CALIGULA - Fascism liabilities
http://www.lefigaro.fr/sante/2009/12/17/01004-20091217ARTFIG00557-les-derives-se-multiplient-autour-de-la-loi-anti-tabac- . php
Here lies another piece of freedom. Dead load on the altar of fascism of the right of majorities invested a disgrace. Bouuh smoking is bad. Bouuuuh passive smoking is a scandal you smoking o Criminal contemporary destroyer of hecklers so long confined to silence. Boooouh you're a rotten a skunk, a dirty little fucking junkie has nicotine, a pustule on the face chubby, Sheer and sublime of contemporary bienpensance. Smoking = Garbage, hesitate over is proclaiming ...
Well I can out of my mind when I hear "I'm all for banning smoking in public places" two things. First, this little old parchment (it should not have more than 60 years but Envy and Jealousy had virtually candied apricot too as a wall in acrimony and bitterness of women not beautiful enough to proof of their insignificance), sweating the fatuity of his yellow eyes moist at the corners of complacency, I recite the evening of January the year of the ban, triumphant and proud, after two or three burp cough with catarrh sound too lived: "It is forbidden to smoke here, it bothers me, butt out" ... and this has the outdoor terrace of a Parisian cafe. My "no" cateogrique that resulted in a torrent of bitter exchanges, each more vile and lower than each other (so the fact that my opponent), I realized then how violence can be strong when people are vested with authority and legitimacy that they have not been prepared. And how the "anti-smoking fascism" had a bright future ahead of him because the state, condemning the smoker has offered everyone the right to dictate the Other! THE DREAM. A small intimate fascism gratos offered by the state. Deuzio the right to light a cigarette rests on two fundamental principles: freedom first. That of getting hurt, to have fun, to cast when it is the first behind the school or after love, than to make a little turn the head, one to fill an ashtray in the throat one morning has migraine, the seeing the blue vapor play in the rays of light, that to give a capacity, that of what we want after all. And second politeness. It is a word that is curiously NEVER appeared in the debate on the smoking ban. Public smoking induces a polite elementary that everyone is able to appreciate. I do not smoke in the pear crumpled the little old lady who called me, I would not smoke in his direction, I took care to wait until she finishes her plate, I had behaved in a respectful manner in all. And I always doubt when the Act comes to mitigate the rudeness.
I'm quitting, I'll roast a small preferably near a non-smoking fascist.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
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CALIGULA - Will they finally shut their mouths?
http://www.lefigaro.fr/flash-actu/2009/12/16/01011-20091216FILWWW00552-mariani-critique-les-afghans-qui-fuient.php
But will they finally close, these terriers monomaniacs of friction on the presidential leg? How insulting to our history, our "national identity" as the debate fascinates these flayers of Wanting Living Together Collective will they still have to utter lust to get the smile of Left Minister Besson and thus the tacit approval of Elysian gilding. But these little people are despicable! Do not they know that what France has given the world more beautiful is a dream, an ideal: Liberty! How many insults will lick the clique she was inflicting this Idea engraved in the marble of the Fatherland so that we dare say "SHUT UP!" and return them in their bath of mediocrity? From
"credo of the New Age" has Michelet expensive (the Declaration of the Rights of Man and Citizen of 1789) to major European texts, it is the tradition in the French soul the noblest of welcoming persecuted . The UMP Thierry Mariani said today that more "esteem" for Afghans who have "opted to remain in their country" to "fight against the Taliban" for those who "leak" of Afghanistan. But what is the opinion of nothing at all compared to 1,000 years of history? So nobody responds to these words? That kind of stupidity debited by all voters Loose full powers that leads right to barbarism! "Disappointed that young Afghans" are not left to be massacred by hordes of bearded advocates a return to the worst ages of the human species? He is telling us that this idiot "does not understand" why a father of 30 years may be doctor, worker and former teacher FCC Kabul (if not killed with his former colleagues) want to flee with her small children and his wife under burqa risking his life (because if it is caught is the immediate execution, execution risk at that time was its descent charter) of men who have banned music on the radio because it is an instrument of evil and stoning of women in stadiums? He "does not understand"?? But this level of understanding is the lack of supervision that must advocate for this sly devils!
