Ines de Fressange and the falling leave

It’s nice to forget about the world for a while and to jump happily into investigations that keep your mind occupied. As I had run into the Inès de la Fressange hypothesis already, why not finishing by establishing the link between my ‘guessings’ and reality?

Yesterday I already felt an unbearable satisfaction deriving from the results of my investigations. In fact, the good thing about not having to give an answer to anyone (newspaper, institution or market) is that you can continue your observations without having to consider anything. If my thoughts do have as result the LVMH group falls into the abyss as much as some branches like Lafitte, what do I care. Should have worried a little before. It’s not that you don’t have obvious preferences for some aspects or likings coming up, but that does rather help to define your perspective than to distort evidences. (Two very, very different things.)It’s true that yesterday I had a long consideration in my mind concerning German behavior in general derived from deepest observations and studies and analysis of the Nibelungenlied, literature, history and arts, as well as commercial structures. When I arrived though to my internet café, I simply thought, boring Germans, shall they care about themselves, and who may really be this mysterious Inès de la Fressange?

I went on a search of pictures though internet (http://inesdelafressange.wordpress.com) and plunged into a mood that avoided that another plan of mine, to explain the virtual Fressange economical proposal as solution for the internet jungle, were put into realization. I do prefer my Russian Prince (one of my most beloved characters, with a variable of aspects. See: http://sonjakasten1.wordpress.com    under ‘origins’) and to Google around by guessing that the possibility my site be read in Russia through the association to a just trapped billionaire is very high and thus may augment views. Which are falsified anyhow, I observe, as there are links going from that page to others and the corresponding views are not marked. Better, I think, get known in China before French get aware of it.

My investigations do soon land on the whole Fressange genealogy. Very interested (as my family has roots as old and nobody does ever understand the fascination emanating from boring names said in chronological order one after the other, saying thousands and thousands of whispers conveying history and logics and a stubborn attachment to a piece of earth, I’m always enchanted when I see one of these unbearably long exposures of things nobody understands anymore) and try to verify my guessing as exposed before and as thought of at home, to say: that the title of marquis was acquired through the attachment of fortune to the French State.

I go from one generation to the other and remark that the original title ‘Seigneur de la Fressange’ (also Freiherren, I think, see they were luckier than the German who make Freiherren disappear through changes in the hierarchic structure of monarchy in … the 14th century), is not linked to blood, but to a territory. The line ‘Fressange’ is not attached to a family but to a piece of ground. The actual family seems to take over the property around the XVIth. But are still Seigneur (the attachment to the crown of a Seigneur is softer than for a common title holder as barons, etc.) until around 1790. To my greatest happiness, whole lots of banking Jews appear, as I guessed, and immediately the title Marquis is given to the family, of practically no use: Monarchy is disappearing.

