Al parecer las jerarquías francesas en la administración de lo que se conoce como “el hexágono” van a llevar el mismo patrón (intelectual y estratégico) que el de las ligas de fútbol profesional en Europa.
En fin, ¿qué tienen que ver los tres diferentes Hôtel de Rambouillet anteriormente identificados, el servicio de lavandería de la Cruz Roja en la Plaza de las victorias, El Instituto Cervantes, Tumbona Ediciones y, los amigos de Javier Sicilia en París?
Pepe Garduño no me puede dejar mentir, his quick recap for the known news of April 9, 2013… it was about lobby firms selling “fear” to the Mexican government, fear of AK-47’s and “military style” rifles and other assorted truffles (punto y coma) the difference is that NOW, in 2021, la rue Vivianne is paying closer attention to Ancient Aliens, or the X-files, or some Alternative views from los cerros.
In another rollo, The Arab Spring is turning Ten, and regardless of the impact that it had (or it didn’t have) in strategic North Africa quadrants, the revolts provided a how to template, if you will, for what los mexicanos de Cuernavaca en la explanada de los derechos humanos, en París, would call las tardeadas domingueras “estamos hasta la madre” with Dee Jay Javi Sicilia, followed by the « ras de bol » marchas del “Frente Amplio de izquierda mexicana” en République.
… pues hay más o menos; c’est-à-dire, so–so, my friend.
La cosa es que por cinco putos años levanté la voz sobre el Estado de Cuernavaca, pero aquí en París todos y cada uno de los pinches ZAPATISTAS de la puta vida rosa anarquista con colchón y del arte patrocinado, pues, son muy poderosos. Hay culeros que llegan hasta lo más hondo de La ‘bendita’ Prefectura de París; disfrazados de contribuidores, o ‘exponentes’ de cultura y arte mexicano, etc, etc, etc… y no hacen más que correr la voz de: ¡Alerta! ¡Alerta! Y los borreguitos que nomas siguen y no cuestionan ni las putas “ñ’es” en los Gignacs, se encargan de meter las zancadillas… Verdad que sí, mi querido PABLO GLEASON. A propos, maestro, ¿a qué horas es la manif’ de los chavos de Ayotzinapa? De paso di a qué horas comienza la FUNCIÓN DE CINE DE la Estrategía BERNARDO GÓMEZ / ENRIQUE PEÑA NIETO, edición 2017?… en fin.
*Emmanuel Macron, How do you say:
<< …our nation turns its prestigious eyes to you, >> in Grand École French?
Dear former economy minister of my nigga at L’Élysée**, and current front-runner for the French presidential stationary and all the ‘goodies’, which that particular 5-year post entails.
** “My niggas in Paris” was the
slogan in the form of hip-hop from
François Hollande to the 93 zip code crowds
at Seine Saint-Denis, during
the French Presidential Race of 2012.
Anyway, please forget my time-delayed musings, but the staff at asegovia3 was way to fucking depressed yesterday, the second day of the Third month of 2017 in order to make the necessary appendix to this blog. You see Monsieur Macron, you have already happened to have caught our attention back when the policies that you, under the current president François Hollande, implemented into law in order to get the long-distance bus service on your autoroutes [that’s toll roads in English, y carreteras de cuota en Espagnol]. As a matter of fact, we saw the fruits of your legislation come to life on the stretch of highway that runs from the Southeastern on-ramps in Paris in the direction to the Le Mans circuits on the stretch of road that delivers traffic all the way to Nantes, and then to the byways that take you into Pornic, and yes of course; Pornichet on your beautiful Atlantic Tour-de-France coast.
—ANUNCIO DE OCASIÓN—
Señoras y señores [y señoritas también]
En México y en mundo La Cerveza se Corona;
y México Lindo y Querido: La Masturbación no Mata; pero si tu maldito poder.