The inertia of Ministers or cohorts of Small Marquis of Power reaches the orbital levels of bullshit. These people are nothing and only if the press does not relayed such absurdities, I hurt my least France. That which we do not need to teach me, one that allows me to stroll down the street without fearing for my love, one that allows me to walk tall in other homelands where I live, one that allows me to write what I write, the one who received and welcomed, that I feel in my heart without the Elysian Small or his cronies tell me what to do. Ask the debate of national identity as they do, it is an act of barbarity against the honor and memory of France. This is no wretched meetings of sub-prefectures filled with blue hair and old cacochyme all agree to say "What's too many Arabs in France" and that "moves ... sorry, the Kru ...., pardon the mel ... well you see c'que I mean should send them home "which will make a difference. It's education and education alone. The school as a single crucible, as the only Hi School, the School as the only instrument of memory, pride, respect and affection. So instead of us' Le Pen reshuffle their demagoguery hustler to Vichy, they focus on the school bus from 3rd Republic has not done better! And this is not advocating called reform and lowering the lessons of history is precisely that "the brightest of us" will uprooting hosted an honest man of integrity. So please do Mariani as Lefbvre this morning, "SHUT UP!".
http://www.lefigaro.fr/flash-actu/2009/12/16/01011-20091216FILWWW00552-mariani-critique-les-afghans-qui-fuient.php
But will they finally close, these terriers monomaniacs of friction on the presidential leg? How insulting to our history, our "national identity" as the debate fascinates these flayers of Wanting Living Together Collective will they still have to utter lust to get the smile of Left Minister Besson and thus the tacit approval of Elysian gilding. But these little people are despicable! Do not they know that what France has given the world more beautiful is a dream, an ideal: Liberty! How many insults will lick the clique she was inflicting this Idea engraved in the marble of the Fatherland so that we dare say "SHUT UP!" and return them in their bath of mediocrity? From
"credo of the New Age" has Michelet expensive (the Declaration of the Rights of Man and Citizen of 1789) to major European texts, it is the tradition in the French soul the noblest of welcoming persecuted . The UMP Thierry Mariani said today that more "esteem" for Afghans who have "opted to remain in their country" to "fight against the Taliban" for those who "leak" of Afghanistan. But what is the opinion of nothing at all compared to 1,000 years of history? So nobody responds to these words? That kind of stupidity debited by all voters Loose full powers that leads right to barbarism! "Disappointed that young Afghans" are not left to be massacred by hordes of bearded advocates a return to the worst ages of the human species? He is telling us that this idiot "does not understand" why a father of 30 years may be doctor, worker and former teacher FCC Kabul (if not killed with his former colleagues) want to flee with her small children and his wife under burqa risking his life (because if it is caught is the immediate execution, execution risk at that time was its descent charter) of men who have banned music on the radio because it is an instrument of evil and stoning of women in stadiums? He "does not understand"?? But this level of understanding is the lack of supervision that must advocate for this sly devils!
The inertia of Ministers or cohorts of Small Marquis of Power reaches the orbital levels of bullshit. These people are nothing and only if the press does not relayed such absurdities, I hurt my least France. That which we do not need to teach me, one that allows me to stroll down the street without fearing for my love, one that allows me to walk tall in other homelands where I live, one that allows me to write what I write, the one who received and welcomed, that I feel in my heart without the Elysian Small or his cronies tell me what to do. Ask the debate of national identity as they do, it is an act of barbarity against the honor and memory of France. This is no wretched meetings of sub-prefectures filled with blue hair and old cacochyme all agree to say "What's too many Arabs in France" and that "moves ... sorry, the Kru ...., pardon the mel ... well you see c'que I mean should send them home "which will make a difference. It's education and education alone. The school as a single crucible, as the only Hi School, the School as the only instrument of memory, pride, respect and affection. So instead of us' Le Pen reshuffle their demagoguery hustler to Vichy, they focus on the school bus from 3rd Republic has not done better! And this is not advocating called reform and lowering the lessons of history is precisely that "the brightest of us" will uprooting hosted an honest man of integrity. So please do Mariani as Lefbvre this morning, "SHUT UP!".
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CALIGULA - Small ...