40: Elie LAZARD, né le 7 brumaire an V (28 octobre 1796), Frauenberg, 57, Moselle, Lorraine, FRANCE, décédé le 12 août 1831 (à l’âge de 34 ans), Maraîcher lorrain de Phalsbourg, Marchand de bestiaux à Phalsbourg, en 1820, … marié le 22 mai 1820, Frauenberg, 57, Moselle, Lorraine, FRANCE, avec… 41: Esther ARON, née le 7 nivôse an VII (27 décembre 1798), Saverne, 67, Bas-Rhin, Alsace, FRANCE, décédée en 1875 (à l’âge de 77 ans), mariée (2) le 16 juillet 1835 avec Moïse CAHN, né le 14 nivôse an II (3 janvier 1794), décédé en 1872 (à l’âge de 78 ans). … dont: a.       Lazare, né le 18 avril 1821. b.       Alexandre, né le 18 mars 1823, Frauenberg, 57, Moselle, Lorraine, FRANCE. Il émigre à la Nouvelle-Orléans et y ouvre une quincaillerie. Transfère son activité à San Francisco où il fait fortune grâce aux chercheurs d’or. Fondateur de Lazard frères. c.       Maurice, né le 5 février 1825. d.       Lise, née le 10 juillet 1826, mariée avec N CAHN, fils de Moïse CAHN 1794-1872 et Esther ARON 1798-1875. e.       Simon, né le 8 avril 1828, décédé en 1898 (à l’âge de 70 ans). f.        Rosalie, née le 23 octobre 1829. g.       Elie, né le 3 novembre 1831, Frauenberg, 57, Moselle, Lorraine, FRANCE, décédé le 10 février 1897, Paris (8ème), 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE (à l’âge de 65 ans), Banquier, cofondateur de la banque LAZARD, marié le 12 mai 1867, Paris (9ème), 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, avec Marie GOUDCHAUX, née le 6 mars 1847, Paris (2ème), 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, décédée le 7 mai 1931, Paris (16ème), 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE (à l’âge de 84 ans). … dont 41-(X2): a.       Julie. Mariée avec Alexandre WEIL, fils de David WEIL 1800-1863 et Sophie ARON 1808-1881. b.       N. Marié avec Lise LAZARD, née le 10 juillet 1826, fille de Elie LAZARD 1796-1831 et Esther ARON 1798-1875.  44: Michel GOLDSCHMIDT, décédé avant 7 mars 1902, marié (2) avec Bella GOLDSCHMIDT, décédée avant 7 mars 1902,  … marié (1) avec… 45: Isabelle FALK, … dont: a.       Ferdinand, né le 11 août 1839, Cologne, Köln, Nordrhein-Westfalen, ALLEMAGNE, décédé le 27 août 1918, Paris (8ème), 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, dans son domicile, 31 avenue Hoche, inhumé le 29 août 1918, Paris, 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, Cimetière Montparnasse, 5°div., 3° ligne nord, n°31 ouest (à l’âge de 79 ans). … dont 44-(X2): a.       Johanna, née le 2 janvier 1842, Cologne, Köln, Nordrhein-Westfalen, ALLEMAGNE, décédée le 7 mars 1902, Paris (8ème), 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, en son domicile, 45 rue de Courcelles, inhumée le 9 mars 1902, Paris, 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, Cimetière Montparnasse, 5°div., 3° ligne nord, n°31 ouest (à l’âge de 60 ans), mariée vers 1864 avec Max LOEWENSTEIN, né le 23 octobre 1841, Altona, ALLEMAGNE, décédé le 30 novembre 1909, Neuilly-sur-Seine, 92, Hauts-de-Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, 6 boulevard du Château, inhumé le 2 décembre 1909, Paris, 75, Seine, Ile-de-France, FRANCE, Cimetière Montparnasse, 5°div., 3° ligne nord, n°31 ouest (à l’âge de 68 ans), Rentier. On la retrouve prénommée Jeanne dans plusieurs actes. Si elle est bien la sœur à part entière de Ferdinand Goldschmidt, né à Cologne ALLEMAGNE, décédé le 27/08/1918 4h. du matin, 31 avenue Hoche, à l’age de 79 ans, sans profession, époux de Julie HERMANN (ce qui semble probable compte tenu qu’ils sont inhumés dans le même caveau, que Gisèle Bomier, relatant les dires de son époux aujourd’hui décédé, le confirme et qu’ils ont le même père -en attente de vérification-), alors sa mère est Isabelle FALK. Acte de décès de Jeanne Goldschmidt, Concession 33 PA 1980 Goldschmidt. (source : http://gw.geneanet.org/fpollak).].

(In black, traditional Jewish names, here, mostly of Ashkenazi origin, mostly related to Germany or German speaking countries). The family gets some links to Germany but does mainly relate itself to the powerful banker family Lazard. Banker family Lazard, does approach the family twice: Inès de la Fressange’s grandmother is Lazard, too.

Quite curious about the whole I turn my eyes towards the banker family, whose bank does … still exist. And has a horribly interesting site: http://www.lazard.com/ Why should this site be interesting? It’s very simple. It does boast, like me on *Ask 4 Te, of their last transactions in small letters to the right. At the same time though, the esthetical lines do heavily remind Microsoft (see aspida of Microsoft Spain) and even the Femmes Business Angels site in France. Strangely, a very low tone profile gets esthetical lines of attachment to extremely powerful poles of interest in the world. What was their last transaction? A fusion between Amro and Barclays. That is not the corner’s shop, I think. Amro has fused with ABN around starting summer last year, and Amro is linked in some other of my investigation to strange ‘black’ bank accounts resulting of ‘evasion de capitales’ (fuite de capitaux) of third world countries towards Germany, in this case of the Ecuadorian ’society’ German School of Guayaquil. The husband of my sister Ana, former vice president of the Deutsche Bank, has shifted to ABN a little before. I’ve never liked Barclays because of their obvious disregard of Spanish banking directives ever since they installed themselves somewhere in Paseo de Recoletos or surroundings. Ha, I think, seems the shit goes together with the shit and ask myself who may have been at the origin of such an original banking fusion.