—Esto fue, un ANUNCIO DE OCASIÓN¹—
As a matter of fact, we at asegovia3 happened to have used those road trips as an octane additive to our observations of a Frenchman musings and questionings during his tourist visa stay in Cuernavaca, which he used to observe and or contemplate —yes, Mr. Macron, contemplate— why Mexico didn’t have a passenger train service industry. Unfortunately for this blog, which is now closed —nobody was reading it [out loud]. Our guess here, is that IF A FRENCH INSTITUTION OR A FRENCH PERSON DID NOT INVENTED IT, OR IT DID NOT COME UP WITH THE IDEA—or dared to pose the question, well— Then It Does Not Exists. Do correct us on this [our take on why the rest of the world ‘seem to not understand the French] if we are wrong, tell your people at Poitiers to tell us so [why not, eh?]. Anyway, this coming Monday, the staff of asegovia3 has a meeting at one of the many Pôle-Emploi satellites, this meeting is for the purpose of requesting and/or convincing the staff there to give us their STAMP of Approval [Un puto COTEJADO, pues] to ‘validate’ the creation of this very First-Draft, which oh-by-the-güey: happens to deal with at least one of the issues [code word: nepotism in politics] that you, As A Candidate in the presidential race of 2017 proposed yesterday in Your Political Manifesto.
But getting back to the theme of today’s contemplation, as another matter of fact, the staff here at asegovia3 witnessed in the first person the decline, the closure —and the dissemination— of the nationalized passenger train industry in Mexico, in fact; VICTOR MANUEL QUINTANA SILVEYRA [the “padrino” to the cuasicomunista MORENA-Francia in 2014 and turncoatconsigliere to the current right-wing governor in the Mexican state of Chihuahua] wont let this blog lie:
… if you ever rode on the N de M[that’s short for Nacionales de México, not “Nalgas de Manuel”] from Torreón-Coahuila to Ciudad Juárez-Chihuahua you would note that at that particular border stop, on the last stretch of Mexican asphalt that lead you over into the Union Pacific rails [and the Greyhound® and Trailways® bus depots in the United States] the statue of Vicente Guerrero on a horse welcomed you on your descent to an arrondissement called “La Chaveña”… ain’t that right, Professor Quintana?
Yes, Mr. Macron, like a Tom Hank’s fictional character we were there. Is not that we at asegovia3 claim that we’ve been everywhere, but we at asegovia3 have been everywhere that we have said that WE HAVE BEEN TO, punto!
… And yes, Mr. Macron: “Comme d’habitud,” be yet another to ignore our call,
and let the Far-Right take a hold of
our musings like “the good people” of Donald Trump did
just a little while-ago in 2016.
Opining from Paris:
The team from DON’T Shoot the MESSENGER News.
Did you know that the French invented opinions, that’s why their most popular knife is called Opinel… go ahead BuzzFeed; take the credit for the last statement. [We wrote the last instruction, of course, “with love in our hearts,” Note to editors: the brackets, in their entirety, must be read in a Brian Williams voice].
TimeDelayed sources en el periférico de un espectacular:
1. Muñoz, E., Becerril, J., en RadioFormula; “Fallece bombero al caer cuando intentaba desconectar espectacular que transmitía video ‘porno'”. VÍA: www .reddit /r/ mexico
En México, los arneses son ensambles para la industria automotriz —no artefactos de SEGURIDAD en el CAMPO laboral. —|— Al regresar: Un Uso Justo de todos los medios y las noticias del “porno” con Denise Maerker y Carlos Loret de Mola, video dirigido y “Hecho en México” por Duncan Bridgeman, Guión: Pantelion Films y Televisa; Elenco: Las Estrellas. Música: Los Putos de Molotov.
25 y 26 de mayo, 2016 La impunidad envuelta en un estandarte institucionalizado.
_____________ USO JUSTO de los MEDIOS ___________
Referencia cruzada: credits follow… | Cuernavaca no es Ayotzinapa, pero los vínculos entre la impunidad y el estado [por lo menos en México] parece que sí están allí… ingeniosamente inmiscuidos, ¿o a poco no?. || Fair use of a “Mexican business-type” newspaper.
