Last weekend edition — Tonight

Imagine, AMLO if when you are president and John Mill Ackerman, your Transportation and Communications Secretary, Aeroméxico goes on strike, like say, Air France right now with Jupiter in France, how in the heck are you going to arrive to your first visit to Trump Hotel in Washington, eh?… gonna ride a Chihuahuense and connect to a Greyhound in El Chuco, pues?

Blackhole Sun… for the record, little Uranus is next to The Sun King, Right now…

So who would have thunk it, eh? It’s been one year and Three CHINESE DOG Days since president-elect Maron began to morph into that big gaseous ball in the sky called Zeuscalled Jupiter. What a ride, eh?

One down four to go… Right now, los rieleros del norte de Nantes se estan preguntando y los stone temple pilots de Orly are wondering what else is ah–gonna–go, eh? }-—-~~~\*>  Uso justo de Sciences Po.

It’ll probably be an awkward moment when the Climate Change topic comes up… but right now, before the Big Kat works a double shift for the BBC —there are news to break: TORONTO.

TORONTO… context follows.

Tariffs, Syria, Michael Bloomberg’s check book, etcetera… etcetera… etcetera.

Viva la bald head! Hey purple wearing pundit at msnbc, coming up is Prince as an Irish Statement to the Vatican, eh. — Joe Pesci, love your work but in the End, Time showed you that You, ewe silly fuck can Go Fuck Yourself!, eh… anygüey Nicole, you should dial your satellite radio to the Siren freaq’s à Paris this week.

… and then there’s this whole Iran deal that little Ur-american-president–Anus is fixed on pulling out of his ass; and so, to opportunistically paraphrase Brozo the Shady Clown from last night’s post debate, that would be like a nuclear fusion Coïtus Interruptus, so! The Staff here hopes that Jupiter’s mission on this trip is more than a “bromance” with the [porn] Queen’s orangutan where all that Little Uranus wants to talk about concerns how to prepare a 4th of July Military Parade à la français.

Three days with LCI while Macron is at little Ur-american-president-Anus… context with Rachel Maddow Follows, eh!

Sir Ben Kingsley, as Costa Pasha, quote on Diplomacy, follows.

TimeStamp:

TimeStamp: NOW!

Actualización 2017 — El Sismo de Stephanie Rhule

Feb. 14th to Dec. 31st
Le watching ton poste***

Happy New Year, REVOLUTION.

… edición limitada. The original of this particular image capture is available for viewing down at the other City of Lights, Lyon, until the middle of January 2018. •~|~• Metro L1 Bastille, salida a l’Opera.

En México tembló, y como de costumbre, Frida fue el centro de atención, —por 15 minutos Stephanie Rhule, la más carísmatica de las 9 de la mañana en Nueva York no pudo contener las de cocodrilo en televisión; la pequeña Frida yacía por debajo de una d’esas mesas de marmól que la directora de una escuela privada usaba en un apartamento de lujo mal construido, y por encima de los códigos de construccion, fincado directamente en el techo de las aulas en dónde los niños toman sus Cariño$a$ lecciones.

La historia de la pequeña Frida María… o algo así, resultó ser falsa como la ayuda de Washington D.C. y Donald Trump para con los Boricuas; sin embargo, pasados otros 15 minutos, entre los escombros las camaras de televisión captaron a otra Frida, una perrita rescatista que restoró el nombre más emblematico para Los Amigos de Mexico en Francia y de El Servicio Exterior Mexicano.

Anygüey:

The narrative in this time-frame picks up after the surreal inauguration of the 45th President of The United States of America, and it is set against the backdrop of bizarre political discourses, partisan punditry, corrupt government institutions, sycophantic bureaucrats, general purpose toadies, lukewarm activists and, a daily dose of heterogeneous vignettes that strategically keeps the tale–of–the–tape up–to–date on an array of tangential topics that deal with current events.

Pareidolia: one eyed cyborg with an Electric Crown… o el número 3 consolando a un corazón agujerado… si en el cuadro ves una esposa, eso es solo tu imaginación… •_|_• Fair use of Michal Batory, and #STANDUP4HUMANRIGHTS en La Torre de Saint-Jacques; 75001. Foto captura del poster de Michal Batory por: armando segovia / segoviaspixes… Uso justo de todos los derechos por todos los medios.

