Saturday, July 30, 2011

Richie Ray and Bobby Cruz - Tribute to Joe Arroyo: A Labor of Love

“They’ve gotten me into this mess/of interpreting Joe Arroyo’s salsa” says jokingly Bobby Cruz in the middle of “Pa’l Bailador”. It’s easy to understand then the feelings of the Dynamic Duo of Salsa when they make a tribute album about Joe Arroyo and his music, both from his Fruko y sus Tesos era and his solo career: It’s like stepping inside a house that is not theirs. But surprisingly Joe’s house resembles the one that belongs to them.

I defy any DJ to mix “Cabo E” (although disowned by Richie and Bobby because of their Christian faith, it is still a huge hit) and “Rebelión”, especially when you discover that “Cabo E” piano solo fits perfectly into “Rebelión” piano spot. “Tania”, with its jazzy piano arrangement it’s a no-brainer for Mr. Cold Fingers. Rhythm patterns of the Fruko songs resemble particularly those of the “Agúzate”, “Reconstrucción” and “Viven” albums, as I said before.

Bobby Cruz doesn’t sing but smoothly croons his way along the eleven themes preceded by an electrifying introduction theme sang by none other than Joe Arroyo himself, in maybe the last complete performance recorded ever before his untimely death. Joe appears in “Rebelión” and “La Noche”, too, but Bobby takes his task with impeccable profesionalism. It’s particularly hard for any singer, any accomplished singer, to perform properly “A Mi Dios Todo Le Debo”; however, el Durísimo achieves his soulful tribute to the Creator in a cumbia style, too.
Ricardo has a lot of respect for the original arrangements, so that they stay virtually the same, but somehow they get the Piano Ambassador’s distinctively treatment. For instance, the simple piano tune at the end of “Nadando” becomes a touching small solo and “La Noche” middle eight has a bluesy piano break. The lyrics are slightly changed when they feel it’s necessary (for example, in “Por Tí No Moriré”, “mi amor” becomes a more direct “Leonor”). And Bobby inspires his soneos, most impressively in the rap—reggaeton freestyle finale of “Yamulemau”, whose lyrics were drastically changed for a more direct homage to Joe.

It is necessary to congratulate that Colombian crew of musicians that took part in this project, originally conceived by Ley Martin, who finally overcame his regrettable shortcomings and came back to make salsa history again, as he did producing the original Colombia All Stars, Los Titanes and Raíces, not to mention those salsa festivals he organized.

In another world, the homage should have been made by Joe to Ricardo's and Bobby’s immortal salsa. Even this tribute was made when Joe was still alive. But if you really want to know; Joe and Fruko paid a lot of respects to them along their careers: in the huge Joe—Fruko discography you can find covers of “Ahora Vengo Yo”, “The Falling Rain”, and “Bomba en Navidad”, between others. But as I said before, Richie and Bobby’s influence permeates Joe and Fruko’s oeuvre. There is a decidedly obscure never-officially released Fruko y sus Tesos song called “Caifás”. If you hear it, it’s not difficult to imagine a young Joe listening to an already consecrated Bobby, teaching him how to reach those characteristically high notes of the Puerto Rican sonero.

I highly recommend this album; there will be other Joe Arroyo tributes without a doubt, but first, this was made while the Joe was still alive, and second, it will be difficult to find another more soulful and poignant like this. Go and get it!
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Saturday, July 23, 2011

Joe Arroyo: Dreams From My Mother

A not-so-brilliant attempt committed to tape by Joe Arroyo is the cover of the early-reggaeton-turned-joeson called “Mini Mini”. Although the initial idea was fair and ok, the brass and chorus arrangement is particularly atrocious. To prove my point, we have been lately listening in Barranquilla to a live version broadcasted by a local radio station, with almost all the brass arrangement stripped down, leaving the joeson rhythm alone to be appreciated.

