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.
Dear, Eugene Robinson… it’s twue, mister, it is TWUE! Donald John Trump lost his mojo with them Okies from Muskogee, mientras eso pasaba, Mike Barnicle, our most non-consequential blog opened up YET another Egyptian coincidence vase; check it out, Mister:
Los Hilos de Lencha* .:. 5C589040-1C53-4B78-BEC0-959F76814EF7 🧮 * “Lencha” is the hypocorism, NOT “the apodo¹” of a person named as Lorenzo/a or, Florencia/o, such is the case with Florence Cassez, which “amigo” Gustavo, is a daily double hipocorístico of « Lencha Casas ».
¹ … as the “Ask a Mexican”, Tavo Arellano, identified here, in this stupidly insipid entry from February of 2007 titled: Why do Mexicans have such ridiculous nicknames?
Irma “La Investigadora” .::. 7DE96CB8-0D89-43A6-A075-4DC85908DC3A 📐🧮📎 Deer, “Ask a Mexican”, syndicated expert on Mexicans for the Republican Party in Orange County, California, look here —motherfucker— Eye is hoping that you, sir, in all of your mighty arsenal of punchlines made for the conservative W.A.S.P.ian mind set, that you sir, draw those sons-ov–bitches a picture that can capture how not just Mexicans, but full Red-Blooded Americans like John Mill Ackerman can earn their nicknames on two different languages and with the connotations assigned to the “code” for the given nickname in both tongues. Par example, Monsieur Le Président du Tribunal Administrative à Paris… You might recall, Madame ou Monsieur, that the Préfecture à Cité yanked (no pun intended) my Compétences et Talents Cardwhen the husband of “la rata” in the political cartoon in this framearrived to France in 2014 to teach political seminars at La Sorbonne and Sciences Po.
23 juin, 2020
Still to come, we continue with our interestingly succulent continuing coverage of:
Taste The Notion
Comparative Analysis of French Magazines in the Second Decade of the 21st. Century A.D.
in this edition, öüï take a look [back] at black cowboys and criminal appropriation with the help of an old magazine that we [the staff] used to scribble on and, most important, make use of it, with the notion of a thing called the Fair Use Of Media. But FOist:
“We’re calling for calm.France isn’t the United States, but France is becoming like the United States,” William Bourdon, Attorney-at-law.
Of course you know, President Macron, that back when you were liberating the bus industry to compete for fare with the S.N.C.F., if we [the staff] had told Brontis à La Préfecture at Cité, that little by little, France would start to develop a sort of verisimilitude with both Mexico and the U.S. of A., Eye would have been told that there is already a template for it, and that it went by the title: The Death of French Culture. And of course, I would respond, sure, but this one has Sean Penn saving Mexico.
Transliterated and translated flashbacks for the current President of the 5th French Republic:
It is 133 days until the next U.S. General Election, do you know W.H.O. the next leader of the Free World is going to be by the time 2022 rolls around, Mr. Macron?
This is not a front page cover calco of N° 3538 of 20 minutes™️France national edition, it’s just a coincidence de ventiladores in different varieties and power sources .:. 64A35CAB-73D9-4BF2-B79A-9B6F2910C5DD 🔄
*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.