These Lazards seem to have something quite sympathetic, an allure reminding Mallet and baguettes, and I study thus with greatest interest the composition of the company, some strange ltd co with English legal foundation inserted in French grounds.

Further investigations do though link the Lazard to the group Louis Vuitton, I’ve been slaughtering a few days before.

How strange. She has family members in the Vuiton group and can’t though avoid the disappearance of her ’shop’ nor the terrifying judgment jump thus into a short investigation of the Vuiton group. The appearance of the Vuiton group (leather goods), its ‘acquisition’ through Lazard, its constitution as a group with Hennessy (cognac) and Moët Chandon (champagne). After, whole tons of other companies do attach themselves to the then called LV (Louis Vuiton) M (Moët et Chandon) H (Hennessy) group and form one of the largest luxury good groups world wide, counting: Guerlain, Dior, and even Spanish Loewe and Japanese Kenzo, among many other.

A group? What does that mean? It is obvious that my little wikipedios are using an inadequate language, which is actually the language that is maintained in finances although not appropriate anymore to anything. They say: the LVHM group has had a turnover of 52 billion dollar, of which 2 billion benefit. Bull shit, I think. Loewe has had a turn over of x, Kenzo has had a turn over of  y, etc. and of that, a slightest part reverts in benefit to a ghostly group that has probably representatives of all the companies in a luxury office in Paris, whose actual benefit is … none. The probable transaction looks probably as follows: in exchange of allowing you become member of our magnificent idea, you get some shares of this company which allows you the use of a logo and some etc and … the value of such an attachment is worth, let us say, 0,5 percent of the total net benefit of your own company.

Two things strike my mind: Lazard is an expert in fusions, but here there is no fusion. A fusion has as result the transformation of two general structures (companies) into one, while here, the autonomy of the structures is maintained while creating some kind of ’supra’ sphere that builds up some kind of powerful image that represents the whole lot. May this two somewhat contradictory ways of dealing with financial realities not finish by causing some kind of trouble, reflecting itself in the pretension that LVMH has … 52 billion turnover, and other confusions? On the other hand, it looks as if such an entity would not have the proper right of investment, or does it? And if, in what and how? A quick view on the whole amount of many companies, some of which are as little known as myself (which says little about them but a whole lot about myself) shows that the ‘names’ related are ‘brands’. Not shops as such (although they’re attached to concrete shops in some cases such as Guerlain and Loewe), but ‘brands’, producers of goods inside of a certain field of action and with a determined line.

Was Inès de la Fressange just a … shop, or a brand? It seems it were a brand, actually (which seems to be confirmed by the fact that there is export of a line of prèt a porter to the US, at least, and probably Japan, too.) But a brand is not such a brand, if a prêt à porter collection is concerned, it is in France une ‘Maison de Haute Couture’ attached to a ‘griffe’ (you may understand under ‘griffe’ the use of the concept of ‘brand’ to fashion concretely, which though is not that easy: a ‘griffe’ defines as well an esthetical representation as … politics or marketing and publicity. It is in France, a social determinant, as it is obvious that the very fact of wearing silk implies links to China and the very fact of wearing Cashemire, to Pakistan or India, and many etc.) Actually the Maison de Haute Couture are all born as ’shops’ (see articles on Chanel, etc.) which does though not imply it is a shop meaning ‘the one who disposes a space to sell goods manufactured or produced by others and gets some part of benefit out of that’.