“The arrangement of Manyoma is mine” said Alvaro José Arroyo in a throughout interview published in an out-of-print Colombian “Rolling Stone” edition. If you hear “Catalina del Mar”, you know it’s completely true: you can hear the same rhythm pattern in both songs. And the origin of that rhythm pattern can be traced to the Wganda Kenya cover of “El Evangelio”, an old calypso originally performed by Les Shilieu Shileiu. By the way, Wganda Kenya was a Fruko sideproject dedicated to the music of the Caribbean: socca, beguine, reggae and so on. Credits in all singles and albums were carefully omitted to avoid market saturation with the “Fruko” brand.

Anyway, if you hear the cover, the percussion goes this way:

Cowbell:

Tack-a-tack tack-a-tack-tack-tack-tacka, Tack-a-tack tack-a-tack-tack-tack-tacka

Conga Drum:

Tum-uh-tum tum, Tum-uh-tum tum

It’s difficult (and somewhat ludicrous) to transcribe a sound this way, but hey, I’m trying to dissect a winning formula! Anyway, this same percussion play can be heard in “Musa Original” and is definitively the base of the Joesón. “Son Apretao”, the first time the formula pieces finally fit together, has this rhythm mold:

Cowbell:

Tack-tack um-tack-tack-tack, Tack-tack um-tack-tack-tack

Conga Drum:

Tum-uh-tum tum, Tum-uh-tum tum

A musician friend of mine told me the rythmn didn’t change at all; I said the feeling did anyway, because the cowbell sounded almost like the clave of Cuban son played backwards.
You thought Joe Arroyo was a genius? Now you can bet on it! “Tumbatecho”, another predecessor of “La Noche”, “Tal para Cual”, “Echao Pa’ Lante”, “Fue tu Mirada” and many other hits billed as Joesons, might at the beginning sound like a silly string of silly rhymes but it contains the main clue of how composes El Joe: laying in bed, before he falls asleep. He has already told in many interviews he has tape recorders all over his home because his ideas appear all in a sudden, and especially between consciousness and the first REM cycle. He acknowledged that “Catalina del Mar” came to him precisely this way.

This “lucid dream” composing system is not exclusive of him, witness Paul McCartney with the melody of “Yesterday” and Keith Richards with the legendary riff of “Satisfaction”. In the case of Joe, it is something of a personal philosophy. “La Vida Va (Life flows)” is for me his best composition ever, the one on top of a monster career with huge self-penned hits. The first line of the song says: “Hear the truth: the only material thing in the universe is life. And life flows!” Somehow Joe Arroyo sings a four-minute treatise about Berkeley’s Idealism. Pure genius, I told you!

If you hear outside Colombia the megahit “Rebelión” and you don’t know anything else about El Joe (in the YouTube era, sure) you might think of him of a “political” composer in the vein of Willie Colón’s and Rubén Blades’ Siembra era, but Joe’s composing range is much wider than that. It goes from the playful and festive (“La Rumbera”), romance ("Mary"), the mournful denouncement of human nature (“Mundo Cruel”), social commentary (“La Guerra de los Callados”), the celebration of his hometown, both original and adoptive (“En Barranquilla Me Quedo”, “Los Barcos en la Bahía”), right up to God worship (“A Mi Dios Todo Le Debo”). In his case, all he has to do is dream…

Nevermind, the most poignant part of his life telenovela is that he was barely a big kid and started to sing professionally in brothels, trying to shoo poverty and hunger away while her mother Angela knew his effort was necessary for their survival. The other day, news people interviewing him became puzzled when they asked him what he would have become if he were not a singer. Without blinking he said “a litigating attorney”. If the journalists were doing their homework, they would have realized that he achieves his dream of becoming a singing megastar. The attorney gig was Adela’s dream for his son.


Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiya!
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Thursday, July 21, 2011

Rupert Murdoch, boogeyman or antihero? I say: both of them.

By Dr. sipmac

It is inevitable the fact that everybody hates Rupert Murdoch; it’s in every person’s blood in this planet. What’s to hate about him, anyway? That he is a media mogul gazillionaire ironically self-described as a genocidal tyrant? That although News of the World was closed, he still owns a bunch of newspapers reeking of sleaze? That he’s continually lambasted in his own TV network sitcom “The Sipmsons” as an evil genius?

