Hey, I'm out of here!!!!

[dawnstar@xxxxxxxxxxxxx]

Not quite yet, though. As it comes to mind that this country France is 
a ship without a rudder banging against the waves in a futurologie of
its own illusion-making, one thing is clear. You have in France a
President who always and only cultivated one thing in his life more than
any other, going way back to when, and even before he was minister of
agriculture under French President Pompidou. Perhaps thats why he
considers the french people no better than cows in a pack. And you have
a French prime minister who back in the days at the FRench elitist
national school, the Ecole Polytechnique National, alongside his
classmate, the current French minister of the Interior JP Chevenement,
the same fellow who lost have his brain in a coma early this year and
the other half he turns to insult the Green political party, of Madame
Dominique Voynet who since has swallowed her tongue after lashing out at
Cogema, which still holds now 3.85 % of TotalFina, for some 13.453
million shares....This prime minister, called "the master of the dance",
is also called "yoyo" but the famously satiric clown sitcom, Les
Guignols. Mr Yoyo, get it, the man who says one thing then another to
cancel it out, in the name of keeping the canoe rightside up, when he's
already upside down. 

No next year, Free Burma people, Dawn Star is out of here, but not
before he gives it back to Total in one final payback. 

This is a really sick country, and the idolotry bordering on wacko
schizophrenia shown by the sycophant french national press during the
last few months, and shared by the french justice officials like Judge
Joly who can no longer go after Elf because Elf is now Total's favorite
domaine, leaves one to think that here in P'-town, the end of the
century illusion has cradled greed, corruption and power to its ultimate 
conclusion. Show me an honest french man, and I'll show you a fool. They
don't exist, not in France anyway.

My father has this joke that goes like this. Now I understand it more
than ever, after the French press has made an oil man to appear in the
journalistic hype dressed like an angel from heaven...You see, first God
created France. Perhaps the most beautiful country in the world. But
then, to even it off, he created frenchmen.

The story isnt yet quite over here...

Oh, by the way, it was Tchuruk and Monod who brokered the deal with Elf,
figures dont it...

Don't be a fool, don't let the frenchmen pay you for a fool. They think
after it all they will have the last laugh.

Last night, on the train, I told a sweet 24 year old girl about Daw Aung
San Suu Kyi. She didnt know, well sort of. She didnt care, not really.
She had that beautiful golden brown color of skin that shines like
precious patina on a warm summer night. She covered her sadness with a
smile. No her father never talks about her past. She was born in Laos.
And came to France when she was only one year old. The pain of the
Burmese seemed to be lost in her face with all the other relatives of
her family lost in Cambodia. Her mother is from Laos. Yes, she knows
Burma. She is alone far from the border here in France. Far from a home
far away. Like many of you and me who can never go back to what does not
exist any more. Chirac has his chateau in Coreze, classified a
historical monument three months before he bought it, sort of like he
ran the ville de Paris as Mayor. She has a small bare apartment and she
will probably never see the inside of the Hotel de Ville. Perhaps one
day she might meet the great leader in Rangoon who is the hope of so
many millions of people. Perhaps one day. But the French will never stop
being French. And this latest story about Total, with French government
playing all along, makes Desmarest and TotalFina appear even more
powerful than the President or Prime Minister together. They are small
change compared to what Desmarest had done. Now they call him the most
powerful business leader in France. 

Compared to Daw Aung San Suu Kyi, he is a just a little naughty French
boy. 

Dawn Star
World Total Boycott