France’s state politics is mainly determined by absurd desires of copying Germany’s strategy in influencing politics through financial interaction (I send my tourists to Yugoslavia and have the right of political influence ending up in … three wars, and many etc.) It is pushed by Germany to a heavy anti American positioning which tends to destroy America as character. Fressange is out of politics, she has enormous success in the US and doesn’t care about state politics, highest privilege maintained in history accorded to the Maison de Haute Couture as it being obvious that the Haute Couture represents usually internationally France much better than the State itself. Pressures seem to want avoiding France gathering itself around a determined new identity which logically steps away from the former lines (Dior, Chanel) in order to adapt to the new times the French ‘esprit’. Brutally: would you like it, Mr Yves Saint Laurent, if your company shows a legal problem, to see yourself forbidden of the use of your name and logo and image? The lack of support of Inès de la Fressange in 2004 shows clearly that the situation is worse than can be figured out.

As usual, Jewish bankers are heavily under attack, as if the fact of confiscating goods may give you back the ability of managing. Rothschild’s see their bank in France be confiscated by Miterrand. Lazard seem to be unable to resist to the general pressure. The LVHM, actually probably only one share holder I would situate around the Dior group, hasn’t anything to do but to construct a ‘complot’ in order to avoid competition for himself inside of the group, and this certainly with the enchanted help of … Lagerfeld.

Certainly accused ridiculously of belonging to the extreme right as having accepted the role of Marianne in 1990 (?), a heavy aggressive ambiance is built up that favors judgments against protestation in 2004.

That explains a whole lot of things. But others continue bothering, as if the implications were heavier, more complicated. Having thus clarified for myself the financial environment where the whole occurred, in disposition to ask thousands of pardons to Loewe for the possible attachment of their name to ‘x’ at the origin of the whole disaster who cowardly hides himself away behind a whole group, I go back to the falling leave.

I’ve attached it to a family weapon, a color, a crest (weapon on helmet), eventually. But it is not exactly the kind of things aristocracy uses as representing symbols. This custom, probably introduced in Europe through the Arabs that has made Spanish medieval times shine in lions, towers and yellow/red stripes, spreads itself all over Europe by maintaining some general common something: eagles, lions, towers, usually impressive symbols of force, strength and power. Spanish kings adore getting rid of claimants to rights and privileges and assure knighthood by allowing a family to wear a weapon, so that the northern parts of Spain (Navarre, Aragon, Castille) show almost on each older house a brilliant weapon with many impressive structures on it.

But a leave is not common. Say still a tree. A leave? Hannah had told me that the original Rothschild ‘weapon’ was a three branched lens plant (reminder of the battle of lenses, somewhere lost in the AT). Dukes of Alba in Spain (or isn’t it them? In any case named ‘Duque de Alba’ brandy has an alcornoque (quercus suber) leave on their label.)

A Jewish custom? If it were like that, the leave in question would belong to grandmother Lazard. It is obviously an acorn (quercus fagaceae), more the kind of a bush (regions of Spain, Greece, Italy, southern France) than the kind of a tree, that has a larger leave. Although I’m not very sure, some apparent coincidences seem to hint into the same direction. 

This poor person has nothing but 5 names: Inès Marie Laetitia Eglantine Isabelle. Her two daughters have though composed names with Marie, which means that Inès Marie is one sole name. Four thus. As she has two daughters whose name ends up with Marie, she’s apparently following some tradition. The first name is given by the mother. The second (Laetitia), probably by the father. The third by the grandmother (Eglantine) and the fourth by the grandfather.

Now see. What means this very old fashioned name Eglantine? It seems to attach itself to the word ‘gland’, nothing else but an acorn … in French. Tiens, tiens, tiens… An acorn. Nothing else but the symbol of the little German Pfennig. Lazards and Fressanges are linked to a German Jewish branch with many Goldschmidts and the kind in the surroundings.

Is it possible the Lazards be family with national treasure managers in Germany, who may have even been at the origin of some rationalization of the anarchic German financial system? If yes, how?

I do not speak Chinese, unluckily, but I think it is not difficult to establish a link between pfen and yen, both coins (ic, or ick, or ig always for ’small or little of …’) I don’t know if an acorn leave is used in China in any symbolic context. I just know one thing: the Fressange and Lazard were related to the silk business, and silk means China. I do heavily suspect that commercial interactions with China do introduce in time a whole lot of little ‘chinoiseries’ (Chinese customs of control of quality, recognition of social level, organization, etc.) Among which probably that business partners are recognized through a symbol which has to have a certain number of characteristics in order not to allow copying (Greek: Symbolos, from syn and baleein, meaning to put together two cut pieces having been given each to one of the partners). And this seems to be exactly that, an old sign of recognition in commercial transactions with China.