The list could go on, but the fact is that he’s in deep trouble by the News of the World hacking scandal. The day he spoke before the Parliament was considered by him “the most humble day of his life”. Additionally and in a lighter mood, he was attacked by a baker without borders sympathizer but the perpetrator promptly suffered the retaliation of Murdoch’s wife. Boy, she smacked hard that unsuspecting fool!

But I digress. Murdoch is nothing less than the boogeyman for the “respectable” media, that like to tell their customers how the free press is going to end if the dirty old man isn’t stopped on time. That’s what they say.

What they don’t say is that the very ones that demonize Murdoch (rubbing their hands with delight), obtain and print the news the same way Dear Leader does: The New York Times, the Washington Post and the Guardian (not to mention the BBC) use illegally obtained information to make a fortune by selling it. What, you don’t believe me? Doesn’t Wikileaks ring any bells for you? You seem to forget that the whole Wikileaks affair started with illegally obtained US diplomatic cables. Like it or not, the Pentagon Papers were illegally leaked, too. And so on.
The most hypocritical spin of all this should-be-not-such-a-big-scandal is that righteous indignation the media owners and reporters feel, forgetting that they use the same practices they are condemning now, but only when they see it fit. The BBC sat an entire month on the Climategate e-mails, knowing that a thorough investigation could have destroyed that house of cards that is Anthropogenic Global Warming, but they didn’t, because revealing the whole fiasco did not serve their agenda.

Yes, the Grey Lady, the WaPo, the Guardian and Auntie Beeb have their own agenda and it leans left. Most Murdoch media lean right and that’s something they can not accept nor forgive. The aborted SKY buyout was an attempt to create a strong competition that up to this moment the BBC does not have. Most people in the UK know the Quango as a natural part of the environment and don't know any better.

Julian Assange was treated as a martyr because of the perceivedly “bogus” legal charges filed against him, all while his leaker (Bradley Manning) faces serious prison-time. It is very likely that Assange will not serve any time and it wouldn’t be a surprise if he ever wins the Peace Nobel Price. And Murdoch, that really offers diversity and different points of view in the before-him homogenous media world, even if he walks scot-free from this News of the World Fiasco, he will always be the villain.


Surprisingly, the Britons are missing the deceased newspaper. Remember to give people what they want!

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Monday, July 18, 2011

Rebecca Black strikes back!


Rebecca's video "Friday" wasn't getting the acceptance she wanted; on the contrary, a huge viral scorn-a-thon movement mocking her first effort was getting traction. She told then that she would not let several million hecklers break her. Then she became Dr. sipmac's heroine of the year. I'm no Richie Unterberger, but it did not take great pains to write a review of her debut song, pointing out:
Rebecca might not become the next Madonna or Britney Spears (both of them aren't gifted with great voices, either - and they have both sold a gazillion records already), but it seems her mean gratuitous detractors want to avoid at all costs that she turns into the female Justin Bibier success story. And that reeks of plain old jealousy to me. The video shows real teenagers, with pimples and not-so-cute faces. But it shows a very cute girl following her dreams and aiming big. She is trying, and with the right advisory, she can become an accomplished pop singer.

Or as Ed Wood's son said, George Lucas couldn't stand a chance with Creepy Ed's movie budgets. Well, now Rebecca presents her new video "My moment", with better production values (and less autotune, I concede) and a very straightforward message. She's following her dreams, she's still aiming big and she won't let be threatened by philistines.


Any parent wishes to raise a daughter like her.

Up to this moment Rebecca has only 323 visitors for her new video, but she deserves more than the 100 + million she got with "Friday".


I'm still wishing her moment is not over yet. Go get'em Rebecca!
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Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Fruko y sus Tesos - Four Ages of Salsa

Although Perogoyo y su Combo, Sexteto Miramar and Michi y su Combo preceded them, Fruko y sus Tesos was THE Colombian salsa band of the 70s, and the point of reference for those who then build on what has been seen: Los Titanes, Niche, Guayacán, Raíces and other salsa bands that formed the second Colombian salsa boom of the 90s.

The emergence of a Colombian first – line salsa orchestra was, as we have seen, the desire of many applicants. Even tropical groups like the legendary Corraleros de Majagual (it is no coincidence that Fruko was a former member of this group) had experimented with the genre to the point that to these ears there has never been (or might never be) a salsa orchestra that has played harder than the Corraleros did. Just listen “El Mondongo” to check.

