As "Satan Claus" days are coming up, depression is spoiling me anew.
Now has come time to pay for the riots garbage but nor the insurances companies nor the government wish to cash for burned cars and carbonized stores. I find damnably non-sense to provide funds for cleaning and illuminating Versailles-Chateau or Champs-Elysees, while *BCBG*'s [sorry I didn't find a translation but there is a matching definition in R & Collins] saying to guys whom cars vanished in flames :
- "oh sorry but it'd be unforgiven for our great nation not to cash-burn million euros in Eifel Tower lighting !" ,
and "he-believes-he's-virtually-next president of France" Dark Sarkozy saying to young rioters relatives:
- "it's my duty to inform you of a restriction in your family allowances 'cause you're baaad parents".
Last day, commenting on a TV broadcast on "resto du coeur" [food supply solidarity chain] , freshly UV-lamp tanned prime minister DDeVillepin argued French to cheer in voluntary help. Sure. That wouldn't cost him a lot.
We carry on showing a nea' nea' neat appearance but in our mind we are like the Dorian Gray portrait painting, decaying.
Paris became the most crappy and highest dog shit slag heap city in Europe [MIKE wouldn't take much of what he appreciated in the eighties], and the best is that I guess we know who we are, but we don't give a damn as long as there is power supply to illuminate the motorbike poopers scoopers. (enough "s" ? )
I. H. X.
I hate Xmas.
Now has come time to pay for the riots garbage but nor the insurances companies nor the government wish to cash for burned cars and carbonized stores. I find damnably non-sense to provide funds for cleaning and illuminating Versailles-Chateau or Champs-Elysees, while *BCBG*'s [sorry I didn't find a translation but there is a matching definition in R & Collins] saying to guys whom cars vanished in flames :
- "oh sorry but it'd be unforgiven for our great nation not to cash-burn million euros in Eifel Tower lighting !" ,
and "he-believes-he's-virtually-next president of France" Dark Sarkozy saying to young rioters relatives:
- "it's my duty to inform you of a restriction in your family allowances 'cause you're baaad parents".
Last day, commenting on a TV broadcast on "resto du coeur" [food supply solidarity chain] , freshly UV-lamp tanned prime minister DDeVillepin argued French to cheer in voluntary help. Sure. That wouldn't cost him a lot.
We carry on showing a nea' nea' neat appearance but in our mind we are like the Dorian Gray portrait painting, decaying.
Paris became the most crappy and highest dog shit slag heap city in Europe [MIKE wouldn't take much of what he appreciated in the eighties], and the best is that I guess we know who we are, but we don't give a damn as long as there is power supply to illuminate the motorbike poopers scoopers. (enough "s" ? )
I. H. X.
I hate Xmas.

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