[Signal interference]

Mientras tanto en Veracruz, las secciones de sociales de todos los periódicos del Estado, celebran la mudanza de la Familia Duarte Macias a El Reino Unido… porque en verdad, ellos si “se lo merecen”.

🎶🎵🎶…where’s the Shade that You’ ve got it made? To me it’s just Monkey Business… according to the Gospel of Skid Row.

With that in mind, once again, do remember that we are just beginning to scratch the Mexican surface of a multilayered transnational chronicle, which started out with the premise of a six-year reportage that was to follow the events of The Year of Mexico in France (2011) as a collective ensemble of “opening acts” in the run-up to the 2012 Mexican presidential election, which as luck would have, Mexico’s suffrage excercise was coincidentally sandwiched on the same calendar year between the election processes of La France and The United States.

Sophia Loren: Signore, come si dice, carta da imballaggio per la carne fredde in spagnolo? –•_!_~  Anthony Quinn*: Si traduce nello stesso modo in cui si pronuncia la parola, Giornale, alla fine, Signora, servono la stessa cosa. — Translation Services brought to you by Bing!

* Anuncio:

“Si las cosas que valen la PENA, se hicieran facilmente, cualquiera las haría.”… now, watch Donald Trump steal Anthony Quinn’s, quinntessential quote.

[Signal interference cleared]

…as a matter of record, and as we [the staff] type this yearly update, the political experiment called the United States of America is now facing its toughest trial as the elected few try to figure out if the U.S. Constitution is as hallowed as the Republicans made it out to be when a White House intern sucked-off the Commander-in—Chief in his hour of need or, if Washington D.C. is once and for all going to test the burning quality of that hemp paper that the American Magna Carta was written on, once Red-Blooded Americans finally realized that on The Chinese “Year of The Fire Duck,” their 45th President turned the United States of America into a BANANA REPUBLIC… much like the ones that the U.S. Department of State has installed —year after year — after year, after year, AFTER YEAR following the post–Manifest Destiny Doctrine around strategic parts of The Globe… like say, most recently in Israel.

El colmo de los COLMEX es de que México, “aun sin TLCAN” sigue siendo el patio trasero para los “tickers” de la bolsa de valores en Wall Street •—_¡_—• La fuente de los colmos llega por cortesía del periódico La Jornada, Viernes 29 de diciembre de 2017, p. 3; y la foto del barandal negro del #217 de la Saint Germain–des–Pres, por el staff / segoviaspixes 2017.

FREQUENCY HOP

Meanwhile, at Le Élysée and under President Emmanuel Macron, La France is a Work–in–Progress

Dimanche, Dimanche, DIMANCHE!!! It’s Jupiter’s LIQUIDATION SALE. ⚡️—_¡_— ⚡️ SUNDAY, SUNDAY, SUNDAY… our guess is that the United Arab Emirates will be owning the rest of Paris, and perhaps even a big chunk of La Défense, as well.

From our angle, we [the staff] have noticed that Mr. Macron is fixated on at least two things that we’ve made arcs of in the span of our journey to France, number one are the Scott Onstott’s observations about how the French capital continues to have a multi-generational obsession with Hermetic symbolism and specifically with the Cult of Isis, as per the the lore of “Thrice–greatest”, Hermes Trismegistus; and number two, Mr. Macron’s steadfast intent to catch-up with the de-regulated United States and a brave new Keynesian World. Mr. M’s first presidential moves were first picked up by our radars when he single–handedly fired up a lightning bolt and got his old boss, François Hollande, to deregulate the intercity motor coach industry; since then, the young Sciences-Polita has moved up in the Universe and he is now on track to reform labor, education, the Fucking Olympics, and of course just to fuck with the labor unions: unemployment benefits laws, by-God, he even wants to resuscitate Latin from the Dead–Languages Pantheon… our guess is that this is why the press don’t call him Zeus, and stick with the Romans reference, to refer to His Excellency, and YES, this information will be on the re-structured BAC.