But the fortune would favor the project Julio Ernesto Estrada “Fruko” was developing thanks to several factors. Anyone who has heard the first original interpretations of the Tesos, can be amazed by the more conventional style that brought the band. “Tesura”, “Botando Corriente” and “Improvisando”, attest to an early era in the musical arrangements that recall in a way what would come later, but lack the tropical feel and folk elements that would end up being incorporated by the leader and the members the band in its heyday (Fruko acknowledged later in an interview that the main competition of the Tesos were Los Melódicos and the like with their "ella baila el pompo", not the New York and Puerto Rico salsa orchestras).

Most of the Colombian salsa music aficionados love salsa and dances to it, but doesn’t buy and much less collect it. When the orchestra enters Piper Pimienta, then Saoko and Joe Arroyo, the edges are smoothed and its particular style begins to emerge (cf. “Ahora Vengo Yo” both played by the Fania All Stars and Joe with Fruko, but with a faster tempo).

The Golden Age of the orchestra started with the LP “Ayunando” continues with “El Violento”, “El Caminante” to “El Grande”. These disks contain an avalanche of hits hard to believe, played by musicians in the prime of their game and giving an emotional warmth and interpretative quality impossible to emulate. While Los Melódicos and other tropical bands competed for the same market, the success of Fruko and y sus Tesos in Colombia hold them in the same place of the greats of the genre: Ricardo, Bobby, Willie, Héctor, Johnny and Celia.

After “El Grande”and the USA first tour, the original orchestra looses key members as the pianist and arranger Hernán Gutiérrez (RIP), which marks the beginning for me of the Silver Age of Fruko y sus Tesos with “El Bárbaro”, “El Patillero” “El Cocinero Mayor”, “El Teso” and “El Espectacular”, the one which the band records to celebrate its tenth anniversary.
While it is difficult to find two LPs that could make a higher point than “El Caminante” and “El Grande”, I'd take “El Cocinero Mayor” (including the first successful non-Saoko-non-Joe-non-Pimienta hit “La Borincana” — with nothing more and nothing less than a Celio González perfomance), I think the 1978 disc has the most even sound and has and the best perfomances in a decade, and the most salsa feel of all since the remote start of the Tesos, because in 1976 the tropical wave becomes more dominant in the sound of the orchestra, along with the strong influence of the percussive work that brings the work of Richie Ray and Bobby Cruz albums “Reconstrucción” and “Viven”. This influence permeates completely “El Espectacular”, an unexpected but pleasant divergence from previous work with haunting, original melodies, arrangements and lyrics themes, though somewhat with uneven results.

1981 represents the moment when the inevitable slump arrives, with a 45 RPM supersingle marking the unannounced departure of Joe Arroyo. The hit is "Vengo por tí" which, as described elsewhere, was a fusion of Dominican merengue and raspa cachaca that betrayed involuntarily the accumulated fatigue of ten years of non-stop success. The other themes "El que da lo que tiene" and a cover of “Toma Jabón Pa’ que Laves” simply can not stand.

Nor did “Danza y Congo”. Fruko’s Band used to release a single for the Carnival of Barranquilla (such as “Ayúdala Por Favor” and “La Distancia”), but the only song played in separate versions by Saoko and an up-and-coming Saulo Sánchez, if it became a hit in February '81, nobody can remember and the song is now a collector's curiosity.

The effect produced by Joe Arroyo's departure from the band to found La Verdad, was catastrophic. Although it is now recognized as daring, it was somewhat anticlimactic move at the time when he stopped to sing salsa exclusively to start singing the folklore of the Colombian Atlantic coast, although it was certainly a desire that Joe had to meet. However, he also would have to start dealing with his own personal difficulties.
Between '81 and '84, a group of singers ranging from May González and la India Meliyará (30 singers have passed through his orchestra, acknowledges Fruko) can not get the project to carry on. It is recognized that Joseíto Martinez's voice was the one that inaugurated the Bronze Age of Los Tesos. As in the Joe Arroyo era, Joseíto is the leading voice also with The Latin Brothers. From “El Magnífico” starts another avalanche of hits, and this time the LP to highlight belong to the Latin Brothers: "Para Bailar", an outstanding disc.

