Before being bothered by the gossip, the cancaneries, the chatter and gossip of farmyard animals, I was putting the finishing touches to second part of Figurehead . Bow bow promised due, since I added a little about the title 1.
And that says a small, small 2 says, all small pet-of-wolves know that.
But the troublemakers are like decorations or of gonococci b lennorragies purulent: they seldom come alone. I, now, as they say in Côte d'Ivoire, with special concern sir "Blogger" (blocker would be more appropriate), which strives to put a spoke in my wheels, straining my patience, and patience, I must make this confession, it is not my strong point. This
Leviathan rots, underlying, unacceptable delays by any publication, gives me the impression of dragging a blog but not a bullet. Put a text line now takes me three times the agreed time.
Unfortunately, this delay is further aggravated by political affairs less virtual, more human, too human.
I have scores to settle.
Because I can not digest that you left me publicly accused of being a collaborator. Because it's vocabulary, these are the methods of the enemy. The perennial accusation of cops and collaborators.
See Alain Soral! Again ignominiously went for " Semitism" and " incitement to racial hatred " by the more definitive and unwavering support of the Palestinian Arab killers who are Semites thus by the exponential admirers of the small state, so brave and suffered so much, which imposed apartheid the deadliest in recent history, on behalf of a racialist ideology, which is now the shame of humanity!
Telling me that I am a descendant of journalists trends of the 30 pre-collaborationist is an obscenity. And cowardice. And meanness. And indecency.
add that the true descendants of Journalists said collaborators, talent less, these are all the hacks servile Foul of Labberation, Tele-Ramas, Figaro etc. ....
(Small digression: I know I am repeating myself, do not believe me noticing it. I am perfectly aware of suffering from a variety of literary echolalia well known to psychiatrists. A fondness for alliteration and even the litany. I'm kind of psalm as obsessive, I keep coming back, but it would be illusory to think that I'd like a parrot perched in a forest of grim Umbelliferae. Involucre Under this, there is the FDI fixed.)
Anyway, so you can wait, here as a starter, the canvas next section:
Chap-1: Back on April-May 2001
Ch-2: Small-bourgeoisie and fascism
Ch-3: Youth and cons-revolution.
Ch-4: Girls and Young-feminazi
Chap-5: abstainers and revolution.
Chap-6: Felix the Cat
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