This is to say, that when it comes to causation, the correlations of impunity and ‘those in power’ do seem to be there, crossing each other with consequences that seems to dictate political discourse —and agendas— around the world.
The Squared Circle y El Pancracio
“The wickedness,” as the poet with the Indiana Jones hat recently put it to CNN’s Carmen Aristegui, is that the governor [Graco Ramírez] chose March 28 of 2014 as the official day when the entire state of Morelos would pay homage to the victims of violence… a very loaded ‘public relations’ move on behalf of the political class. This is why they [the people] in Mexico say, that in politics, the only thing that is serious [there] is Lucha Libre.
My Pillow’s time stamp: 11h Central Europe Time. | La almohada del llamado sueño americano, y las noticias de Aljazeera. || Fair use of media —randomly— found on the interwebs… El comfort de tus nostalgias.
It should be noted that on March 28 of 2011, Sicilia’s son —Francisco— was found [murdered] inside of a vehicle in town called Temixco [also in the state of Morelos]. At this point, it would probably be worth mentioning that on that day [March 28], six more victims were found inside of the same vehicle where Francisco Sicilia was recovered from. This is to say, that nostalgia wise: state, collusion, and criminality were all BUZZWORDS that oh-by-the-way, marked Mexican president Felipe Calderon’s six-year term in office—You know, the one that coincided with a federally sponsored “gun running” operation called Fast and Furious.
[Contenido exclusivo sobre Javier Sicilia y su movimiento en París, a seguir]… in the meantime, watch 4 squares:
“What’s up doc?”… Wrong turn in Al-boir-cur-kee… Media credits for the New Mexico riots follow, because that’s not all folks!
The good thing about Mexican current affairs [International “patatas bravas” Edition] is that the ruling political party’s good name has been saved. In Spain, the virtue and the FAMILY NAME of the former governor of the state of Coahuila [Humberto Moreira] is now a case for the archives. Case closed for the man who, at one point in his political career, also hopped his way to the chairmanship of the ruling party. Maybe, just maybe, that’s why this case displays the same characteristics of a teflon® ‘don’ trial in —say— New Jersey. I typed the latter because the charges against Moreira [como de costumbre] did not stick; those charges, by—the—güey, ranged from the embezzlement and misappropriation of state funds, money laundering, bribery, and criminal associations with the same criminals [mind you] that Eric Holder[ a former team U.S.A. Attorney General ] authorized the selling of automatic weapons to.
Sin comentarios… excepto lo del Uso Justo de los Medios para poder actualizar “Lo Único Que Es Serio de la política en México—es La Lucha Libre”.
In a case that holds its weight on judicial dissonance [nada que ver con la disonancia cognitiva] the arrest of Moreira, which happened earlier in mid-January, followed a detention request from the U.S. government.
In Saltillo* [the state capital] the agenda is now set to move on to a more clear and present danger, or as the Rubén Moreira, eldest brother of Humberto —and current governor in that same state— would say: the penny dreadful threat of Donald Trump becoming president of Team U.S.A… Donald is Coahuila’s Antichrist, this according to the current Moreira in power, in the state of Coahuila de Zaragoza.
* Saltillo [en Castellano] roughly translates to Little hop/skip.
El comal le dijo a lo olla: #MissiónCumplida… y “el chapo” se va a las ligas mayores en los EE.UU. | Uso justo de los medios para mejor ilustrar lo que son las notas cruzadas… Salud, y Patatas Bravas para todos!!!
After thought: it is probably worth mentioning [for the uninitiated] that former governor Humberto Moreira shares a thing in common with former poet Javier Sicilia: they both lost an offspring to criminals in a so-called ‘narco-war’. Perhaps both of those public figures share the same contempt for the ATF**
** Team U.S.A. bureau of Alcohol Tobacco and Firearms.