I Want a Bucket of Mehdi Hassan! Said the Crowned Prince

Page 27, link from page 33 on, the practical and theoretical implications of:

Torture and other degrading and inhumane sentences, (page in-transit).

Sources close to the current Acapulco “siesta” Times reveal, that it is neither the violence in that particular Mexican part of that federation, nor the SIX rape allegations against the Mexican President candidate for the role of governor in that Mexican State (Guerrero) that are keeping Mr. Nadal out of Mexico, nope, it’s just a bad back…

But FO’ist… Lindsey Reiser is up for a game of Tennis and Rafa is not going to México.

https ://www .informador .mx /deportes /Rafael-Nadal-descarta-jugar-el-Abierto-Mexicano-de-Tenis– 2021-20210226-0053 .html

… Still to come, Billy sings the blues to Freddy Cats (93100) and here is why, Mr. Cats, it’s nothing personal and because i know that you wouldn’t be caught… what’s the word? What’s the word? Dang On It! I forgot what the word is but i’d be a sonovabitch if it doesn’t rhyme with the Mexican themed content of the portrait below, —if you get caught trying to make sense of the context at hand.

With all due respect to the good people of the Georges Méliès barrio in Montreuil-s-Bois, on account that i will be un–Earth[a]ing 2011/12 “Noche de Los Muertos… y las estupidas calaveritas* de Freddy Cats”, because last night (Thursday) someone who works for the most informed cop in France (2021, not 1900) asked me the right question:
– – How is it, in the homeless conditions that you have been living in for the past four years, that you are able to do investigative journalism, and why would someone be harassing you in Paris? .:. Les Invisibles is being brought to you by, CAUSETTE, the magazine that pulled an NPR (National Public Radio) move on “bottom-line funding*”

It’s relevant in 2021, ten years after the Mexican effervescence of The Year of Mexico in France, and since you are not going to read this you might not remember that i used to park my bike next to yours on the VINCENNES border of la rue de La Solidarité just in front of rue Carnot on the Montreuil side of the plan.

And to the good people of Metro Stop Croix de Chavaux, don’t pin this on an anti-Día de Los Muertos trip, because just around the Bend of rue Kleber i moved the “calaveras” used in 2011 at La Bellevilloise (burlesque show) for the 2012 Día de Los Muertos at Jour et Nuit (75015)… along with a South Korean and five Mexicans (all women) we set the stage that weekend and there hasn’t been a Day of The Dead celebration that can’t be matched, not yet—not in Paris, France, anyway.

Anyhow, Mr. Cats, i really like your work and the issue is not your action figures, the question At-the-Time was a lead into finding out how the suffering of surviving families of those recently plotted feminicidios were going to be used in the political world of Mexican leaders in France, but i guess you only speak to “official Mexican Zapatistas” from Mexico’s ambassador to France and other official channels.

… gonna sign out now, for a while, because it’s cold outside. Good night.

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Va de nuez, Mr. Cats, this post is not about you or about the Grosse Mignone. This post is part of what i do when someone, ANYONE, asks me about the process/technique that i use to do my thing. 9E75A1D6-CB92-431C-B408-1934772411A6 🏨 In other Words, Montreuil–Sous–Bois, i am the messenger, i deliver the content, and when asked i usher in the motherfucking context, and IN CASE YOU MISSED IT, i did all of my motherfucking LEG WORK from 2009-2015, what you are seeing in the Mexican portrait is the KNOTTING of plots that Bruno and Stephanie Menou at the Prefecture de Police à Cité were order not to allow to come to life, metaphorically speaking, ARNO, i guess “that i shot the sheriff and the motherfucking deputy,” Aussie.

Good morning Mr. Cats, in Hilo, Hawaii, the minute hand on the dial is nearing the 19h in HST, here in Paris, Wonder Woman is having a wonder baby; and if the most informed Cop in France checks the Camera of my position last night right before The Reverend Al Sharpton finished his Madam Vice-President Harris edition show, and then follow the fellow who asked me for directions, then you’ll know that the baby is Pakistani and that’s a beautiful mix, here in France. Congratulations to the father if the baby popped out of her momma by now.

Hola, Guapa… it’s nine o´Clock in SIREN CENTRAL Time

6 de julio, 2018
66 TOROS y por lo menos un papá.
PAMPLONA Non Grata.

Still to come

Well I took a chew just the other night
It made me feel just fine
I grabbed my honey baby and I pinched her ol’ behind
She said you better spit out that chewing terbaccer
If you wanna kiss me on the big ol’ smacker

That Copenhagen
It makes me feel so good

COPENHAGEN
Saint Ledoux.(Chris)

ISSY, Corazón… c’est la Journée Internationale du baiser 2018. PUCKER Up, ´cus here it comes; straight from the archives of a 2011 affaire.

Wait for it, wait…

Circa 2011… an Aussies and his Canuck girlfriend participating in the quintessential French National Sport, in Canada—of course… oh, Canada!

TimeStamp: SIX HOURS TO GAME TIME… in Central NATO Time; right now it’s 10 hundred hours in CET and, Chris Haynes, here’s “thing one”:

wait for it, wait…

in the mean time, it’s Hi–Noon with Dr. John and J.J. Cale in SIREN Central Time… muah!