… anygüey, did you happen to catch a glimpse at the asteroid that zipped a few nights ago straight through the Central Europe DarkTime Zone? What a near-miss, eh.

We now return to our regular review about México.

Breaking the News

TOP CUTLINE: “… se preveía”, ¿pues qué creían? ¿Que el PRI iba a desaprovechar la “cruda” navideña y no encontrar la manera de que los Doctores Magistrados fallaran en favor de la ignominia? Viva México, y El Reino Unido que alberga a saqueadores como a JaviDu. #GiveMeThePower #QueMinguenSuChadreLosDeMoLoTov –>>_¡_<<–  LOWER CUTLINE: … and then of course, as a new Global Warming Trend, big fucking hurricanes happened, and the tale–of–the–tape revealed that both President Trump and President Macron were a bit slow in responding to their protectorate territories in the Caribbean, leaving thousands of people to fend for themselves in the middle of unprecedented devastation. —•_!_•— Double Entry capture is courtesy of the Pop-ads on “the” PubliMetro.  Fair use of all media.

Next, on FRANCE 24 en Espagnol
La alianza hidrocálida,
en concubinato con:
Canal Once TV…
PRESENTAN

Comprando cigarros en Hong Kong, con “El Piporro”.

Synopsis: El Piporro visita Francia.

[Man’s voice:
Mr. Eulalío “Lalo” González melodically describes in his trademarked neoleonense style à La Legión Extranjera de la Explanada de Trocadéro — Yann Tiersen is in charge of the musical track that serves “El Piporro’s” voice as background; for this commission, YANN enlists DAFT PUNK to collaborate on an Alsace style Polka, featuring Al Yankovic.]

… meanwhile in the Franco–Mexican bubble, the local Francilien Cuernavaquense, —o mismo— el parisino sinaloense–coahuilense–campechano, o mismo, from that particular place in Las Lomas_near–”chilangolandia,” now ex-Distrito Federal; without forgetting, —ah, pero cómo no…¡faltara menos¡ The rest of the Mexican state entities que–componen_à—La Federación—raza, el PRI ahora hasta quiere censurar y meterte a la celda que desocupó Lencha Cassaz, si tú decides decirle sus verdades a politicos como JaviDu, o el mismísimo Humberto Moreira— ¡Ajúa! Y es que “el PRI sí sabe como gobernar“, dijo un señor profesor de nombre Alain Rouquie, en el cierre de las jornadas del Colmex, allá en Sciences-Po, y por supueesto en Saint Germain–des–Pres; 1 de febrero, 2013.

#LosHijosDeSuChingadaMadre #LoHicieronPorTi –>>_!_<<– Synopsis: La ya identificada Dictadura Perfecta por el perucho (Vargas Llosa) se perfila para hacerle comparsa a lo sucedido en estos ULTIMOS 3 DÍAS EN IRAN… context continues to develop, stick around.

Because when it comes to rallying a group of elites that can band together and block anyone or any group “who dares disturb their idilic status,” (Linares /1) nobody can co-opt or make turn–coats out of left–of–center activists any better than the wealth hogs operators and spies who at the stroke of a signed invitation to become a ‘cultural ambassador‘, or an opportunity to headline an MODERN ART exposition they successfully seduce artists, writers, —film makers— students and (we hope that Rachel Maddow can forgive us for typing the following) Community Organizers; YES, you read the latter RIGHT: Community Organizers, to raise one fist in anger against a governments trespasses, and extend the other below the waist when they think that no one is looking, palm–up and all five fingers pointing outwards to receive commissions and prizes from the same public servants that they are rallying against.

[Frequency Hop interference]

IRÁN: Fuerzas de Seguridad Interior abren fuego en dirección de manifestantes. Gobierno promete “puño de hierro” si las protestas no cesan. En el tercer día de descontento social el periódico The Telegraph reportó dos muertes de bala de rifles de El Estado. }-––~\•>   Dear NYT: cualquier parecido, paralelo, o similitud a lo que puede pasar el próximo 2 de junio en Mexico será pura coincidencía. — Screen-grab is courtesy of Frances Rivera de MSNBC.

