Douce France Cher pays de mon enfance… Sweet France, dear (beloved) country of my childhood. It is an old song by Charles Trenet. Written in 1943, right during World War II, and occupation, this song possibly embodies all the virtues of France. Virtues in the Latin sense, not values, an ambiguous word too… “galvaudé” (overused)?…
Source: Tears of blood
Cowards have hit again. In various places of Paris. Le Bataclan where 1500 people were watching a concert. A hundred hostages were killed by the terrorists. A few days ago, more than 200 Russians were most likely killed by an anonymous bomb. The Egyptian government denies. Don’t want to scare the tourists. Cowards. Cowards. Cowards.…
The day of the dead, November 2nd is a probably the second greatest celebration in Mexico after or at par with December 12, the Virgin of Guadalupe. For some years now, the city of Mexico has financed a display of Alebrijes coinciding with the Day of the Dead. I am not too keen on local…
