Well how about, that! Now we know how many Taylor Swifts it takes to fill a Katty Kay political engagement in a concert hall.
Got my spine Eye got my Boing de guayaba.
For context, if Katty Kay filled a concert hall with Rosbifs in Rosbiflandia it is because with morbid fascination the Brits are counting the days until the American Experiment is quashed by Donald Trump.
Ah-yes… the Univision sheeple of the Commonweath of Kentucky, followed by “Los Hijos de AMLO y sus guayaberas blancas”.
In local news, the richest man and luxury capo of Möet Hennessy Louis Vuitton and, Lebron James in L.A., just put out a blacklist on the French press and sources close to Los Amigos de México en Francia (Bernard Arnault’s most pretentious clients) relay that Anabel Hernández is also “absolutely forbidden to speak” to any monkey working for LVMH.
Here is the breakdown of how the Curse of The Guayabera aligns in the “sustitución de importaciones” or TARIFFS of the 1960’s and today’s Narco Politics of Mexican Cinéma in Cannes.
SHEER HEART ATTACK mashup: “Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone —•—•— I can see what you want me to be… There’s a rumor going round Gotta clear outta town I’m smelling like a dry }—~~~\*> Here come the law gonna break down the door Gonna carry me away once more Never never I never want it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy stone cold crazy you know.” Eh!
…y las empresas —mineras— canadienses, gracias en GRAN PUTA parte
al sub suelo mexicano hoy son mucho más RICAS
que la semana pasada.
Bring Back That Leroy Brown “We want Leroy for President“
PSA:
… en caso de que no sepan La Semana no será Labrada por Philippe,
todo el equipo de Direct News CMATIN…
o algo así, se fueron de Vacaciones
a Acapulco – y los muy canallas
¡no nos invitaron!
En Syria, Donald Trump decidió enviarle un mensaje a el Complejo Industrial Militar:
Compañeros, gracias al bombardeo de anoche, las ganancias de nuestro [o sea de los inversionistas bélicos] van a hacer que las ganancias del 2017 de la industria minera canadiense parezca morralla dominguera en cine de rancho industrializado…
… anygüey, to quote The Who: …it’s a put on.
Assad could have been taken out a long long long time ago, but then again, it would be bad for Business, or as Juanito Guanavacoa likes to “put it”, bad for “WarBusiness”.
TimeStamp: it’s High Noon in Central Europe Time
Coming up after the break,
It’s time to meet the fellow who claims to be The Mexican Macron,
but given his Political Party ‘humble beginings’
AND
the inherit obsequiousness of their Foreign Policy
we [the Staff] believe that Mr. Anaya would be a Storm trooper in Stiletto
for the Canadian Mining Gang
as well.
No se vaya… deteniendo, eh!
Saqueo and A Put On combo… ¡Viva ProMéxico! °°°___°°° “Dislocate your spine if you don’t sign, he says, I’ll have you seeing double (double)… Seduce you with his money-make machine, cross-collateralize, (big-time money money).”
What ever happened to Death on Two Legs… ahora se pusieron de moda los arrodillados?, eh! Pregunta un tal ZAPATA.
TimeStamp: 23—hundred hours on a very Fine Day!
Resulta idóneo hacer un para-lelos… de la manera como los esclavos de Dixie (los que trabajaban adentro de la mansión, anygüey) celebraban junto con el patrón (pero eso si, desde sus chozas) cuando El Amo Tenía la ocasión de celebrar… como por decir, cuando el despepite o la hojeada dejaban ganancias por arriba de lo que se esperaba ganar…. Pinche Economista Chayotero. A tu nota le falta la sustancia, EL ELEMENTO —pues. ¡Viva México!