[UNAUTHORIZED Frequency hop cleared]

Take it from, say… Professor Victor Quintana Silveyra, whose pretty
mug is on the high list to grace the reference picture of el Instituto Federal Electoral brochure on how to become a better Political Chapulín. That’s right, folks, squeeze your living abroad experience to the maximum. Profit from your long–hours of community organizing and political activism to overthrow el PRI’s legacy of corruption, its long list of institutionalized ineptitude and, nepotism’s favorite cousins: The Cronies; don’t think twice, become an infiltrated turncoat for the good of The Federation and the supreme party… for further information please contact the offices of the Mexican Foreign Service, or reach out to one of the many associations of Los Amigos de México en Francia®.

[Man’s voice: El Piporro]

Porque en México
solo brincando como un Chapulín, raza,
se puede llegar al Cielo:

Rayuela

Apophenia…Dear, non- readers of this most inconsequential blog, any similarities or hints that the above Hopscotch sketch resembles the fuselage of an AIRPLANE is purely coincidental, because the image clearly resembles a Capped Hex nut on a Threaded Set bolt with a loose Heavy Hex nut.

And if you ever played hopscotch you know that if you touch any parts of the sketched outline on the ground, or if you can’t keep your balance on the way to ‘heaven’ and you fall out of the path, then you have to start from scratch all over again.

… Señoras y señores: Las Fuentes de doña Vilma y los bobó del VoBo de La Vie en Rose à Paris. }––~~\•> Theme melody: Duke Ellington’s “Springtime in Paris”… uso justo de todos los bobos.

And for some reason, as Mexicans get ready to endure the most difficult of General Elections since Carlos Salinas de Gortari usurped the 1998 election of from Cuauhtémoc Cárdenas, it seems eerily strange that the very same issue that competed for headlines with narco related executions in 2011 (previous) to the Presidential race of 2012 involved ex President Felipe Calderón’s executive decision to deploy Mexican troops, to do police work on the streets of Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua; back then “Juaritos” held the Heavyweight Title of Reporters Without Borders: Murder Capital of The World.

Whomever becomes the next president of Mexico on that 1st of December of 2018 (Chinese Year of The Brown Dog) is going to have to set his two pretty bureaucrat feet on the ground and start from Scratch.

por ejemplo, apreciada Panchita Rivera:

… “and so it goes”.

Because normally, in countries where citizens don’t have to fear little inconveniences like looking at or, rubbing a soldier the wrong way, and then getting sodomized for that transgression with the barrel of a rifle in the hands of say, a a squad of Mexican soldiers; it would seem rather logical to get the Executive branch of the government to sign off on an Legislative order to complement the tasks of local cops (and gendarmes, when applicable) in order to approach such formidable enemies of the civilian population, like say, narcos or terrorists; however, in banana republics, where power usually goes unchecked, this avenue of approach tends to add to the collective psychosis and it’s fertile ground for the start of a Beautiful and Perfect Dictatorship.

Now maybe it’s because of the lack of an enforceable Code of Military Justice, or because if there is in fact one in place, the military code is usually above any civil code, think of it as something kin to “diplomatic immunity” when transgressions to the law from the ranks take place and thus, impunity reigns and abuse of power goes wild, —literally.


Y ahora con ustedes:

“Turn on the TV, ‘cause I got nowhere to go
Seems that there’s a little trouble down in Mexico
A 13-year-old boy robs a store so he can eat
And they got him doing time while killers walk the streets”.

Las fuentes para los Bobo’s, de doña Vilma, y sin ningún orden en particular y como regalo para Paco Ignacio Taibo 2: de quien se sabe que odia las reglas de anotación y los pie de páginas.