If Lazard or related Goldschmidt etc. did finally ‘translate’ such a system into German in order to try to organize the somewhat dizzy ‘hit inside’ traditional German commercial strategy, is difficult to prove, although the Pfennig may be a hint.

In that case, it can be suspected that aggressions on Fressange hide away deeper and darker intentionality, such as making disappear all reference to people linked to the same in order to write on History leaves that they were the ones who mad up what finished up, in such perspective, to be nothing but a slight mask hiding away their … original strategy.

Is that so, circumstances determining the whole become clearer. What still remains without answer is why there was not even an echo or answer from nearest Spain, England or other. To stay without name for an 8 century old family member seems to be … an accident? in Europe. And this obliges to general considerations, to my understanding.

From “Ines de la Fressange and the Russian Prince” page 223

c’est pas de la politique, c’est payé cher … du business, donc

du scan qui trouva pal mal d’approbation parmi les experts

Hannah a Fressange 

C’est pas vrai, dans la rue aux alentours

se tient un versant d’hier sous la pluie

attendant éventuellement á l’arret de bus

sans rien sous le bras sauf une baguette de pain

et un journal en papier jauni.

Qui regarde les bouts de cristal en diverses couleurs

éparpillés comme des miettes á l’attente de moineaux

sur le pavé a la pate de cendre jettant les ombres

d’une photo de doisneau en face de l’hotel de ville.

Que hier. En face, des lames superposées font d’yeux

de revolver tendant á vouloir te nier en apparence

et voir ton nom ne pas etre plus jamais effacé des livres

entassés dans les bureaux ancestraux.

Quoi faire.

T’es partie maintenant, disant sans francais

au manque de ton nom que t’étais venue d’ailleurs.

Dire qu’elle te connaissais, c’est vrai, et laissa les traces de son parfum

sur le voile de ton absence, comme un sourire amer et sans plus de facons.

Si c’était toi, t’aurais fait appel á Jeanne D’Arc pour proposer un rendez vous,

mais je ne le suis. Ainsi.

C’est bien de te revoir au moins en syllabes prononcées lorsqu’il ne reste de registres.

Que donnerais-tu. Je t’ai trouvé d’antan.

Ce serait bien de dire merci, au moins. Non, ne le dis pas, cela s’expose en trop.

New York, New York …

si c’est des sapphires, ce vaudrait son poids, précisément

avec des ciseaux

Inés de la Fressange, the Russian spy and Michail Strogoff

Finally things were not that tragic and apparently nobody had taken notice of my discovery of new strategies of communication through internet so that I could continue without too many considerations my test through Fressange of the impact of such a strategy on sales in general. Of course I should ask for figures to verify, but I don’t really need them. Intuitively I may evaluate the positive effect in 800.000 usd, a little shock due to the multiplication of the logo a little bit everywhere, strange malabar in order to find communication ways to America quite fed up with the French after the Crédit Lyonnais affaire and the surprised discovery of such a support coming even from English hooligans trying to help out the distinguished lady from a final destiny in a French Burger King.

Of course I couldn’t help falling in love with such a beautiful creature which explains itself with the pressure coming from realms such as China, Russia, Turkey, and other Muslim countries, whole lots of African countries and some parts of populations in America and Europe who insist in believing I were a man, pressure to which it is difficult to resist, although it is true, on the other hand, that playing the role of a convincing woman for other countries and parts of population in order to put an order in definitions becomes rather difficult when it is to consider my real nature, which as such, remains undetermined for reasons of marketing. (How difficult it is to keep international balances becomes this way obvious and impact on our psychic system should be considered before launching an international campaign.)Thus, I made up a real story in order to give Inés de la Fressange an aura that may assure the momentary success through time and it be certain that she would resist all sorts of economical break downs and disasters and thus may help her to spend more time in creation than giving back aggressive blows coming from the surroundings.