Thing One: Papá No Importa.

Mean while… there are several ways to separate families, this month’s issue of the Queen of Sex (Causette) focuses among other themes (inside 100 pages) on the séjour à la maternité, or paternity leave, that’s nice… across The Chunnel, The BBC FINALLY hits the nail on the head on an issue that feminists have lop-sided in favor of the so-called weaker sex. In TRUMPLANDIA… it’s “Happy Days—Again” because a 14–month old baby was reunited with his parents, YEAAA!!! Nevermind that the baby was FULL OF LICE, unbathed for God-knows how long, and according to the FATHER OF THAT CHILD, traumatized.

Two Hours to Game—Time.

…in The Mean Time, the following must be read in a Paul Harvey voice.

And Now, “The Rest of The Story”
« Destiny »

If I Were The Devil“… I would sit Donald Trump at the Center of the World. “If I Were The Devil,” I would make sure that he, Donald John Trump, was Vladimir Putin’s LITTLE BITCH. }—~~~\*>  Uso justo de todos los medios.

 

Day 358th — Breaking the news

Friday 12th / Saturday 13th
Frequency Hop Special Edition

Good evening, an important DACA update developed in the course of the day, and we [the staff] had to momentarily suspend our yearly Sabbatical, just as we feared before we passed over the controls to Jeff Goldblum and our second favorite Jewish person, the lovely Sarah Silverman,  anygüey; Mr. Trump just couldn’t play nice for the weekend that celebrates the legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr..

But before we [the staff] get into that drama, first the local, Cross–Media Tangents:

en Nanterre, en cuestión de migración, allí también dice La Jornada en Francés (Libération) que el Sr. Macron no canta tan mal las Rancheras, and where newspapers are sold, there’s a new player on the boards.

Like the flu, the immigration issue is making the front pages of the Hexagone, it just happens to be for different reasons than those that Donald Trump would want you to believe. At Libération, the Front Cover of yesterday’s paper featured the lines to get into the Préfecture at Nanterre; how many of those pictured on the snapshot were there to register a vehicle, get a driver’s license, attend a court hearing, and yes, renew a residents visa, back in August of 2017 —that— ladies and gentleman, is up for debate; of course if you visit the Île–de–France and are into urban ethnography, or mass migration, and/or social studies, then take Line 5 to Bobigny and head over to the Pablo Picasso Plaza… allí Camaradas, si que es Otro Pedo. }-~—~\•>  The good thing about this blog is that the good folks at Libération no lo leen; if they did [read our blog] we’d think that they are echoing a signal that we [the staff] sent just two days ago, on the 10th… para ser exactos, ¡saludos!

Disclosure de décryptage:

The events depicted in the following script are based on a true news commentary segment, the names of the talking heads were not changed but their dialog was attenuated to a minimum so as to correct the noise interference with cross–media platforms that are beyond our reach and control.

This is Tim’s TimeStamp for the EST

[Man’s voice
Ari Velshi from ‘the’ ms\n-b-c’s]

— The American GESTAPO, María?

[Woman’s voice
María Hinojosa from NPR]

—Yes! Ari.
Wearing big letters on the front of their jackets that spell out POLICE, —and they are not police officers. They are immigration officials.

Ari:
— I just want to be careful not to call them any…

[María’s gaze transmit the quintessential stare that reads: Bitch, are you kidding me? While her stare spells out the following: Ari, I Know That You Know –and– y’Acting Like y’Don’t Know].

[Ari Velshi, now feeling like the little boy in a Bruce Hornsby song who’s just been told that he can’t go where the others kids go, because he don’t look —Scandinavian Enough— like they do, responds]*

— So, we are in That Place.

María:

— Sadly, we are.
ICE officers are like “boots–on–the–ground” that are responding to Donald Trump’s “get them out of here” command.

They are getting into trains and buses, and stopping people on the street and asking of them what their citizenship is.

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Eh, qué hay de Nuevo Doc? ¡debo saber, debo saber, —debo saber?.

… FYI to our non-readers, rolling blackouts keep crashing the server; thank you for your patience, we are working on correcting this contingency… Dang–on Gremlins, eh —doc?

The following is a time-delay alert, please don’t reload your browser… This is only a Time-Delayed alert of a fake Nuke Attack.

To our non readers, please don’t adjust your clocks. This is a time-delayed entry of an earlier screen capture that ‘the’ gremlin brigade maliciously scrambled earlier in the transmission.

In the mean time, surfers and board paddlers are back to doing their thing in Barack Obama’s birth island.

Actual TimeStamp is One-Hour and 1/2 difference from the last time that the gremlin brigade struck our connectivity; actual TimeStamp right now in CET currency is 23h15.

… it seems that the gremlins didn’t stop at shutting down our server. The aspersions from the gremlin brigade seemed to have crossed all the way over to the Great State of Hawaii. — Fair use of all media.

Pending a peacefull stance from the Gremlin Brigade, we [the staff] will continue with the second part of NPR’s, María Hinojosa, stance on the ICE brigades raids, which she reports, are targeting browned-skinned people in the United States.