— Crépel, S., “SUNDAY, Sunday, SUNDAY!!!, vía: Ohhhh, the humanity; https://www.humanite.fr/privatisations-macron-brade-lenergie-les-tarmacs-et-les-jeux-647478#undefined.uxfs

— Steels, E. “200,000 Morts Au Mexique: La ley del narco”. Vía: Libération; http://www.liberation.fr/planete/2017/12/25/onze-ans-d-efforts-200-000-morts-et-des-cartels-au-plus-fort_1618862

Men-at-Work… Business as Usual; “…to me it’s just Monkey Busines”, dijo Skid Row.

— Thompson Reuters… 1. Reporting by Lizbeth Diaz and 2. Christine Murray; 3. writing by Julia Love; 4. editing by Dave Graham and 5. Leslie Adler… Reporting by Lizbeth Diaz and Christine Murray; writing by Julia Love; editing by Dave Graham and Leslie Adler… and a bag-load of uncredited Santa’s Little Helpers whose identities Business Insider promised to protect: http://www.businessinsider.com/mexicos-president-signs-internal-security-law-before-court-review-2017-12?IR=T

— Fuentes, V., “La risa”, en La Jornada de los VoBo’s de la Embajada Mexicana en París: http://www.jornada.unam.mx/2017/12/26/opinion/a04a1cul

— Poy, S.L., “El Colmo de los COLMEX”, via: http://www.jornada.unam.mx/2017/12/29/index.php?section=politica&article=003n1pol

Sanchez, R

Información llega por REDDIT .com /r/worldnews; vía: http ://www .telegraph .co .uk /news /2017 /12 /30/ iranian-students-clash-police-tehran-protests-enter-third-day/

… and of course, Frances Rivera: Happy New Year, Chula, Feliz Año Nuevo 2018:

ISSY, Steph Rhule bien puede ser la más carísmatica de La Barra de Mr. Peacock, pero Frances, tú eres La Más Chula.

 

E in quest’altro angolo… Cantinflas

Section 5 — Book review (part II)

licenciado Brozo: arriba encontrará las instrucciones del Salibazo y luego, por más abajo yo le meto el contexto de lo grueso en el contenido de los párrafos de Le Monde; y de antemano, licenciado Brozo, les voy a sugerir a los de Le Monde que por favor pasen por sus webs y le repasen su pinche galería #19 (#FuerzaMexico) de la semana pasada para que doña Sinclair pueda (mejor) medir lo que una cuarta de los ingresos públicos al PRI, en realidad significan en un mendigo año electoral. [Por favor lease usando la voz del gran Clavillazo].

... El referí para esta batalla programada a 3-rounds sin límite de tiempo por el campeonato de los Super Plumas de la comedia nacional es el PRIMER ACTOR Eric del Castillo, padre de familia a quien desafortunadamente se le rompió el corazón y falleciera luego de que su hija (en el papel de La Reina del Pacífico) y Sean Penn (en el papel de “un” periodista de Rolling Stone) orquestarán la siguiente (y actual) “guerra de plazas” entre criminales disfrazados de políticos y de narcotraficantes arropados por LA IMPUNIDAD: Viva México.

Context follows… pero de arranque: las bibliotecas (Jon Stewart) por eso son buenas, they are the original —Come as you are— sanctuary that help the common person by-pass and mitigate the new medias proliferation of the la pinche ‘pay wal’…

Entonces, Sr. Saliba, en el capítulo anterior le comentamos que sugerir en un periódico nacional con talla mundial, —como lo es Le Monde— de que el primer brote DE COLECTIVIDAD SOLIDARIA de parte de una nueva camada de mexicanos encajonada en los parámetros de una generalización generalizada por sociólogos y estadistas para que economicistas y politólogas*saqueen— su agosto intelectual, surgió a partir de los primeros instantes del terremoto de la semana pasada, allá en el centro de México, pues… a nosotros [aquí en el staff] nos parece algo miope, o quizá hasta repasado con la lupa que hace ver los hechos con una vista —algo— gorda.

🎤 “Well, we’re moving on up 🎶  We are moving on up 🎤 to the top”… próximamente en Luxor.  Context  follows; but for starters the lyrics above must be harmonized with The Jefferson’s theme. 🎵 ” We’ve finally got a piece of the [Hermetic] pie.”

