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Ladies in Gemeni, please stand for the Singing of OUR National Anthem by Atahualpa Yupanqui.

Master Sergeant 

Teeny Tiny Cat

TimeStamp: 20h40 in all latitudes of the World…

Kasie Hunt:
— Willie!!! I’m supposed to be opening the ceremony, we’re celebrating a pussy cat, not a cocky dick.

Willie Geist:
Exactly, Lieutenant … what am I? Joe Scarborough?

Kasie Hunt:
Huh?!… you do have a point there, so how did you ever get to be called a Willie, isn’t that short for —well, you know.

W.G.
— Well, Lieutenant… I do have tendency to be a dick when Mika does not approve.

K.H.
— Oh, that’s right you do tend to get your skeevies up in a bunch when Mika get’s in her zone… anygüey, Willie, let’s switch it over to the interns checking out who’s descending to the Parade Field at the underground level –3, eh?

W.G.
— Hey, have-at-it, Lieutenant. You’ve got the rank, but I’ve got the pay-grade.

K.H.
— Ahhhh, I see where Ewe get Ewe’r call sign from, go ahead, Jimmy, show us the cat-walk at The escalator…

Kasie Hunt:
— Yes, we kind of predicted that the “Bee–bayonet Regiment” would be walking the Sirens in, say Willie, who is that mermaid wearing for this ceremony? Might that be a Pescado de Oyuki Gown?

Willie Geist:

Indeed, Lieutenant, the bone tail gives it away, but right now we’ve got to switch it over to Chief Warrant Officer Williams because the ‘ezcaramusa’ team is getting ready to get the dressage show on the road.

…TimeStamp: 23h33.

Kasie Hunt:
Arre, pues, ezcaramuso!

Ceremonial Award — it’s Showtime

TimeStamp: 09:30 hours in Central Siren Den Time

… sadly, before Division Command opens the award ceremony in honor of Teeny Tiny Cat for Standing his Post until properly being Relieved we [the staff] observe a minute of silence for the Sixth communicator that lost his life in Mexico. Once again, impunity disguised as “there’s nothing to be seen here” took the life of yet another Journalist; this time around, Héctor González Antonio, 40 years of age, was beaten to death in Victory City, in the state of Tamaulipas.

En México ni el Tiempo pasa… en México no pasa nada.

Actual TimeStamp in Ciudad Victoria, Tamaulipas, is the Third Hour of the Last day of May of 2018… meanwhile near Buckingham palace —oh, What a Wonderful World for a Karime— wife of Javier “jarocho” Duarte.

“El trabajo periodístico no tiene mucha ciencia. Basta con ser buen reportero para cumplir con la chamba. Pero eso sí tiene su chiste. Un buen reportero tiene fuentes confiables, a las que puede llamar sin que duden de él. Fuentes bien informaras. Y Héctor siempre sabía a quién buscar”… Pascal Beltrán del Río, en: Bitácora del Director en Excelsior; Miércoles 30 de mayo.  }—~~~\*> Esperemos… que en el OTRO CASO “DUARTE”, Londres NO SEA como El Paso, Texas.

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TimeStamp: Who Knows… ask the Quantic Soul Orchestra, who are spinning right now on the turn tables of Minnie Miny Cat —Welcome, who would have thunk it, eh… that the Very Same STATE that Luis Posada Carriles used to illegally enter into the U.S. to plan, yet another “hit” on Fidel, would have probably been the beginning of his down fall, but ‘BAMBI’ would prove two things, one, that There’s No God in Mexico; and two, that he had friends in ‘High Level Places’, and thus, he literally made a mockery of those precious Immigration Laws and-oh-by—THE GÜEY, ‘bambi‘ got away with dozens of murders —all in the Name of The United States of America— Yes he did, George Doub-eh-YA Bush… you cleared him.