And with the decade of 2000 begins the New Age of Fruko, with a sound more faithful to the era of “Tesura” and “Botando Corriente” with an A-list of musicians (“Macabí” on piano) like Saoko and Gabino Pampini. I like “Power Salsa” and the concept album in which tropical hits from the '70s meet salsa such as “Tabaco y Ron”.

The only thing missing would be the reunion with Joe Arroyo and (maybe) the release of a hidden live from the 70’s album.

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Saturday, July 9, 2011

Idols of Clay IV: A Beef with a Few Writers

In July, the month in which the sipmac team brings down more idols from their pedestals, they could not miss some writers. It might be true that no one can take away the dancing (dancing as being literary success or sales) from them, but with them we have anyway a couple of issues to fix:

Sam Clemens / Mark Twain: It is quite an experience to read Tom Sawyer with the innocent eyes of a child, and another one with the eyes of a cynical adult. In a nutshell, Mark Twain did not have any respect for his own characters. I do not mean to Aunt Polly (even if Mr. Twain mocks his prudishness without any consideration) or the inhabitants of St. Petersburg in general (more straitlaced, impossible), but the protagonists: Twain enjoys the lack of culture and sublimely naive vision that Tom and Huckleberry Finn with which they embrace the world. Just read the end of “Tom Sawyer” or the part of “Huckleberry Finn” in which he goes to the circus, or worse, the liberation of the slave Jim at the end of the novel.

Let's say that the only revenge he could take Tom was the fact that Clemens, the most unrepentant scoffer of the 19th century, was a spendthrift, forcing the author to keep writing Tom Sawyer sequels.
Ian Fleming: undoubtedly the creation of the “James Bond” character should grant him a place in the pantheon of letters, even if the critics could not even reluctantly agree. The literary James Bond is much more remarkable than his film counterpart. Still, please never make the big mistake of reading three of his novels one after the other. I started with "Goldfinger" and then went for "Casino Royale". By the time I read "From Russia with Love", I just read the approach of the plot, left the story in the part where Bond arrives in Turkey and then returned to the scene of the Nash monologue. I did not feel I missed anything.

Jorge Ycaza: no doubt his claim to the exploitation of indigenous people in Ecuador in "Huasipungo" is valiant, but although the priest's misdeeds were taken from real life, the book is not without an anticlerical whiff, not to mention other clichés that threaten to turn the novel into a pamphlet. For many readers there is not a problem, and "Ñucanchic Husipungo!" is a battle cry as good as any other, but the work does not surpass the propagandistic tone, especially in the agit-prop reeking final paragraph of the work.

Stephen King: "The Stand" endures the test of time and a thousand-odd pages were absolutely necessary to describe how today's society could crumble and collapse by spreading a deadly plague, and what happens immediately after the epidemic decimates the humanity is engaging, but turning Randall Flagg again and again as a villain, simply makes you completely lose respect for him, because nobody likes a villain who fails again and again (unless it is a comic book). Flagg is inept. Witness his failure in "The Eyes of the Dragon", then he appears again in "The Dark Tower"... the thing becomes repetitive and booooring.

Besides, other works by King began to falter over time and do not allow a rereading (Either "Pet Sematary" was mistranslated or it was plain awful from the beginning).

Tom Clancy is a great writer of best sellers, but I have never been thrilled by anything the guy has ever written. I do not remember if I read "Patriot Games" or "Clear and Present Danger", but it felt at the end like a lot of loose ends remained untied. Anyway, I should concede that the translation may have something to do well.


That's all for now (Cervantes, Shakespeare and Tolstoy, you can rest with easy by now.)
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Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Serie Ídolos de Barro III: Chao Güevara — en su propia voz.

Una camiseta del Ché que sí me gusta
“Tengo una remera del Ché y no sé por qué”, es un estribillo que ya lleva algún tiempo con nosotros, lastimosamente menos de los 44 años que la leyenda del Ché Revolucionario lleva con nosotros. Debemos agradecerlo a la generación que vivió en vivo y en directo la década del sesenta y que está ya próxima a ingresar al asilo.