*… Dra. Olvera, T., le pido una disculpa por haber apuntado politólogas en lugar de politólogos; pero para causa y efecto una y otro son la misma chingadera, [¿a poco no Licenciado, Gleason, P.?] especialmente cuando profesionistas juegan las dos caras de una misma boleta electoral, buscando con ello sacar el mejor provecho individual —gane quién gane— y eso, Señora, es un claro ejemplo de lo que a lo mejor se puede encajonar en los anales de la anti agencia moral en filosofía, porque precisamente, licenciado, la anti agencia carece de MORAL; y como todos sabemos, “la moral es un árbol del que brotan moras” y que para causa y efecto ya no existe en el panorama de la política mexicana— pereció porque los políticos de abolengo exterminaron esa variedad de troncos con 70 años consecutivos en el poder: Viva México.

🎤 Je suis en colére ce soir... 🎵 et je pense que je ne t’aime plus…” atte: China Forbes & Philippe Katerine; via Pink Martini por YouTube [punto] com.

… AL REGRESAR:
¡Lo logramos!!! We made it, Sweetie! We’ve are descending into our 666th post on this blog! And to Celebrate, “AMADA MIA,” a Pink Martini is en route to your orbit and it’s specifically mixed for You. Thank you for not reading this, and because your Love stings y yo Soy de la tierra del alacrán: i’m Still Loving You (Europa*).

Europa is a moon in Jupiter: here’s looking at you, Kid… We’ll always have Paris… Mannheim and of course, El Paso —en el tiempo.

Dear, John Mill Ackerman… Dr. (PhD) One-Each.

Dear, John Mill Ackerman… Dr. (PhD) One-Each.

Happy 4th of July. You Ol’Gringo—You! —|— Fragmento de un derecho a réplica… Uso justo de todos los medios; context follows.

… a 3 minute story is still to come, full-disclosure, it’s really nothing more than a review of a “short edition” romance that we [the staff] recently picked up (we shit–you–not) in receipt paper format at the waiting area of La Gare d’Austerlitz (right before the SNCF security detail kindly asked us [the staff] and a Roma tribe to vacate the premises).

This “short edition” romance in receipt paper format, is courtesy of La Gare d’Austerlitz and shortédition… at shor-edition . com —|— Fair use of all available forms of Comunication.

Anyway, John, the 3 minute story is really a romance novel about the imaginary nostalgia of an Ol’Vespa scooter reminiscing about the love affair of an express delivery guy and his Ol’Flame… oh, the memories of that first ride together.

A bust of a “little princess,” and the “new” reflection of where Jour et Nuit (a free-form mixed cultural space, and squat) used to be. Rue de Saint Charles, vicinity Métro Line 10 [75015]. Foto por Armando Segovia… te la regalo, Princesa, desde lo más profundo de mi corazón.

So, Johnny, while we [the staff] buffer up that trip into a post, we need to ask: have we mentioned —yet?— that the French flags, which usually —all by their lonesome— decorate the main windows at l’Hôtel de Ville [75004] have, for the past few days, been flanked by a bunch of Stars and Stripes?… GOOD THING Marianne stills considers the U.S. of A. a friend, because apparently the Party of the German Chancellor, Angela Merkel, no longer does.

Mixed signals… or something like that. —|— Uso justo de Mme. Sinclaire and her HuffPost at Le Monde.

We [the staff] think that we’ve made that observation already; but just in case, let it be known that the main square of the Parisian City Hall, along with its all-purpose garage, which we might add it is Also Known As ‘the’ Pavillon Circulaire, both are practically littered with standing Coca-Cola refrigerators right behind what seems to be draft beer dispensing bars; or something like that… the only thing in terms of Americana paraphernalia that is missing there right now, apreciado Juan Molino Campos-Hombre, is some Good Ol’Fashioned Rock and Roll music, but we reckon that that is why the big all-purpose stage is there for.

Our guess is that any day now the Anhauser-Busch or the Coors Brewing Co., or maybe even Walmart (why not?) are going to be sponsoring all kinds of community outings here in France.

