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Il s’agit d’anagrammes créé par Ghislain Taschereau à partir des lettres fixées au Palais de Justice de Montréal. D’autres capsules humoristques se trouvent sur le site www.TVPT.tv ( moins )

http://www.tvpt.tv c'est un nouveau Ludger chaque jour et une nouvelle capsule à tous les 15 jours. Devenez fan sur Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Ludger/126077520421 Devenez ami sur Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/tvpt.tv TVPT sur Twitter: http://twitter.com/tvpt ( moins )

L’émission qui fou la honte d’être québécois. C’était vraiment un show de bs, j’en reviens pas que ça ai eu le go pour passer à la tv. Ici un gars déguisé en Popeye tente une épreuve de force avec son poil de chest. ( moins )

RAP.GHETTO. ( moins )

Disons qu'il n'est pas prêt à aller à la guerre lui ( moins )

Through the best of times, Through the worst of times, Through Nixon and through Bush, Do you remember '36? We went our seperate ways. You fought for Stalin. I fought for freedom. You believe in authority. I believe in myself. I'm a molotov cocktail. You're Dom Perignon. Baby, what's that confused look in your eyes? What I'm trying to say is that I burn down buildings While you sit on a shelf inside of them. You call the cops On the looters and piethrowers. They call it class war, I call it co-conspirators. 'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist, You're a spineless liberal. We marched together for the eight-hour day And held hands in the streets of Seattle, But when it came time to throw bricks Through that Starbucks window, You left me all alone. You watched in awe at the red, White, and blue on the fourth of july. While those fireworks were exploding, I was burning that fucker And stringing my black flag high, Eating the peanuts That the parties have tossed you In the back seat of your father's new Ford. You believe in the ballot, Believe in reform. You have faith in the elephant and jackass, And to you, solidarity's a four-letter word. We're all hypocrites, But you're a patriot. You thought I was only joking When I screamed, Kill Whitey!!! At the top of my lungs At the cops in their cars And the men in their suits. No, I won't take your hand And marry the State. 'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist, You're a spineless liberal. We marched together for the eight-hour day And held hands in the streets of Seattle, But when it came time to throw bricks Through that Starbucks window, You left me all alone. Edit; i didn't produce the "IAC" video. IAC: For the second time, the IAC would like to remind you all that it does not exist. The IAC is an illusion perpetuated through the usage of propaganda. It exists solely in your mind. Were it not for the tireless efforts of its creators, you would never have suspected its existence. We have perpetuated this illusion for one purpose: To reveal to you The Shadow. The Shadow is cast by our enemy. The Shadow is the negative, the inverted, the backwards and the dead. The IAC is the Shadow. The IAC is the reflection of everything we wish to rid the world of. If a group like the IAC existed, you should never join it. The IAC uses the same tools as the enemy. It mirrors the movements of the enemy. The IAC is The Shadow. Now, do you understand? All propaganda is coercive. All representation is false and hollow. Symbolic thought always fails. Even at its most outlandish, people will cling to it. We have no meaning. We have no illusions left to cling to. And so we cling to them all. We seek unity within the spectacle that is The Shadow. We feel connected to images, words and representations. We feel connected to dead things. All representation is lifeless. We can be connected to one another. We need not bow to a panda, a cross or a witch. They are all equally meaningless. We can be unified by our own unbearable existences in this dying world. Or we can be unified by our efforts to bring about a different world. In order to bring the world of your dreams, lovers, you must act. Act with purpose. Act with will. Act with love. The world outside, under the clouds, under the sun, is a world that is OURS. You are The Shadow. You sit. You watch. You believe. Trust nothing that you hear, especially what we say. We are obviously liars. Trust only those made of flesh and bone. Trust living human beings. Trust the ones you love. You are all that you need. Our work is nearly complete. Just know, dear comrades and friends, that the only law the creators of the IAC obey is love. It is all we have ever obeyed, and it is all we will ever obey. Congratulations, lovers, you have passed from intellect into action. Hope you are ready to take the jump. We will see you when we all get there... Credits Music Baby I'm an anarchist -Against me A warm place -Nine Inch Nails Video; Images are from Deviant art, where art meet application. Btw, the IAC communique is not my creation i just combine the music. Editing; Redpill Coming soon, Redpill 2.0 Let's cut through the crap, shall we? ( moins )

Yves Desrosiers nous présente "Ma ruelle", vidéoclip tiré de son album "Chansons Indociles". Yves Desrosiers se produira en spectacle le 26 novembre prochain au Quai des brumes. Pour plus de détails, visitez le yvesdesrosiers.com. ( moins )

It's the beauty of confession In the sound when the levees break And all the air is wrong, wrong Redesigning a connection A composition painted on my face With a smile drawn on, on Sit back and breathe It's nice to know you work alone My head is reeling It's nice to know you work alone It's nice to know you work alone Disembody the move action With water marks on a pillowcase With all the nerves turned on, on Overriding the obsession To take it all and be on my way Dragging the lead along, along Sit back and breathe It's nice to know you work alone My head is reeling It's nice to know you work alone It's nice to know you work alone But all the grace is gone, gone And all the tired scorn is gone And all the fire is gone, gone But the reveal is gone, it's gone Sit back and breathe It's nice to know you work alone My head is reeling It's nice to know you work alone It's nice to know you work alone Reaching the serene It's nice to know you work alone My head's stopped reeling It's nice to know you work alone It's nice to know you work alone It's nice to know you work alone It's nice to know you work alone All the pictures come from Deviantart. I know i made a spelling error at the end... ( moins )