The 1%* of the Capital Gang need not bother with common peoples trifles, carpe diem and sip on mimosas on your yatchs. You’ve earned it! it’s not easy making of the common folks a cast of conformists consumers.
Anygüey, John Heilemann…
* In the American motorcycle enclaves (or setting—call it an outlaw environment) the One per-center’s are the “bad hombres” that give “good bikers” a bad name. Folklore in that universe states that of the whole, only 1% of ‘em are what the Shepards call ‘black sheeps’… ewe, know.
TimeStamp: The 11 hundred hours in Central Nato Time.
Ladies in Gemeni… welcome to the greatest reality spectacle west of Atlantic City, and fhe failed Trump Casino and Resorts
Mientras tanto en Paris (75013) à Tolbiac to be precise, Mika, the syllabus includes à seminar in Sex, a workshop in Drugs, and a MASTER’s 2 in Rock-and-Roll.
TimeStamp, 18 hundred hours in Central NATO Time.
…. when we return the staff is back at it with the Kubrick angle and the Greatest Movie Never Made, but first: The back page of today’s trascendental news, in the EU.
… correction, the staff just mistated the fact that all major newspapers in France published a full-page notice —apparently paid for and approved (¡a huevo! que sí) by Mark Zuckenberg. Fenster the copy editor, however, noticed that El Mundo de Le Monde featured no such public notice, which Mark Zuckenberg wants to pass as an advertorial for his evil empire; interestingly enough, every Tuesday at Libération is The NYT Tuesday, today them folks collaborated with a reportage about going cold turkey from Clover Green to Deep Blue. The piece is about Depression Drugs withdrawals.
Source: page 28 of this link: http://www.liberation.fr/liseuse/publication/17-04-2018/1/
Correction… Fenster just noticed that the staff got their “Wires Crossed” and mixed “David” Summers from the “G-Men”, with “Andy” SUMMERS from “The Police”… must have been all them FBI wires from the Three Ring Circus in a Federal Court (of Law).
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“Tell it to me slowly… “
TimeStamp: “Funky–Zombies” time under a Skinny Bottom Moon, in Central Europe Time, on the clock the mark is 21 hundred hours with 40 and some change.
Now before we [the staff] sign out for the night, we’d like to remind the future princess-to-be, THAT YOUR QUEEN IS A LIZARD, and that Mike was the real prince, who cares if he didn’t actually go to Harvard Law, the boy can Tango with the best.