It’s a date! By Noon on Friday at The Jarro-Café

We (this most non-consequential blog about Mexico in France via L.A.) begin at the End of Tomorrow at noon and link, IT!, up to la chica del reporte de Los Tiempos en Issy-les-Moulineaux.

To They’s Special : tequila Patrón™️ en jarrito.

EYES WIDE OPEN on an
open-and-close COUP CASE.

It’s the end of the short-end-of-the-stick of a meaningless Circuit Courts block partie of Them United States in América at The Supreme Court… up next, La república en un PLATO.

Absinthe de Avena en Jarrito de Barro. Only in theaters.

Farewell to febrero, it’s Friday!…
¡Absinthe de Avena en Jarrito de Barro for Évry one!!!

Democracy is a plate best served raw regardless of the weather on the Front.

Armando Segovia.

Flog golF ⛳ Año de Hidalgo < Paco Calderón edition >

People who know, know that Saudi Arabia is the new ESPN, that Ukraine is no longer ‘relevant’, and that support for Zelenskyy compromises any “HANDOUT” from USAID to the Mexican right and Televisa Deportes.

Crack that whip… it’s golf at the speed of sound.

… and Nicolle Wallace, do you remember my Spanish Language cheat-sheet? Of course you don’t because just like Paola Ramos you were just too fucking W.O.K.E. to pay any concern to “El Año de Hidalgo”, and if you like R.E.M. then maybe, just maybe you or Pablo can read between them skulls.

Año de Hidalgo… que chingue a su madre él, o la que deje ALGO. It’s MEXICO’s official slogan for INSTITUTIONALIZED CORRUPTION, which is a zone that Ronald Reagan put U.S. on, Donald is just the dump truck that is carrying ALL OF THE LOOT and Captain America’s been torn apart, according to Axl Rose not Axlrod.