C'EST LA GUERRE (10)

They are dreaming still and they discredit me since my superiors (which do not are dreamers), do not need more evidence for arguing inadequacy of my reports and writings. Reports are not for dreaming, it´s true but what have the speeches, or political rallies, or when an old man seduces a young man in order this young may to devote to politics under the old man´s "experience" of management...? Everything has a considerable part of dream, illusion..  But it is also true that can´t be more difference between a report (written) and a political discourse (oral); anyway currently everything is recorded.

Should never have been a politician in this world which had not been seduced by the people, by life, by its improvement and refinement .... How could the people create their policy and their politicians?... I return to reality and relentlessly I shall make return to reality my countless readers, who are like the stars of heaven, as the sands of the sea ... My writings, poetic or not, must regain its prestige ..! It sounds to me as when I have read a book and now, I can not remember what book was ... stars, sands.. I have read it somewhere...

But without going any further, here I have in my hand, my Kindle from Amazon.com with its content of over two hundred books right now. I´m holding it at my hand almost like a scepter. It is a power (and very practical thing.) According to it, the power is not phallic but "tabletoide" I remember to have read something about those who lived in the house were gathered in the library, all they convened by the detective ... in the library, where there was the corpse also. Now the library is the Kindle (or any e-reader) dictionaries included ... My holy Kindle..! No joke: I feel more than ever .. Homo Sapiens.. and a field marshal and the president of the military government.
Also I think it is almost the true realm of ecology and newspapers should  think at it without sentimentality "subsidized" also... To read a newspaper today sullies the fingertips with something else than the ink of their impression... unfortunately is still more revolting in the radio and television: a kind of intrauterine journalism. An e-book can be sold million times, without cutting a single tree, without having to manage the storage of thousands of books that should be discontinued and finally, were turned into pulp ... It is an important point besides the ecology: with it will end the problem of many researchers unable to acquire a book that exists and at the same time, it has disappeared.


Perhaps the e-reader will be a problem when will come television for an interview: the great men, (especially the church men) will be in evidence since they like the interviews in their office with a background of many books that viewers assume that they have read and studied it. The e-reader is much more humble than all this... and we will pass through high that the corpse can be in the library.
I have returned to distract me with this the 85th anniversary of Gabriel Garcia Marquez and the e-books ...


But I shall focus myself again on my high-sublime mission. I read my reports and I see that in M17 + M1 there is almost nothing on this topic of the strength and vitality of the culture´s migration, to the electronic media; the Internet has many social networks but above all has a lot of individuals who learn and study in the vast and comprehensive university that is the Internet.
In M17+M1 there was a diffuse and phantasmagorical, eminently fraudulent cultural aim as they wanted that in the future, everyone spoke the idiom of this country all around the world but it's all kryptonite in this fucking country.

Moreover I have ordered to shot all holders of websites of free e-books in this language, because users stayed without books and at the same time, their phone were filled with "premium" messages which left them with no balance. I know.

About military operations, the Neanderthal bloodshed (theoretical Neanderthal ) is still unstoppable.
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I placed a good chunk of kryptonite in all fields of Comments of the rabble who writes in this "home". It's what they deserve, it's my fair and calculated punishment for their attitudes somewhat questionable to my high and powerful person.

Is my name Alice? Basic questions of all kinds seized my privileged mind full of insider privileges (of course) My name It is not Ernest either, but has its importance, almost certainly my name is Alice. Because I'm just not in the welfare state, but also in the wonderland. Like Alice. And if I was Lucy in the Sky with diamonds ..? I am full of basic doubts, on my identity, ontological doubts...

Still I have a lot of kryptonite to apply to the people who is not candidate for anything or doesn´t have political office, is to say to anyone that is not ours, that is an intelligent and modest citizen... instead the kryptonite doesn´t harms to me. These huge reserves of kryptonite were used by the enemy in M17 +M1 to weaken and prostrate the entire civilian population. Power of dirtiness: here is the ultimate essence of Neanderthals. Such as scabies.


My superiors reprimanded me harshly reading my politicized previous report: they say that it makes people to dream and dreams, should not be generate by the official information. In particular it seems that they did not like my reflections in a positive sense which I included in my report without it were indispensable about a famous phrase from JFK. I quote from my report:

... because the current policy seems to say us: you do not ask yourself what the welfare State can do for you, but what you can fuck yourself for the welfare state...

 And if I was just myself ... but no, I have given my "ego" to the cause in this country, ... I am the official dictator of this country ... All they have something from me thanks to my delivered generosity. I have ordered to execute by shoot a large group of protesters who required publicly a parking place with jacuzzi and garage service for all.

I will govern for a while ..