Palitos chinos and The New American Century… and Zappa, just had the Twins

The Project for The New American Century, part 2 (Colin Powell, a well spoken liar and war criminal, too).

TimeStamp: Pearl Harbor Time in a New American Century, —Front.

Ladiessssss In GEMENI!

Welcome to the Pacific Command Theater of Operations for a multilateral show of force between The East End Boys and The West side pot–au-feu Melting Story.

Mikado for a New Century…  C’est Normal! }-—-~~~\*> Lo de arriba es un uso justo de PARS and NewsWeekMediaGroup, because as You (Mika , Ian, Mark BRZEZINSKI, and of course “the” newest member of your clan, the one and only Cousin Joe Scarborogh) now know, it was Donald Rumsfeld who began the adulteration and the perversion of Sun Tze’s “Art of War” back when he was National Security Adviser to the Ford, administration.

Fighting out of the Red Corner with a Sagasse orientale in the Art of War with a consistent record of strategic comebacks and riding on a fierce fire breathing Dragon, is The Peoples Republic of China.

Chez and Home no hacen un Hogar… how do Ewe say Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos in French… IndoChina, mon ami. IndoChina.

In the Blue Corner, fighting out of the school of Manifest Destiny and landing on a pale Lockheed AC-130 “Hercules” Ghostrider, is The New Kid on The Block with a Record of 119 wins and 21 loses (including “THE WAR ON DRUGS”) and/or “other” assorted stalemates; and One draw: The United States of America.

You’ve heard of “The Rumble in The Jungle”, “Da Thrilla in Manila”, but have you got your bones ready for the “Asian Riviera Flashpoint”,  Larry Merchant is at ringside to narrate the contest and the Lyrids will be showering with meteors both corners in this bout as they serve as forward observers and referees for this intercontinental show of force.

“Strictly Commercial…”

We [the staff] transfer over the controls to Larry Merchant, but not before the glitz and glamour of our RING GIRL for the night, Moon Zappa’s been tagged by the GEMENI Bro’s and left ready to hold her hands up with as many placards as might be necessary to mark each round in this bout. Yes, the staff is aware that this post [for Ms. Zappa] is nothing more than sexual explotation, but Dang Gone It, or as Bill Murray would probably put it in STRIPES: God Damn It! PRIVATE!!! These soldiers are part of the program! Eh? So fall in and carry on!

Ladies in GEMENI… Moon Zappa!

Ladies in Gemeni… con ustedes: Eugenio De La Cruz

…Well i guess i’ll buy mheee a Motorcycle
TimeStamp: 3:03 with Colter Wall in Central Siren Time.

… live it of Da Wall — and Beat It!

[Man’s voice
El Dr. Casa, with a “British” passport “To the core” bearing the nomenclature of Thomas Lang:

recogí las bebidas y me encaminé hacia la mesa en dónde ella estaba.

`Gracias‘, me dijo, cogiendo el vaso de mí y arrojando su contenido hasta el fondo de su garganta de un jalón.

`Despacio‘, le dije.

Me miró por un momento con agresión de a deveras, como si yo fuera solo otra persona al final de una larga cola, entrometiéndome en su camino, diciéndole lo que Ella tenía que hacer. Y luego se acordó quién era Yo —o Pretendió recordar de acordarse quién era Yo— y sonrió. Le regrese la sonrisa.

`Doce años madurando en un tonel de sherry,‘ le dije, alegremente, `arrumbado en alguna loma de los Highlands, ESPERANDO POR SU GRAN MOMENTO y luego BANG, ni siquiera le toca tocar los extremos. ¿Quién fuera un Single Malt Whiskey?‘

Pg. 278, paperback edition of:
The Gun Seller
Arrow Books, 2004;
by some Bloke who goes by the nomenclature of:
Hugh Laurie

Lo bueno de este pinchurriento Blog es de que Las Sirenas de FIP no lo leen, porque si las condenadas me leyeran me reservarían un LUGAR para ir a CALEXICO, ¡Chicas, can EWE dig it! Or will the staff get The Shaft? Eh?.

It’s 4:20, Chicas: “Can you dig it…” ¿esa es la interrogante?. }—-~~~\*> Uso justo de todas las Sirenas beyond The Sea.

… “Third Man Theme,” from Jeopardy, con Alejandro Trebek, follows.

… and then they said: NO!
pffff, Story of My Life:

Fuck It:


¡Puro AVIÓN del Güeno!!!

Fuentes en PROCESO:

Ansina no se puede…

… and then them Sirens play hard to get:
TimeStamp: Break on Through—The Doors

Teasing, teaser, tangas de Tam Tam Fridas… or other Princesseses like that… uso justo de todos Los Targets en Las Puertas de París.

… and the Brit’s invaded el mundo de Le Monde.

El primer ataque impactó a Ed Sullivan a las meras 20 horas en CET; ¡aunque usted no lo creya! y sabe qué, Je Suis Anglais… neta que sí, “Ye, Ye”.

And then the Frogs broke out the Comixeses and a funny thing happened on the way to Indochina, dijo Robert Duval playing the roll of a surfing psycho, in the Nam, man! }—-~~~\*> It’s the Fench Touch… or something like that.

En toda seriedad y durante la Semana Que Philippe Va à Labrar, el staff les quiere recordar lo que dijo un Bandido duranguense que llegó a ser, que digo llegó —se ganó— el Rango de General:

Que bonitos son los Hombres.

y por eso la jornada de hoy la cerramos con Un Minuto de Silencio por una persona uniformada que cayó en la línea del deber.