Sunday, October 11, 2009

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The ravings of a drunk fascist

(Yesterday evening, after leaving a party sandwiches but a little pathetic with the means I have ...):

(Thierry): - No, actually, finally, I'm stupid, sort of.

(G.): - Uh ... how? ...

- stupid as to write texts openly fascists by passing it to the second level.

- Ah yes ... ( palpable embarrassment) But you're so stupid, then?

- Yes. In short yes. Or not. Say it is a conscience clear and to exacerbated how I'm completely tortured head at all points of view and draw the consequence that the expression of political thought is articulated impossible futures. And he'll have to find a good solution, one day this problem.

- (laughs) Rhooo is good to recognize it, eh ... even vis-à-vis your readers. No, joking aside, do not you think ...

- I know what you'll say there has property. Yeah. Hey, maybe yes, say. Except I do not care. Come on, even better, I'm an idiot fascist policy.

- How?

- I am sincerely convinced that we must camps, revolution, blood and black smoke to implement the Diktatur the proletariat will put in place a phase transition towards a communist society, which ...

- stop your fucking bourdieuseries Aaaaah! It's been several months now that you in the dark sociological bullshit shit, stupid fascist speeches and comments for news as simpleton who falls into the water for fear of rain. It looks like a teenager which would be spun a computer for Christmas.

"Er - yeah I know. I shit. In all. Humanely, morally, intellectually, orthographically ... everything. Accordingly, I should identify and make room because there are more fun and better than me damn, and more.

- And how would it?

- Dunno. We could fuck me, pfouu, where are we could stick me, the big jerk? In Cayenne. Yeah, great idea. It puts me in Cayenne. In prison. To break rocks, as I occasionally parachuting food, because basically, I deserve only isolation, and a little guano on the forehead.



- Ah yes, I confess that as tempting idea. And between break rocks and push Pinpin, what a difference to society?

- Yes, yes, what do I give a shit?

- This would be a little party at the "N" PA, if they knew you were leaving. They would ... relieved, I think.

- Probably. And like that, presto! more problems. Nan is the best course of Chuis me there. Worry, it'll be the ticket to get there.

- Ah yes. You do not think they want to cooperate?

- Frankly, now, nobody has too much money to "N" PA. Except Olivier, huh, sure. But otherwise, it's a bit hard up. Sexual, financial: the same is the desert. And I still lost my job.

- you had not taken a Monaco too, tonight?

- Must admit that beyond two, plus I have very clear ideas ...

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