TimeStamp: 13.20 in Central Siren Time

Hey, Taggy Matcher,
Time flies….
it’s 3 o’Clock in Central NATO Time.

Previously on a cablecast retransmission of C-Span3
vía asegovia3:
El recuerdo del 2 de octubre, que,
No Se Olvida”…

EL GRITO… Méjico 68
Starring, a young Bobby Deniro.

ISSY, a lo mejor para Gustavo Díaz Ordaz, el puño en alto de Smith y Carlos durante los juegos olímpicos de 1968 le vino como un buen zafo siendo que para él [y solo él], los problemas de los negros en “America”, era el problema de los negros de allá y no el de los rijosos en La Plaza de Las Tres  Culturas.

Right now, “right now is no time for Siesta”…
just in case Ewe are trying to Relax!
Jazz from Abroad is about to start
right after some Jumping Jacks in a flash… Bitch
or something like that.

TimeStamp: 18h03 CET
… coming up after we [the staff] Burn One:
It’s Misread Quotes from The Very Soul of América,
with Special guest, “el AmigoVicente Fox Quesada.

TimeStamp: 19 hundred hours in CET, it’s Fall back [cáete pa’tras] time. El horario de Verano is over—the fall is here.

In New York City, the Time is 6 o’Clock on the p.m. dial.

The Second Amendment
El Monopolio de La Violencia

In Pittsburgh, an unrestrained and deranged manifestation of the 2nd Amendment gunned down a Jewish congregation. People died. After the tragedy, the president of the United States hinted to his enemies —the press— that there is no God and that if YOU and your family go into a place of worship, You and your family should be armed. In cases where an unrestrained and deranged manifestation of the 2nd Amendment invites itself to gun people down, God has never been there, Trump hinted to the press.

Future Farmers of America join “tracks” with the Future Tankers of America… Season 4; Episode 31 at the Ed Sullivan Theater casi Esquina con CNN.

Mean while in Iowa, Trump hinted that he always wanted to be a farmer… in the same way that he wanted to be a soldier.

¡Aguas!!! On the Paris Climate Accord Clock it’s 7 a.m.

… and tomorrow it’s October the 15th of 2018.

CONAGUA mexicana… context from the State of Sonora en tiempos de el PAN, follows.


In Mejico:
tommorow is a great day for Vicente Fox.
It’s good to be “El Presidente Amigo”,
but it is better—much better to be
el amigo de el presidente.

Bill Maher, “amigo” de Vicente Fox.
Take Coke, please… they have Cubic Tons of it, and as one of the largest PRIVATE or TRADED companies to overexploit fresh water reservoirs in Latin America, The Coca Cola Company®️ is ready to go the distance and, “Machete their way through “red” tape,”
have their Cake,
—and eat it too.

Yes, Bill Maher, we [the staff] agree with your staff writers, the next time that you criticize  the 24–Hr Hurricane Survival Reality T.V. News Cycle, please do your craft a favor and do a motherfucking follow–up on the human factors that have summoned the last ten Hurricanes.

Yes, Billy Boy, the next time that you, —motherfucker— get to interview former Mexican President, Vicente Fox, please ask that Son–of–Bitch to MERRILY MAKE SENSE OF his Fuckin’ FRACKING sponsorship, and if time permits on Overtime, ask that fucker why during his time in office (much like the ex Speaker of The House, John “teary eye” Boehner) he opposed anything having to do with the weed men, and all of a sudden he’s the darling of Cannabis deregulation everywhere.

Mr. Schmidty:
— We are talking about the most famous lie of an era… “I Didn’t Have Sex With That Woman“.
Beeeeeeeshhhhhh! I would say “Weapons of Mass Destruction” is up there too, no offense.

Dear ESPñ (Rafael Zamorano)… ahora sí:


Arriba Las Chivas… que bailan la danza en la frecuencia de los fips punto efe erres del 105.1 de FM en los interwebs que salen desde Montparnasse.

¡Arriba Las Chivas!!!¿Sí, pero cuáles³? ‘Pos aquellas que bailan la danza en la frecuencia de los fips punto efe erre, del 105.1 de FM en los interwebs que salen próximos a Montparnasse. Atte.: Vicente Fernández.   |   Uso justo de todos los noticieros, las marcas de cerveza, los marcadores presentados por una casa de apuestas; de un reloj [virtual] y de las sepulturas perpetuas en un cementerio municipal [en París, Francia].   ||   Contenido por ESPN, foto del número tres y del gorro en una tumba por Catalonio Barcelonnetto de Peralvillo*/segoviaspixes (2011-2016).

Así sueltos¹;  y sin  importar ningún por qué…  aunque;  por aquello de que no te entumas, te comento lo siguiente: cuando se trata de cubrir las noticias de México [en CET] el equipo de asegovia3.wordpress.com se reserva el derecho de bailar cada pieza: con, o sin dancing shoes.

[Raider Nation context follows].
TimeStamp: quince después de las veintidós horas [Hora de México]

… mientras tanto en Chihuahua:
Allá en Chihuahua no pasa nada.

Anyway, Ralph, had the staff not noticed at the end of your opinion that your convictions were ‘sponsored’, we [the staff] would have thought that you have never descended from you ivory tower for a beer or two with [the] closest thing that resembles a hooligan* on a Monday morning review of the Premier League on Cousin’s Joe morning show.  It just goes to show the hypocritical goals of BigBrother’ security camera placement. Personally, the staff here donates [for lack of a mécénant] an opinion on the recreational outbursts de alguna porra trogoldita de Fútbol Asociación fusionada con los [o las] inchas de una nación corsaria.

Anyway, Ralph… gotta go get a steak, or a kebab, but before the staff takes off one more thought: if Televisa, or ESPN, or whatever they call la franquicia de los deportes now a days wanted order, they should have injected rejuvenation shots to Joe Montana and the 49ers; or something like that.

De cualquier manera, Rafa. En Chihuahua, Tamaulipas, Durango, Coahuila y en Veracruz: no pasa nada.

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