Of course, John, as recently as six years (and six months) ago, when we [the staff] would note to francophiles everywhere (and to the French people, too) about the rapid growth of chez Ronald McDonald’s [1], or about the wide spread of Seattle’s own [2] “twin tailed mermaid,” overtaking the French bistros or those famed cafes along the Left Bank, we [the staff] would get a bunch of One—Eyed raised eyebrows with a side of puffed up lips spouting ‘petit’ farting sounds, garnished with a graceful Red scarf*, as a reward for our observations regarding the future landscape of business establishments [popping up] in front of the perimeter, of say, Le Cluny Muséum or along the cafes and comptoirs along the district known as Beaugrenelle.

* these accessory items are worn around here in much the same way that dudes in Tennessee don a Resistol or a Stetson cowboy hat… sometime, but not always, the good folks in Tennessee, they can even ride a horse.

AnyGüey, professor Ackerman, as the MORENA high-brass militant, which You have clearly claimed to be, our guess is that in order for You to get the full whiff of what we [the staff] here are trying to pass, as far as this opinion post goes, You [my friend] would first have to reference our previous observations on social and political happenings at Le Cinema Christine or at The Trocadero Plaza, and especially the one about the tale of Víctor Quintana Silveyra, Dr. (PhD); One-Each** when he, as a member of Morena, and with instructions from the big boss (AMLO himself) Dr. Quintana legally constituted and integrated the Parisian chapter of El Frente Amplio Mexicano into ‘the’ Morena-Francia branched hierarchy of Ándres Manuel López Obrador’s politically trademarked tribe.

**… One—Víctor Quintana Silveyra for El PRD; One—Víctor Quintana Silveyra for Morena and, One—Víctor Quintana Silveyra for El Partido Acción Nacional… as a side note, Dr. Quintana arrived to France in 2013 being the equal of the (hard Leftist) Jean-Luc Mélenchon, and he exited France, later that same year from La Sorbonne, only to arrive to his home State (in Chihuahua, Northern Mexico) as a cabrón, perdón—perdón, quisimos escriBir CARBÓN Copy, not CABRÓN copy, of France’s (hard Right politician from La Sarthe)  François Fillon.

Any which way you want, John, what i am trying to say is that when we [the staff] tried to have a conversation or an interaction with your lemmings at El Frente Amplio Mexicano en Francia,  in order to transparently discuss ideological inconsistencies —or JUST PLAIN CONFLICTS OF INTERESTS— within the political Left of Mexicans in France, all that we [the staff] got from your militants were a bunch of One—Eyed raised eyebrows with a side of puffed up lips spouting ‘petit’ farting sounds, garnished with a graceful Red scarf*** with a side of GTFO (of here).

*** these (at times) pretentious clothing items are worn around here in much the same way that “cheros in Chihuahuita” don a “güaripa” of the Resistol or Stetson brand, and sometimes, on rare occasions, them folks, too —much like the dudes in Tennessee— they also know how to ride a horse.

So, Johnny, it is not that we [the staff] wish to side with the New Macronian France, but when you try to pair Enrique and Emmanuel in the same dissing of your La Jornada OpEd, you just might be reminded (like right now, You Ol’Gringo—You) that maybe it was the ‘close ranks’ strategy, as opposed to an ‘open door policy of independent discourse’ in that so-called “Frente Amplio Mexicano” that ended up giving EPN the win in 2012; and in a parallel universe, similar strategies were used by the Democrats in the U.S.,  or here at Trocadero with the Socialists in France, giving both Donald Trump and Emmanuel Macron a clear victory over Bernie Sanders and Jean-Luc Mélenchon, respectively.

Context continues to follow. —|— Fair Use of Media and of all the French New[s] Stands.

In any case, Yes, John. You Ol’Gringo—You:

¡Zapata Vive!… la lucha, on the other hand, ustedes mismos la apagan…

Neta que sí.

Recibe un saludo, Juan.
Atte: El Staff.

Full diclusure: this post was written using a Starbucks hotspot, and latter (somewhat edited at Forum Les Halles… our equipment remains confiscated and or locked up at our former hide-out at Issy-Les-Mx… so, hurray for Globalization… fuck it.

Ackerman Source follows: