Raphaël Parenti at Emmaüs cannot allow me to lie

Raphaël was on vacation at the time… but i, Armando Segovia, will get to that shortly because right now, well right now Alan Riding is making his way to the NEW and IMPROVED, high speed—low drag, NOS³Miami ‘vice’ Magic” speed boat where the wife of a former French president and a victim of the French Judicial System are waiting to be taken away… waiting to they.

³~. 🏍️ Nitrous 🏎️ oxide 🚤 system.

Presumed Innocence

For the record, a few weeks ago i, Armando Segovia, digitally signed a French government form swearing upon my honor that i, among other things, would not insult or offend the French Republic ; “Roger that,” is the response call in tactical radio communications that relays an affirmative acknowledgement. Entonces pues amigo GEORGE at Mains Libres, to put it in laymans terms i reckon that if the greatest gift that say, an immigrant scientist « por ejemplo » can offer his/her host nation is technological innovation or some sort of disease erradication depending of course on the field that got them accross the threshold of any given French consulate’s door around the world, then for a person in the field of Communication, in my case journalism, exposing corruption from the territories that i came from should be the gold standard… unless of course, mister Darmanin, France is a THIRD WORLD SHITHOLE like México and The U.S.A

PLAY  BALL! — motherfuckers.

Oh, Frida Kahlo if only, if only la pinche ironía would paint itself… the so-called “Mexican Wave” took place at a baseball game in California in 1981 between the Oakland Athletics and the New York Yankees. Started by George Henderson, Krazy for his local “Athletics” en LA UNION TEPITO on the other side of The Atlantic (pp. 52-68) of the May 2026 magazine edition Vol. 337-No. 5, period!

 

Mexicans chase a world record wave – but is the trend even Mexican?

https ://www .nytimes .com /2026/06/06 /alan-riding-dead … as an AMERICAN he showed me how to TELL the MEXICAN STORY, and yes, i proved in FRANCE that Mexicans are ashamed of their NACOS… o como diría el difunto Jorge Saldaña en la otrora, Radio La Nueva República :

On his pages, he analyzed history, politics, economics, and national cultural contradictions. Among the most quoted passages is the observation: « Proud of its indigenous past, Mexico seems ashamed of its indigenous present ».

The Meat Puppets… a new form of Es•clavi•tud, or how Michael Peña is working the details on how to normalize the new slaves en La Colonia Roma, “just make sure” that the Columbia School of Journalism approves the story and nevermind la Ig•no•mi•nia de las narco olympiads and the swindled FIFA tournament of crooks.

https ://www .jornada .com .mx /2026/06/07 /fallecio-el-periodista-y-escritor-alan-riding-a-los-82-anos

 

An honest Scot and an Iraqi ⚽ crack be damned

 

Over at FRANCE 2 tv, the meat puppet interviewing Stephen Spielberg about his upcoming UFO movie also “mexicanized” his pristine French “b-roll” with miserable Mexican badges… silly Frog, Öüï don’t need no corrupt badges!!!

 

In local news, sources close to Jesus “fucking” Christ relay that any fan who loves and enjoys the world’s most popular sport, and watches the 2026 FIFA World Cup cannot complain about the state of corruption in their particular neck of the woulds, because you are all complicit, except Mercedes-Benz.

 

My MAINE page tú : FRANCE ⚖️

The French Elegance of Susan Collins… 🎖️

Lyhanna’s disappearance: a body, “wearing clothes similar” to the child’s, was discovered on a farm in Gers.

Issy-mister-Président… Indignez-vous ! And, don’t forget to cackle

Monsieur le Président, décernez la Légion d’honneur à Tony Palma³, d’Emmaüs

³~. Just like l’abbé Pierre got… 🎶 All Those Years Ago

MAP legend⁷ follows for 18/12/2021… at Snake Park on the MANDELA’s Garden of Les Halles ; don’t forget your baggage, you are KNOT going to like the way you look, Eye guarantees, —IT!

 

… and Jacqueline Alemany, welcome back here’s a legend in-no-particular alphabetical order :

d. Garden arch tunnel .
a. That thing there was built to look exactly like a serpent and the “thin curve” that shows from the perspective of the “google machine satellite view” is actually a little cut-out cave, perhaps representing where a snake would have it’s belly.
b. Entryway to the arch tunnel.
c. Blind area inside of the playground not visable from the outside.

or numerical logic :

Clock that

2. Easiest entry/exit into the playground after closing hours.
1. Just a regular promenade in France

Any 🦉 hoot, after the “emotion” on the pages of the highest’s of ministries in this hexagone called France, it’s Le Meximalisme” de Libération », a look back at David Guetta’s frechiefication of “la charreada at la Bpi », so go ahead, “Play Hard” and roost among your hens.

Rudo y Cursi … or how el GATT pushed MÉXICO ’86 con “la mano de dios”.

En fin DIEGO CALMARD, i see your “Tlacuache Muerto” and i raise Ewe, “Machete Amellado” para el MUNDIAL REFORMISTA, cleptocrático y nepotista de DONALD ‘infantino’ TRUMP.

You Say You Want a Revolution, or a revolving door of Clochards at Emmaüs in France?

Dedicated to Tony Palma and the  París Police (2020)…

Strip Tease Bridge… bonus point if Ewe can tell the world what “Rotomagus” means, happy travels … march on, baby march on through the Oldest Catwalk in Gaule.

 

The night before, which is to say the 18th not the 19th, is when the event went down. One thing for sure, HELP never arrived and going only by the time that i (Armando Segovia) arrived to the scene it should have been somewhere between 21h45 and 22h. At first it all seemed normal, stupid kids who jump into the Terrain d’Aventures in front of La Bourse de Commerce (Pinault’s place at Les Halles) and fuck around so at first i didn’t make anything of it because it was cold, i was tired and all that i really prayed for was that the night would be a quiet one ; which it was, except for the aforementioned group of raging hormones inside of that children’s playground at Les Halles and like i already mentioned—that thing is a pretty normal thing and the dB’s or noise levels coming from that park had nevered bothered me before, except for that one night.

For the record, the old Bourse renovations had recently been completed and the barriers that covered the circumference of that joint were removed, thus clearing the way for the steps that lead to the rear entrance of the Old Médicis place except of course for one of them “célèbres” from the quartier “Sous le ciel de Paris” who was laying there, but the motherfucker could only occupy half of the top flight of steps so i took the other end of that threshold there, Cathy said it was fine, so after the introductory knuckle exchanges between us two, the place was cleared for little ol’Mí to rest.

Relax…

For a Saturday night the pedestrian cycles walking out of the first theater in the whole wide world next to the Column and Au Pied de Cochon was were relatively slow, yet passers-by trickled so it’s not like people didn’t hear a woman’s voice screaming “no” but i reckon that the laughs and English babbles that followed just made the promeneurs dismiss any foul-thing going on… again, shenanigans at that park are pretty customary, a rite-of-passage for teens i guess, but i would not know. Even for me, it took about half an hour until the urge to urinate got a hold of my wee-öüï and it was then that i noticed that there was only one chick and enough fellows to make up a football ⚽ team.

Boresighting Procedures… got SPECS?

 

… blame the victim now, because as mister Tony Palma told me with exasperated eyes, “it’s a political thing, my hands are tied.” 🫟🖼️🎨

Jump to my MAINE page Tú…

📯 on 🎹 and a broken glass by The Seine, followed by Dr. Robert

Revolv’er

Ah, look at ol' the lonely people.

Ah, look at ol’ the lonely people.

 

Now with more cow, Belle.

1. Fuck YOU Pablo in particular, and your Nazi-Peruvian 🪖 préfecture artists, también. I know that you are now burning in hell motherfucker, but you are going to think that the Devil was a Dame when you see me crossing that fucking gate.

Key word here mister Torre (nice shirt) is the Pe 🇵🇪 not the Ph 🇵🇭.

Good day, sunshine.

Nor~ah Jones kin goes here… Ragas to riches.

… Jello’ what? Ain’t no Jell-O on the submarine, how can Ewe have any Yello’ if The Pink Moon en BaBeLia forgot the puddin’?

Any 🦉 hoot, Doris Kerns-Goodjeer… Joe Scarborough recently learned that his co-HOst, Mika Scarborough, is a Head fan; and now, that GOP hound dog knows what it feels to be a fan of the Dead… and Ewe know you should be glad, Cousin Joe.

2. In local blogs, Armando Segovia skipped the France Tú sphère. In other words Öüï don’t know if Flavia brought in a comedian, a magician or, a politician. Sources close to Fenster the copy editor relay that Catalonio Barcelonneto de Peralvillo split the difference between those potential guests on the France Tú Show and a car full of clowns 🏌️‍♀️.

3. Eye forgot what Three was but Öüï will screen-that-out when we switch, IT!, over to due process on the checkers board for babies

Never mind The Odds, here comes The Primos

Entonces, mi querida Flavia where was I?

Fun, fun, fun with Paul Vario (Cicero, for goodfellas) on The Weekend… let’s talk about it now, Brzezinski, not 3 months from Yesterday, when I am out of Air Supply… fucking bus driver you.

 

And over at The Stock Store in Wall Street, Stephanie Rhule stars as SANTO Traficante.

https ://www .nytimes .com /2025/04/02 /a beatles-vancouver-demo-session

The birth of mop… EMI records lies here.

💭 Ah! Yes. Don’t Stop Mí Now because Ewe are all Amateurs and Eye is having such a good time and EMI•Lie Brun-Mun-Boul-Era-Mier in France Musique is wearing Hendrix for the 2025/2026 Opening Day Season at la Maison de don Radio.

¿Y yo qué saco, Violeta?

Parras, puras parras en La Vid 🍇.

The Best is The West, get here and I will do what follows and Ewe rest.

… let’s go fuck-os. On to they$ edition it’s all with ONO•MATO•PÉE$

You don’t know Hay, wey.

Let’s see, to they is Thursday, but in Hilo, Hawaii, Pineapple on la Regina is just a big no-no. Especially near las Maternelles de Nice and Calais. Sad news for Catholic priests good news for pizza lovers Évry where.

Frequency Hop — Changing Saddles

Rockridge, U.S.A. 25/01/2025 _ Howard Johnson, can’t believe, IT!. In Paris, France, even as Michael Steele speaks, Tony Palma changed the name of the Foundation Abbé Pierre, and the new euphémisme to erase “the politics” of his administration is a good one, you are gonna like the new way Clochards en Châtelet look.

Rockridge USA.

My name is Armando Segovia and I am running for DNC Chairman. And Fuck the Forum.

The White Elephant and Capricornia at BFM’er TV

Grab yer’ Mimosas or même yer’ MEADE, Sonia… Eye likes yer’ Buckle but Ewe, missy, are missing a feather 🪶.

Musical guest: my favorite Togolese del viejo Lyon, Vaudëäü Game and their 2025 hit

Cą IRA, Solo, cą IRA 😡

¿Sabra Cabreiro? Cabra 🐐 Sabrá.

And starring as The White Elephant at The Olympic Village, « It’s Mimosa Carneiro » who is coming (literally) from the Siege of l’Abbé Pierre at Châtelet, Tony Palma, the ancienne Director of l’Agora de Emmaüs, is there, but mister Palma is keeping a tight lip because the Fraud, Waste, and Abuse at the Siège of l’Abbé Pierre at Châtelet is “political³”.

My name is Armando Segovia and i am running for DNC Chairman. And Marianne… your buttons don’t match your chest 🧰… let me fix it. Trust Mí, Eye fixed Marty Feldman’s pupillary disonance. Öüï knows how to dot the i’s, the Ewe’s, and even the Eau’s.

100 days of their lives.

Next on “They’s of Our Lives”, it’s Las Aguas de Brentwood on the Sunset 🌴🔥 🎥 🎬 Strip.

 


³~. Tony Palma’s actual words, when confronted FOR ANSWERS regarding a sexual assault in the interior of Emmaüs Agora in February, 2020.

 

Unfucking Bee-Livable!!! Lorène just SHRUNK Gentric’s head

The Gall, France! —The Gall de Sus-beille!!!

… but don’t worry Tony Palma at Emmaüs, after the break I (Armando Segovia) is going to shrink your institution’s street cred.

Para aprender a Amar a Dios en tierra ajena. A plaque used to be there, Good-bye Abbé Pierre. Typical of weak  foundations the marble plaque that used to hang here was held by shitty plastic anchors.

and little ol’Eye is going to begin with that magnificent park at the 13th Barrio on the East Side of Paris.

COMALA, pues mister Palma, Comala pues.

Enter through the window, just like Macron’s second référendum.

Not content with sending Marie Gentric out into the boonies of Languedoc and Gard, Lorène got a’hold of the old-ancient 1980s Batman and together (in another movie) shrunk l’Image de France.

Meanwhile in Grenoble, in Grenoble no pasa nada… “so it goes.”

Any hoot, “dig if Ewe will the picture”. Darth Vader is dead… 🌽 PLAY BALL!!! 

Ibid.

… and now, The Rest of The Story³ 

🪽🛫

Picasso’s last words:

Jayson got a sex change

Su realismo
Personal equity
A higher SMS… nobody calls in L.A.

In local news, Jason mEwes got a sex change operation at the Mall… Katty Kay is on it.

… hilarity ensues when Silent Bob gets his voodoo on and eats all of the Kat 😹 Soup at the food court.

🛎️

But first, it’s Chingue a Su Madre Quien Chille. “Chingue a Su Madre Quien Chille” is the new Telemundo Telenovela starting a bunch of degenerate French and some deMenthed Spaniards from Spain, which Öüï has never been 2.

Fela Kuti reports

 

Le Fabuleux Destin de l’Abbé Pierre, starring Tony Palma

32 rue des Bourdonnais, Paris—Centre 🎯

But first:

Context : ha’bout it, Nannete, should Vice-president Harris play dirty like the imaginary Chair of Clint Eastwood at the Republican Convention, all those jeers ago?

In Local news, The New York Times contributor editorial board Mara Gay cannot have it both ways, Mara can’t shove (along with Peter Baker) President Biden off of the ticket and, have an orgasm for Vice-president Harris $100 million grassroots contributions towards her war chest

And Katty Kay, Eye would just like to note that your hair is looking rad! Very Sixties!

Any hoot, Mara Gay, hoy no hubo Jazz but we dig that Nannete on the MSNBC’s is bringing attention to Lulac.

Hoy no hubo Jazz

… Öüï now returns to La Hora Nacional dans la presse

On The Menu…

At the other phase of our 36-hour Paris/Hawaii day clock…

BREAKING ⚾  NEWS from la CDMX: Hell Freezes Over, Öüï repeats HELL FREEZES OVER, —Aztlán.

Hell Freezes Over with Lolita Ayala

📞

Huevos revueltos avec fromage au lait de MONTAGNE de Haute-Savoie pour tartiflette,
and, Saucisson à l’ancienne affiné en ALTITUDE de l’Huissier, with chile Habanero:

como los come
El Ranchero.

Price: $464 Million Dollars

PRICE ANTIGASP: $175 Million

In local news, Hélène Frade reports that in Russia no pasa nada and that Syria’s camps « guests » at those itinérant locations are rapidly turning³ those “pollos” there into the Islamic State broiler industry version of coq-fighting Seven-headed birds from Chiconcuac.

³~. Ideologically.

I am an anti-dentite, and I will fill your anchor/crown, like a pro.

And, Katty Kay, please explain to Morning Mika that the word of the They (to take one for the circle) is “haiga sido como HAIGA sido…”, he is the president, period!

And Jon Mecham… that’s how co-optation corrodes a foundation, just ask mister Tony Palma (Emmaüs) and the préfecture de Cité, it’s political cavities waiting to crack.

I can see your crack without x rays 🦷. And, Pablo Torre, nevermind Oh-tani, The Devils in Mexico beat The Evil Empire, but really Volks, if an Empire falls in the Woulds, did it really fall?

Intermedio while the feelings evaporate the moisture on that Crack of the self-proclaimed “only solar eclipse journalist”, at Forbes.

I can see your crack without x rays 🦷.

Scientists at the Game of Thrones/3 Body Problem laboratory near Balard put forth a proposition that you can petition The Lorde with a wrestling spectacle featuring an eagle 🦅 wrestling with a snake.

Yello’ heifers in that batch at the Balard lab suggest that this is probably how those 7 snakes heads found their way to the Syrian camps and split right out of the cogote of the refugee coqs.