr., before we put a pause on the mini digression context covering the bases of the most marginalized in Mexico, please be advised that poverty in Mexico is measured, or benchmarked, starting from the “possessions” owned by the resident of the Governor’s Mansion in The Heroic Puebla de Zaragoza, which as all American “spring-breakers” know, The Heroic Puebla (actual nomenclature of that Mexican Federation state) is the site of Mexican Independence Day, which it’s celebrated on Cinco de Mayo. Of course, in order to qualify for “food-stamps” in Mexico, you must first declare your multi-million dollar “casita”, which you —of course— purchased from an ex-president of the ruling party.
Now it’s time for a closer look on the Set of Squirrels on Mr. Meyer walls:
Deer, Seth Meyers, thank you for providing the reinterpretation of yesterday’s Law & Order intro dialogue; here’s the Spanish translation, complete with it’s own unsung hero, a construction worker from the most fascist place in The American Continent, you would think it be in Argentina or Brasil, but no Sethy Boy, it’s in Jalisco… why do you think the Santana’s moved to Tijuana and then to the Frisco Bay?… because Jalisco isMALO, MALO, MALO; just ask AMLO‘s wanna be successor.
And for the record, Mr. Seth, this is not an intermission, and it is most definitely, not a motherfucking “riff”.
… which, brings me, Armando Segovia, back to Leslie Jones riff on Monday night’s Late Night session in the middle of the afternoon with “The Closer Look” host, because Ms. Jones as I am most certain that you will never read this post, I want you to know that the worst thing that ever happened to me, as a person was being turned into a caged “little animal” for the French judicial and internal security to watch —and prove— in a certain way, but at least I am not dead –yet– for trying to do, since 2007 —mind you— that thing you suggested Seth’s viewers to do, and which is to SEE HOW THE System Works. The best thing that ever happened to me was to inspire the SNL writers to do a sketch about work place orgies. now D.A.T., Lesley Jones, is a motherfucking Riff!
Try to make, IT! Real .:. CBA7775E-2ECF-4575-9926-862A4C86C3AD 🧶 Compared to WATT (question Mark) period —_•¡•_— Coming Up: Leslie Jones is an AVID DIVA who can’t drive stick on The Time Machine… and Dr. Cornell West (of The 11th Hour fame) said: fear Knot! Our Hot Rods at WEST Hot Rods come in “Automatic fo The People”, Aussi!
And after the break, sweet Siren, we’ll Do an Intermission with Florence Cassez and Carlos Loret de Mola, —jest— to complement the Julio Astillado Show.