They are alcoholics, they are losers they are Poujadists they are racist and all left. They receive grants and actuarial VélôToulouse and roll, and the first event they vandalize public amenities without ever being prosecuted, like their colleagues in Poitiers. They are defended by the "N" PA is probably the most similar in France to a non-democratic exercising complete domination of their world and that corruption would weep with envy a Colombian trafficker. These are all big cons cops backward hosting Molotov cocktail and the last bastion of leftism as retrograde.
Trotskyists.
Or at least, is the image they give them too often. Of bumpkins. Morons. Living in unknown corners of civilization, to hear some people talk about it is limited in the pampas , rue Henri-Farman ...
At the time of events, it is time to try to paint this portrait catastrophic. Speaking just from my direct experience this environment, I come. My father, now retired, was a sans-culotte like all my ancestors since the eighteenth century, were found some yellowed papers eaten by the mice to this effect. Imagine what it means being the spitting image of his own father and the father of one, and so on ... how not understand the attachment that we can feel for this condition which is not only a disqualification, but rather an atavistic emotions invested as much? The sans-culotte déféqueur is, yes, yes. But because of where he shits is a link with his past, his way of ensuring this, and that he would forward to the future. And I know, even if he never talked about - the sans-culotte is constipated and does not express his feelings, is the least we can say that leaving the ...- rue Henri Farman-ago decade has been a terrible tear for my father. ..
Luckily he left her, finally. Fortunately it was resolved to move away: it might have ended up committing suicide by dint of her son decadent, like so many people around him. So sansculotte exhausted and screened in the rectum, which never see the color of the famous revolutionary days and survive as best they can in isolation and the exhortation to a nihilism which lowers their employability and hence their income ...
Because that's the life of a sans-culotte today: not the "big", the Germanopratins example, which affect them most of the money from the tax theft. It's a revolution difficult and tiring, early morning to early evening, sometimes alone, a revolution also dangerous, with huge demonstrations that can crush or distracting snapping a member of the unlucky, using increasingly alcoholic products, binouze, booze, stores where you can sometimes trigger dramatic and drinking ...
It does not have the means to buy new boutanches, very expensive But they need to booze, and then we go to the postal bank to see gentlemen in tie heavily into debt for it, hoping that prices will not increase ricard this year to pay, otherwise will threaten encravatés enter the apartment, rue Henri-Farman ... It
booze to kill himself, sometimes literally, trying to follow directions of organizations who want more distant, ever more militancy, more leaflets from this, more posters of this, There being encouraged by an "N" PA who still favors large sans-culotte by pretending that it champions the little ones, and pushes them into debt again and accept the constraints of activism as delusional. And who knows that the electorate Trotskyist not carry much weight and the townspeople know.
As they make me laugh, those who despise sansculotte the top of their culture. Those who insult them in bulk grants received by their social blackmail that lands in their bank account. I would like to see them trying to juggle activities that require a knowledge base of university graduate: barricades, throwing stones and Molotov cocktails, leafleting, posting, breaking bus shelters, trash fire megaphones fall ... down? They repair itself, otherwise it's too expensive. Not enough of 51? You have to install a still and calculate distillage ...
And the wine? Whatever you drink? Can you imagine the staggering amount of actual energy it took to send it to the back of the jersey? And I know what I mean, I participated in all stages of the process: lead, pour into the cup, swallow, burp and pay again, then drink again yet, organize a basin of vomit - the cake, whatever - put in the bathroom going to the sewers, dumping tons of vomit in a tiny shit endless shit will crush and separate bubbles and lumps, pour it into the river and store it in sewage treatment plants, let stand for separation, dividing the wastewater into two parts, one that will go into the tap - the water you drink is usually the "mixing" of a multitude of wastewater, if it is, you already ...-, drank my vomit and another that will be used to make compost ... Wait, it's not over! It must also clean the tub and toilets, sinks and all who served with gerber in, go and see how the pipes are clean and scrub what needs to be, and at the same time battling with the owner who wants always evict us, and make the right to housing in relation to that, hoping it out this year and ... Frankly, I forget. It is as daunting job. It's exhausting. Try to think, just a little, the next bottle you open ...
And there s nothing surprising that sometimes some crack. The past two years, five people with whom I was in college committed suicide. 5. They chose to take the family activism, and the Social Revolution, Dictatorship of the Proletariat, the Big Night that never comes, fatigue, anxiety and loneliness had their skin ...
And that speaks for them? A guy who hangs himself in his section or spreading the brains on the walls with his shotgun, alone in his cell in the "N" PA nobody hears. It's simple, I do not even know if there are statistics on that.
There was a 25th suicide in France Telecom, and he will try to find recess, the hateful people with a modicum of critical thinking, to measure the horror by showing that the figures are not representative . The
fafounets are doomed when the gauchos are sometimes much worse without being disturbed.
It would also find that the wish to raise each other.
And it is here too, the real current political drama: people who have so much hatred, thinking that others are better off, when the reality is that the world of work suffers, and for the same reasons socialists. The militant "N" PA, the old sans-culotte, special education teacher, share the same hatred of freedom ...
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