Small, in class Feeling the wax sitting on the right near the window where I watched people pass through the streets and large chestnut trees swaying gently Sainte Anne, Sister Solange I looked terrified in its holding of Oblate black and white tell me, severe but just and right and good, a small iron crucifix dangling above my eye was: "Learn your lessons well my child and you become doctor, scientist, you'll help others, only by working the best we can that one becomes a man. The rigor and excellence, my child, keep that in mind ... well. " Then came the thankless years at St. Mary College, the large bay in my class gave this austere and dark park or even the desire of doing stupid things teenagers dissipated under the annoyance post-pubescent. It grew poorly, the overly large, lanky body, moods moody sometimes drowned spleen, I was smoking a cigarette behind the Tower of England, or the Father P. strove to plant flowers that so desperate were turning gray rods invariably either in life ... then ran slow, fat error from heart to misfire sentimental but I listened while the Father V. tell us in the great amphitheater (which we called, for some reason, the "cinema"): "Be adults, my son, work, grow, learn, and become men who will help other people, at the cost of excellence, work and intelligence that you decide your life. " Then came the University, student freedom, my first car, clubbing, the first true bliss, time spinning whitewater, girls hidden smile, friends forever, the policy a bit and Sciences Pipo heard Professor FCM tell me in his office: "Your memory is not that good, Caligula is a mediocre work. Do not satifaites of mediocrity, work, go to work, always in Excellence and rigor tirelessly and you bring your stone al'edifice. Then came the training, the languor of Geneva, the U.S. time, the Great School, my friends forever, the fishermen of the moon, the lake, life anywhere, any time, without stopping, and I heard the director BR, we say: "Pass you undertake all, try everything, dare, in the excellence and rigor." I tried.
Frankly I tried. And this morning a little tired this week, after yet another email from these jerks who cling to me like a pile of frifri morpiacée at the office, I read this, one of the "best of us, "one those who govern, one of those "help other men" and as I had wanted to call Sister Solange and asked if she was sure sure what she had said there are 20 years
http://www.liberation.fr/societe/0101608754-pour-lefebvre-les-exiles-afghans-feraient-mieux-d-aller-faire-la-guerre-chez-eux
Small, in class Feeling the wax sitting on the right near the window where I watched people pass through the streets and large chestnut trees swaying gently Sainte Anne, Sister Solange I looked terrified in its holding of Oblate black and white tell me, severe but just and right and good, a small iron crucifix dangling above my eye was: "Learn your lessons well my child and you become doctor, scientist, you'll help others, only by working the best we can that one becomes a man. The rigor and excellence, my child, keep that in mind ... well. " Then came the thankless years at St. Mary College, the large bay in my class gave this austere and dark park or even the desire of doing stupid things teenagers dissipated under the annoyance post-pubescent. It grew poorly, the overly large, lanky body, moods moody sometimes drowned spleen, I was smoking a cigarette behind the Tower of England, or the Father P. strove to plant flowers that so desperate were turning gray rods invariably either in life ... then ran slow, fat error from heart to misfire sentimental but I listened while the Father V. tell us in the great amphitheater (which we called, for some reason, the "cinema"): "Be adults, my son, work, grow, learn, and become men who will help other people, at the cost of excellence, work and intelligence that you decide your life. " Then came the University, student freedom, my first car, clubbing, the first true bliss, time spinning whitewater, girls hidden smile, friends forever, the policy a bit and Sciences Pipo heard Professor FCM tell me in his office: "Your memory is not that good, Caligula is a mediocre work. Do not satifaites of mediocrity, work, go to work, always in Excellence and rigor tirelessly and you bring your stone al'edifice. Then came the training, the languor of Geneva, the U.S. time, the Great School, my friends forever, the fishermen of the moon, the lake, life anywhere, any time, without stopping, and I heard the director BR, we say: "Pass you undertake all, try everything, dare, in the excellence and rigor." I tried.
Frankly I tried. And this morning a little tired this week, after yet another email from these jerks who cling to me like a pile of frifri morpiacée at the office, I read this, one of the "best of us, "one those who govern, one of those "help other men" and as I had wanted to call Sister Solange and asked if she was sure sure what she had said there are 20 years
http://www.liberation.fr/societe/0101608754-pour-lefebvre-les-exiles-afghans-feraient-mieux-d-aller-faire-la-guerre-chez-eux
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