For the record: this frame was originally posted on November of 2016 during Fidel’s funeral procession… the following is the original cutline: Foto de Intermedio… foto debe de ser reemplazada con la foto de el terrorista [“Anti-Castro militant] Luis Posada Carriles. The one where the terrorist is being led by Federal US Marshals into the Texas District Court, in El Paso, Texas. It’s from 2007. | For additional information ask TIME magazine what happens “When America’s Ally is a Terrorist.” For the RECORD: la foto ya fue reemplazada.

TimeStamp: 3 Bandits
at 18h41 in Central Siren Time
with Minnie Miny Cat scratching them Vibes.
“Yeah Baby”.

Intermedio antes de El Rally

Caballero Luis Posada Carriles:

Hoy aprendí que…
Los franceses inventaron:
los Intermedios.

Hola Bambi,
¿Me recuerdas? Yo fui el que con un lente te disparó allá en la salida de prisioneros de una corte federal de los Estados Unidos. Yo fui el que te plasmó [para toda tu vida] esposado, escoltado y detrás de las rejas —in Old El Paso. ¿Te imaginas, Bambi, lo que pudo haber pasado si en lugar de haber querido ser un fotógrafo profesional yo me hubiese adquirido [durante mi corta carrera militar] el Identificador de franco tirador a las Habilidades Adicionales de mi MOS? [ASI por sus siglas en Inglés].

[Audio file might follow]

Yo no me lo puedo imaginar, y creo que es por una sola razón, y te advierto, Bambi, de que es diametralmente opuesta, a las declaraciones que el señor Enrique Encinosa hace en frente de una videograbadora. Dicho de otra manera, en el amor no se valen los divorcios dolosos ¡y en la guerra! No se debe de permitir ni la tortura y ni tampoco una sola víctima civil. Y tú, Bambi, eres del mismo pensar que los talibanes, los daesch, los skinheads, el ku-klux-clan, el estado islámico; los sicarios, y los narcos.

Seré breve: nadie sabe cuándo, a cada quién, individualmente le toca. Igual, en el próximo teclado [mientras uno teclea] un infarto nos pueda importunar. Pero mientras eso pasa, te comento, Bambi, de que si a usted [señor terrorista] lo hubiese visitado primero la muerte, dudo mucho que la prensa, afuera de “little Havana” lo hubiese celebrado. A lo mejor, la AFP* hubiese rellenado algún rincón de los llamados “News Aggregators”.

Sin más, quiero imaginar que la ira que usted dirigió en contra de mi single réflex aquella mañana en Tejas, se rebotó allí mismo y por la tarde [de ese mismo día] ya se había convertido en un respiro para los parientes, los amigos y porqué no decirlo, alguno que otro cubano o hasta italiano que perdió a algún ser querido ante sus “atentados patriotas”.

NOTE from THE EDITOR of this MOST INCONSEQUENTIAL blog. This Frame [as promised] has now been updated… Tenny Tiny Cat has now Been Properly Relieved from Duty; TimeStamp is noted on the Bottom-Right hand corner of these screen-grabs… Dear: AFP, hope that you don’t mind, because after all this is just as they say in Havana… Un Uso Justo de Todos Los Medios; say hello to your 2011-2012 Latin American news division team in Paris; thank you for your support!
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Foto de Intermedio… foto [de Teeny Tiny Cat] debe de ser reemplazada con la foto de el terrorista [“Anti-Castro militant] Luis Posada Carriles. The one where the terrorist is being led by Federal US Marshals into the Texas District Court, in El Paso, Texas. It’s from 2007. | For additional information ask TIME magazine what happens “When America’s Ally is a Terrorist.” || Foto de Teeny Tiny Cat por armando segovia / segoviaspixes (2005—2018). Creative Commons_ShareAlike-CopyLeft.

P.S.: did you know that the French invented the Wires?

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Time-Delayed invitation to an awards ceremony held in honor of Teeny Tiny Cat for properly following his General Orders; today is the Last day of May of 2018 and we [the staff] head over to the Mexican State of TAMAULIPAS, where the arrest ordeal of AMERICA’s OWN TERRORIST began in 2005.