Our (🇺🇸) very own Hitler’s Femme

Ponga La Basura en Su Lugar

Insecure Billionaire Films and Pay-to-Play Sycophants Apart

 

Ewe tú are a DESAIRE.

Meanwhile at The Buzzfeed de Scarborough, it’s “Lake City Ammo” and Narcos-are–U.S., literally, drug traffickers thrive because of the armament industry in the land of Willie Geist.

Point Five-Oh, business as usual ; Killing is Uncle Sam’s Business and MEGADETH was right, Metallica fans are unforgiven fags.

 

Any 🦉 hoot Ben “buzzfeed”, remember “Fast and Furious”? If you don’t here’s a red light signal 🚥 so please ignore the green and amber lights you are going to have to go to LANE 5 of the Mexican Customs 🛃 “garita”.

Enjoy the annotated bibliography guys, you’ve earned, IT!. Eye tells Ewe what, Ben Smith at Semafore, considering that ALL NEWS ARE LOCAL and politics global i, Armando Segovia, am going to take your prestigious-ass back to that little room at the SciencesPo School of Communication at Saint-Germain-des-Pres next to that NYT office (2014), i will bring the AVOCADO, you can munch on ferments and Danone™️… CARLOS MANZO the assassinated mayor of Uruapan, Michoacán, will prepare the Washington POST SUPER BOWL party guacamole 🥑.

Musical Guest : CHRIS REA (1989) The Road To Hell

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?

And now, back to Mexican news… Las Estúpidas Calaveritas : same as it ever was³

³~. Talking Heads in “this must be the place” 💀 Uruapan del Progr.eso, Michoacán.

 

It’s true, BLACK FRIDAY started on Halloween. Viva México y sus estúpidas “calaveritas”.

In Paris, France, it’s a Hazy Shade of “The Arab Spring” of December 2010³, but in the context of the Nepalese Generation Z of September 2025. Last time around, in 2010, I (Armando Segovia) was receiving my talents and skills visa from the French Consulate situated on Santa Monica Boulevard in West L.A., por aquellos días el poeta de la revista proceso, Javier Sicilia, todavía contaba con la presencia de su hijo Juan Francisco quien como hoy se sabe—hizo enojar a unos prepotentes de lo que hoy se conoce como “el pueblo bueno” de la llamada “4ª Transformación“ de la familia López Obrador ; this time around in 2025 i find myself in France as an undocumented “étranger” in part because of bad decisions of trust on my part, but mostly because of Mexicans in France who played the role of “Molina²” through this journey which continues to develops as i fingerbang with virtual keystrokes the lines of this most non-consequential blog.

Sin comentarios.

³~. The Arab Spring (in the opinion of several interviewees whom I asked to express their feelings about Mexican manifestations in Paris between 2011-2015) detonated the anger of a collective of  Mexican associations who, to put it in French terms, were butt-hurt on account of the cancellation (Feb. 6, 2011) of The Year of Mexico in France by the Mexican government. Sources close to Barbara Carol de Obeso told me (Armando Segovia) under the promise of anonymity that the nascent manifestations of Mexicans at The Trocadéro in March of 2011 who protested against the Mexican government because of LOS FEMINICIDIOS de Ciudad Juárez, was just a guise because “Los Amigos de México en Francia” would look stupid if they manifested instead, for all of the hard work that they (the aforementioned “amigos de México”) had put in their festivals, galleries, and TACO stands for the duration of what was supposed to be a bi-national celebration that would give those motherfuckers the French credibility that they (the “friends of Mexico”)  like to show-off in their cosmopolitan elite circles in Ecatepec, or Coyoacán… por decir.

Toward the middle of the novel, the reader finds out that Molina is actually a spy planted in Valentín’s cell to befriend him and try to extract information about his organization.

²~. Amigo “Francisco”… cualquier parecido with this cut–and–paste straight out of Wikipedia is because it happens to be your mirror image, alas I could not succinctly put all of the different “Molina’s” who continue to tag along me in order to get their “provisions” from higher-ups in the food-chain of influence in both Mexico and France.