Canción de Amor* _ Modus OpeRANDi, part ii

*… de Jack el Destripador
vía: Rockdrigo González
“El Amor que Yo te Tengo es el de
Reagan a Castro,
el de Somoza a Sandino,
—de Margarita a Galtieri“.

Ladies in Gemeni, the continuing story of Randito Pablito, a.k.a. Senator Rand Paul (R–KY) se tiene que destripar (visceralmente, pues) with the lovely voice of Generalissima Jordan, Elise [One–Each].

So, the story goes that back when little Rand Paul was a little weasel in middle school, the now Distinguished Gentleman from Kentucky used to give his Spanish Middle–school teacher a hard time, of course, as Ewe all know, and might remember, that in those days Corporal Punishment was all the rage at the pricipal’s office. Now, because little Randito was already beginning to show his true LEADERSHIP Colors, little RANDITO WOULD RUN STRAIGHT TO THE Vice-principal’s office, but I bet Ewe’all that Ewe wouldn’t guess why little Randito would seek SANCTUARY at the V.P’s. office?… Anygüey, if any broad could relay this anecdote, Elise Jordan is probably the most qualifyed to narrate it because she used to be Senator’s Rand strategist. We [the staff] are certain that Ms. Jordan certainly played bartender for Senator Paul, many–a–times listening to the Senator’s old “War” Stories.

But first, have you ever wondered what is the definition of an ABBÉ?… Ewe know, an abbé, the jolly-fat figure on those Belgian beers, a Fucking ABBÉ, Abbey.

Let’s ask the latest victim of indiscriminate vandalism pretendiendo ser protesta social o, peor, nuestro muy querido Grafitti, porque indeed, the Streets remain our Favorite Gallery:

En ce qui concerne l’Apocalypse; pg. 21/22:

Vous avez raison, messieurs, envahissez la terre; elle appartient au fort ou à l’habile qui s’empare; vous avez profité des temps d’ignorance, de superstition, de démence, pour nous dépouiller de nos héritages et pour nous fouler à vos pieds, pour vous engraisser de la substance des malheureux: tremblez que le jour de la raison n’arrivez.

François-Marie Arouet
VOLTAIRE
Diccionario Filosófico
Colección de Clásicos Garnier
Imprenta Reliure MAME1967.

Snapshot follows… ¿Qué Hacer?

The following is a Time–Delayed entry
from June 05, 2018.
Institut de France
75006

Tiempo de Híbridos / Ranch Electrónico… o como dicen los franceses: Una Rana con Sinfónica.

En lo que concierne a El Apocalipsis: 

Tienen razón, caballeros, invadan la tierra; pertenece a la fortaleza o al hábil que se la apodera; han aprovechado los tiempos de ignorancia, de superstición, de demencia, de despojarnos de nuestras herencias y de pisotearnos a sus pies, para engordarse de la sustancia de los desafortunados: tiemblan porque el día de la razón no llegue.

Chien dans Le Periph, —en Ingés— follows… ¡bola de putos!


Margarita y Galtieri: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massacre_of_Margarita_Bel%C3%A9n

INTER mission — the bull in between the light

Lugar: plácita Honoré Champion.

Lined-up: Voltaire, Taurus right hoof, and the Sun… “so it goes.“

…sountrack provided by Chet Baker:

Hola WaPo… check it out, in between the time that Stars shone their rays all over the Red Carpet near a nice dear place for the Staff, a Black hole located in the galaxy of little orange men spewed a belligerent Orange dwarf, meanwhile, as that event horizon was happening, back on planet Earth, the Solar System was already in the middle of a scheduled Rendez–vous between le 6émè Arrondissement and The Sun… this is to say, Jon Meacham, that in between 19h57 and 19h58 in Central Institut de France Time, a Bull got in between a great Show of Light à la côte del Mediterráneo [del Gran Joan Manuel Serrat… “de Algeciras a Estambul”) so, instead of Light what the world is sure to see in the coming months, is yet another great flash from a bullheaded man… Morante de La Puebla, urge tu arte para torear un toro anaranjado, aunque se le advierte, Matador, de que ese animal pesa más de 1000 megatoneladas de Uranio y/o Hidrogeno.

… Say, Jon… may i call you Jon? Of course i can, Ewe have That Thing that “they” call Southern Hospitality, a complete 180° from the Georgia Peach meets Maple Syrup incident, eh! Anygüey, Jon, if an equinox is commonly regarded as the moment the plane of Earth’s equator passes through the center of the Sun’s disk, what might you reckon that the moment when the center of the Sun’s disk passes through an illuminated earthling object might be, eh?

Sadly, with the news coming out of Washington, there is not but only one thing that the staff can do… yes Ewe! its time for another edition of: Piss Art on the Streets, with your host, armando segovia.

Now, before we [the staff] go and get the past eight hours or so of our choosen media, (asphalt and the urinary tract processed remains of a Cabernet d’Anjou, 2016 rosé) we are not sure if our host is going to go with Zappa or La Gioconda, non-viewer be warned, eh!!

Huh, who would have thunk it!

It’s astrophysicist and photographer with a SIGNATURE sound: Dr. Brian May:

Piss art in Paris… “Keep Yourself Alive”.

TimeStamp, Brian Williams—it’s the 11th Hour in Central EUROPE Time.