Mientras Fidel Castro negoció una inmortalidad más terrena, Ernesto Guevara se transó por una más efectiva, porque ido su patrón de este mundo (y condenándolo por fin la historia), seguirá siendo imposible acabar con el aura de santo secular que envuelve al arquetipo de guerrillero, con la máquina de medios de comunicación conspirando para que siga así.

Quizá, como a tantos que pasaron a la historia, podría tener un amor a la humanidad en abstracto, que nunca se reflejó sobre nadie. Ejemplos:

- “Si los misiles hubieran permanecido (en Cuba), los hubiéramos utilizado contra el propio corazón de los EE.UU., incluyendo a la ciudad de Nueva York. La victoria del socialismo bien vale millones de víctimas en una guerra atómica.”
Realmente sediento de sangre
Con esta perla podría cerrar mi caso (fue la que me impulsó a escribir, por cierto), el de demostrar la psicopatía e insania de un personaje que no merece ningún tipo de reconocimiento ni homenajes sino escarnio. Pero no, aun hay más:

- “Las pruebas judiciales son un arcaico detalle burgués.”

Lo que le da el contexto correcto a la era del paredón en Cuba. De acuerdo con “El Libro Negro del Comunismo”, hacia 1964 los fusilamientos habían llegado a alrededor de 10.000. “Yo no necesito pruebas para ejecutar a un hombre”, espetó el Che a un subalterno judicial en 1959. “¡Sólo necesito una prueba de que es necesario ejecutarlo!”

Cualquiera diría que es un revolucionario en acción. Si, eso es ser revolucionario, el negocio del revolucionario es la muerte. Sobre el clima mental del revolucionario:

- “Odio como factor de lucha”, “Odio que es intransigente”, “Odio tan violento que impulsa a un ser humano más allá de sus limitaciones naturales, convirtiéndolo en violenta y fría máquina de matar.”

Nada mal para alguien que en alguna ocasión firmó sus escritos como “Stalin II”. Así se entiende mucho mejor cómo funcionan las guerrillas latinoamericanas. Y para alguien considerado como heroico y aguerrido, nada como el relato de una de sus víctimas Tony Chao:

El último día de su vida, Tony había recibido una carta de su madre en la cárcel. “Mi querido hijo”, le aconsejó ella. “¿Con qué frecuencia te advertí que no te involucraras en estas cosas? Pero yo sabía que mis súplicas eran en vano. Siempre exigiste tu libertad Tony, desde que eras un niño. Así que yo sabía que nunca aceptarías el comunismo. Bueno, Castro y el Che finalmente te capturaron. Hijo, te amo con todo mi corazón. Mi vida ahora está destrozada y nunca será la misma, pero lo único que te queda ahora, Tony... es morir como un hombre.”

Vaya si Tony Chao murió como un hombre. Después de una brutal golpiza comandó su propia ejecución.

Cuando el Ché fue finalmente capturado en Bolivia (y ejecutado sin fórmula de juicio, de la misma forma que hizo con miles de cubanos), dijo:

- “¡No disparen! Soy el Ché. ¡Valgo más vivo que muerto!”

La izquierda de todo el mundo, que ganó un mártir (dudoso) y un poster-boy del guerrillero, revolucionario y luchador social (y una mina de plata), difiere.
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Monday, July 4, 2011

Independence Day in the United States (Quiz) - Who appears more free?

Happy Independence Day! Happy Birthday America! Now, let's take a quiz (please, don't run, it's a quiz with pictures!):

Please select the pictures where the women appear to be more free:













































I thought so. It's a no brainer. Even if you look at the sign, you can't be convinced of what it says.













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Saturday, July 2, 2011

If you really, really want to know a firsthand account about conservatism...

… not a biased one, and you don’t have time even for a crash course then you should check the #tcot:

Ann Coulter: sarcasm with a no-prisoners approach. With 8 New York Times-listed bestsellers, and not a single review by them. Why?

Iowahawk: best living satirist in the USA! People in the other team wish they were with them!

Mark Steyn: Irony combined with erudition.

