Starring: La Hache de Arthur
Location: The House of The Rising Sun, of course!
TimeStamp: 12 hours in Central NATO Time, in New York, Cousin Joe is doing a Keith Olberman tribute to start the show.
El resplandor en Jerusalem… obalgo así— mas que nada.
Breaking the News:
“There Ewe go again,”…
Right now, Cousin Joe is selling a happy Hollywood ending on The Hill. Sin Embargo, ¡Señora! — Que no le digan, que no le cuenten:
Every American Action Couched Hero knows that happy endings happen in or around The San Fernando Valley, not in Hollywood, land of Fallen Angels, por ejemplo, Raquelito; the goddamned “gipper y su chingada Nancy”.
This segment was brought to Ewe by “Good Íntentions, Questionable Beacons”. Y por eso, “a mi, mis faros…”, à la Distancia.
TimeStamp: 14.20 in Central AutoRoute Time in France.
Ah, yes! One of América’s ‘greatest hits’ from America (sin acento). Pointdexter, by–the–güey, was all the rage on MTV.
… so there you KIND of have it, Cousin Joe, what good is a Sunday night special about the Contra rebels and Ollie North without touching the afterthought that spawned out of The Gipper’s death squads, eh?
What good is reflecting about Ronnies War without mentioning it’s illegitimate children known as “La Mara Salvatrucha”.
Remember, Bill, just because you saw it, heard it or, read it on The Front Page of the Internet, —baby!
It ain’t necessarily so.
… previously on Real Time with Bill Maher: Bill was echoing Reverend Al Sharpton feelings about Ronald Reagan as compared to the current president of the United States of America, in Maher’s rant however, Bill goes as far as wanting a gentler time when religious zealots occupied his “new rules” segments, which Maher claims that it was better than dealing with reddit. [Laughter track for stupid Americans goes here]. Reel Time With Bill Maher, follows… in Central Europe is 07h20 and in El Ey it’s the 22 hundred time slot.
Dear, Bill Maher,
Did you know that it was actually the French who went ahead and invented the “Q’s”?
Anyway, as always —on OverTime— context follows on last week’s Weekend Edition.
TimeStamp… metaphorically speaking is
Dime–a–dozen in Central NATO Time.
“Yes, the torch of Lady Liberty symbolizes our freedom and represents our heritage, the compact with our parents, our grandparents, and our ancestors. It is that lady who gives us our great and special place in the world. For it’s the great life force of each generation of new Americans that guarantees that America’s triumph shall continue unsurpassed into the next century and beyond. Other countries may seek to compete with us; but in one vital area, as a beacon of freedom and opportunity that draws the people of the world, no country on Earth comes close”… President Ronald Reagan’s remarks at the Presentation Ceremony for the Presidential Medal of Freedom January 19, 1989.
“There’s an old saying, if you want to go for the king, you must kill the king.”
…* Preet Bahrara,
The Guy who held Rudolph Guiliani’s post as New York’s district attorney and failed to docket a case against the 1980’s Donald Trump…
as heard on the Bill Maher Metaphorical Reality Show, in reel time, of course.
But speaking of grandparents in the Trump era… have you heard the latest poll on “dissolving nana’s y oma’s” on the Southern District of New York’s Fifth Avenue?
John Heilemann, has the latest. Stay Tuned for more. In the mean time it’s time for another edition of Frequency Hop.
ATTACHMENT: Saving Mexico
Edición “año de Hidalgo 2012–2018”
No Lease… es decir no arrendamiento de los misirables “ocho misiles**”, como resultó con el archivo del avión presidencial que AMLO prometió vender a Trump durante toda La Bendita Campaña Por El Bendito Bando Del Cambio de los buenos… o algo así. Anygüey, se me hace, John Mill Ackerman, que para que este dossier no termine con el famoso “a chuchita la bolsearón” sugiero que este sea un jale de investigación para su señora esposa (Función Pública, right?) a la hora de deslindar responsabilidades cuando se llegue el momento de que esos cohetes se le puedan vender a Nicaragua (je, je) o a La Costa Rica (eso sí, tan pronto y los ticos —of course— primeramente Dios, opten por una rama militar en su azucarada constitución).
Lame duck president of Mexico buys** a handful of missiles from the U.S. before leaving office. Why?
From the reddits_ Perhaps because of the narco vulerabilities that the Cougars have when fighting the war on drugs, president Enrique Peña Nieto felt the need for securing a handfull of powerful U.S. missiles during his last year in office.
A recent situation report released for the civilian population reveals that Mr. Peña Nieto wants “to have a significant impact” on the meanest cartel on the narco–flavor list of his six–year presidential term, and which as of this weekend remains on the dockets of the Cartel Jalisco Nueva Generación, o algo así.
The order for these weapons normally reserved for blowing up war ships was apparently approved by the U.S. Department of State six months before Andrés Manuel López Obrador political party sweeped the established Two-party turn–over system known on the extreme left side of the Mexican political fence as El PRIAN, a fusion made up of politicians from the Partido Revolucionario Institucional and the Partido Acción Nacional.
The good thing about this blog is that the Reverend Al Sharpton never reads this most inconsequential blog… we [the staff] wonder if The Reverend likes Jazz, or Jamaican Rock Steady, or if the music of his Soul only makes the stop on Gospel road?
Album cover courtesy of Siren Central, in Europe Currency, —of course—; quote in Red and Blue is courtesy of Ronald Reagan’s last official remarks at the Presentation Ceremony for the Presidential Medal of Freedom on January 19, 1989… the scribbles are all from the staff.
… actually, Cousin Joe, that opening quote for today’s Morjo Show was not from “The Gipper’s” Farewell Address in 1989, according to this source:
TimeStamp: 19h56in Central Nato Time—time to play chess… tell us Mika, Who do You Love
It seems that the Sirens are picking up a thing or two from The American Experience because they are throwing “curve balls” in between “innings”, let me tell’ya: A fanny thing happened on the Way to The Forum, a SeaGull put a lifesaving jacket on a Schnitzel dog… Oh, The Humanity.
Coming up in the programming:
“Sirens, tell me something that Chris Matthews doesn’t know?
… in the Mean Time at 21 hundred hours on 103.9 FM, —over the waves of La Seine : Words,don’t Come Easy… it isn’t Easy— Words don’t come Easy!
Ladies in Gemeni, Synchronicity: the Front Page of The interWebs.
Come on and Join the Band/Smoke on the Water follows on the same Freq… while Paul Simon plays the role of a motherfucking Puerto Rican Vampire, —or something like that, while Edie Brickell “Mete MANO”… ¡AL MAMBO!!!
Full Disclosure: and Brontis á La Préfecture de Paris wont let us [the staff] lie, we did not come to France to become French… having stated that, if a foreigner is willing to put his or her life on the line for a Frog, or for France, Marianne will not let him or her down, unlike Columbia and her “manifest destiny” who betrays her foreign soldiers, especially the Hispanic troops.
Still ahead in the programming: The French Connection
With that in mind: FUCK Laura Ingraham and the WHITE SUPREMACIST MOVEMENT in Minnesota, and other assorted States in OUR American Union.
America (sin acento) I love You, but sometimes you make your better Angels feel like a motherless child. The “Gipper’s” re-quote is courtesy of Cousin Joe, and in the Grand Scheme of Things, the time line is from January 19, 1989. For more on Reagan’s quotes go to reaganlibrary.gov or follow the link at at the source section of this most inconsequential blog.
Dear, Melania Trump,
Congratulations on your parents, naturalization; Hurray for Chain Migration, eh!