Rush Limbaugh: A William F. Buckley with humor and charisma for the masses. Feared by the left because of his alleged “hypnotic” powers that keep tuned to his radio show about 20 million listeners from Monday to Friday. Biggest radio personality in the States. Bigger than Howard Stern.

Dennis Miller: he found out that life was more than “Saturday Night Live”.

Greg Gutfeld: his humorous 3AM show “Red Eye” has MORE audience than MOST CNN shows.

Cynthia Yockey: a conservative lesbian that learned the hard way that the left was not for her. And she knows a thing or two about neuroscience!

And maybe you should read…


Advanced Readings:

Fiat Money Inflation in FranceAndrew Dickson White
The Road to SerfdomFriedrich A. Hayek
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Friday, July 1, 2011

Breaking – DSK's case is unraveling - El caso DSK se desmorona

When the people at sipmacrants! ran to nominate and celebrate the former IMF head honcho Dominique Strauss – Kahn as an a-hole of the first semester of 2011, it was because the allegations of his sexual aggression against an African maid in a luxury hotel in New York looked crystal clear. Besides, his dubious, fishy behavior right after the alleged deed and of course his past played a huge role into the indictment; he had a reputation and worse, he was known as the big seducer.

Now the entire story sold to us is collapsing make all of us who believed the maid, from the law enforcement authorities and everyone that came in her defense, leaving them feeling incredibly embarrassed and duped. There is still evidence of a sexual encounter, but the woman is been swiftly caught in a web of lies, which tarnishes her motivation to point a finger accusing the powerful man of taking advantage of a defenseless insignificant woman.

• She cannot explain her acquaintance with an incarcerated man busted for a 400-pounds marijuana possession, speaking to him just a day after the incident about the possible benefits she could get in this situation. The conversation was taped.
• She lied in asylum applications about genital mutilation.
• In her bank account appeared out-of-state cash deposits in the lieu of $ 100.000.

This was found out not by the defense lawyer, but by the prosecutors.

Strauss – Kahn background might be still objectionable (even if he comes cleared of all charges, he still have a lot of ‘splaining to do in France), but he starts to look like a victim of a despicable entrapment plotted by an opportunistic woman, who knew that a rape accusation is a very powerful weapon against a man.


Any man.

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Cuando la gente de sipmacrants! corrió a proponer y celebrar al ex director del FMI Dominique Strauss - Kahn como un gilipollas del primer semestre de 2011, esto se debió a que las acusaciones de su supuesta agresión sexual en contra una criada africana en un hotel de lujo en Nueva York parecían muy claras. Además, su conducta equívoca inmediatamente después del presunto acto y, por supuesto, su pasado también jugó un papel muy importante en la acusación, porque tenía una reputación previa y peor aún, era conocido como el gran seductor.

Ahora toda la historia que nos vendieron colapsa, y todos los que creían en la recamarera, empezando por las autoridades y todos aquellos que vinieron en su defensa, quedan engañados y avergonzados. Aún no hay pruebas de un encuentro sexual, pero la mujer ha quedado rápidamente atrapada en una telaraña de mentiras, lo que empaña su motivación para señalar con el dedo acusador a un hombre poderoso de aprovecharse de una mujer insignificante e indefensa.

* No puede explicar satisfactoriamente su relación con un hombre encarcelado, arrestado por posesión de 400 libras de marihuana, con quien habló tan sólo un día después del incidente, acerca de los posibles beneficios que ella podría conseguir en esa situación. La conversación fue grabada.
* Mintió en las solicitudes de asilo sobre una mutilación genital sufrida (una barbárica y detestable conducta común en el continente africano).
* En su cuenta bancaria aparecieron depósitos en efectivo de fuera del estado por valor de $ 100,000.

Estos no fueron hallazgos de parte de la defensa, sino de los fiscales.

El trasfondo de Strauss - Kahn podría ser aún cuestionable (aunque se retirasen los cargos, él todavía tiene un montón de explicaciones que hacer en Francia), pero él empieza a verse como una víctima de una trampa urdida por una despreciable mujer oportunista, que sabía que una acusación de violación es un arma muy poderosa contra un hombre.


Cualquier hombre.
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