In spite of my humorous distortion of the model making her finally appear as a handsome guy even in France, she was actually categorized among the very female creatures in my personal evaluation table and thus could not play the role of Sherlock Holmes or Arséne Lupin in a story where she would define the character of her nature that would attract corresponding clients even, yes even in Pakistan. (I’ve many friends in Pakistan, too.)The story I made up, and which I will try to develop the following days should just be taken as an almost mythological configuration defining Fressange and thus creating a proper environment to sell a product. People mentioned do exist, perhaps, but are taken as figures or characters and should not be referred to real people.

The main lines of the story are the following. Born of a wealthy family, which could be some distant Rothschild branch, Hannah is accused of uncommitted crimes and banned from the family. She leaves France for Israel when she is 19 years old and stays there for about 4 years. In the meantime her name has been swished even from official registers, and several attempts of murder finish by a final attack while she is ill at the age of 23. After she disappears. She arrives in Greece in 1999 and tells many unbelievable stories. She dies in 2002. Or at least perhaps again, if she didn’t leave for other countries.

A Russian prince inspiring himself in Michail Strogoff starts making investigations and after many adventures discovers the evidence: registers have been altered and she has been declared dead even perhaps before she left France. He starts an oblique strategy trying to get information from the nearest environment using strange methods such as involving the SVR by calling its attention through a Lithuanian called Jura and stories mostly invented that may be of interest for such people, such as diamonds, drugs and serial killers. At the same time putting together all pieces of his memory he substitutes the main lines of her identity in writing, design and painting. The pressure thus created and transmitted as usual through Anne Hélène Nicolas to all spheres of society lands up on Fressange’s office desk. “Hannah,” she says, not knowing that Natasha has invaded her private spheres with hundreds and hundreds of little microphones while selling fashion in airy model dresses. Natasha, who, as usual and very Russian, has an enormous talent to compile information but does not know what to do with it, suspects hidden love affairs and tries to get further information, which Fressange refuses to give.

The absent eyes do attract Natasha’s attention who may not have given any importance whatsoever to the confession of a by the way flirt, even, yes, even if not corresponding to her general moral patterns. She thus pushes things further. A long list of environing people is established with martial and hierarchic order determining the importance of the x in question through the number of phone calls registered and arrives to one final conclusion: this person is very important. As usual she forgets the original goal of her researches and informs the SVR that ‘it is impossible to link momentarily Fressange to any prostitution mafia, drug dealers or far too far obscure love stories such as orgies and related, so that she would recommend the sales of such fine lines even in Russia as she suspects that the benefit deriving may be of importance.’

Her questions have though woken up old memories. People in the surroundings start looking more and more shadowy and Natasha perceives highly aggressive movements tending to trap her in dark corners. She asks for help from Russia and is saved finally from a definite murder attempt through a helicopter landing illegally on the square of Les Halles.

Inés de la Fressange, a little bit surprised by the disappearance of her model stays alone with two or three pictures and some old memories. Thinking how the hell she’d now going to launch her new prêt a porter collection as she thought a Russian model was really but really fashion and quite difficult to find another one.

Natasha tells the chaotic story to psychiatrist Yurevna, the link to the Kremlin and admits that ’she is really very very seducing and may cause trouble of identity even to the most fervent observer of natural rules’. Against her very positive inform, Inés de la Fressange’s products are thus forbidden in Russia. Yurevna is though in knowledge of other stories seeming to be related to this one and quite curious visits the hidden caves of the SVR were all sorts of incongruous stories are kept carefully hidden even from … Natascha. Her long experience seems to tell her that there may be more behind this apparently insignificant story than you may suspect at first glance.

Among the many Russian Jews immigrated to Israel there are always 12 or 14 belonging to the most trustful agents of Yurevna’s ranks. Two of them do actually work for Israeli Intelligence Services, among which a very young girl of about 20, named Irma. She is asked to get supplementary information if ever there concerning some one belonging to a wealthy family in France who may possibly have been killed some years ago.

Very diffuse information obtained from an officer who is a little tipsy that night talks about the possibility a member of the Rothschild family may have been killed twenty years ago, for unknown reasons. Yurevna looks back and thinks of Napoleon’s campaign financed by Rothschild’s against Russia. All attack on the family through evidences that may show that France has been using of methods attributed to the KGB for many years, may result in a restoration of honor that would help to gather the very dissolute Russian soul around a new concept of the Russian character. She pushes investigation further. The Russian prince who in the meantime has taken the cover of a hooligan in order to get information about a horrible prostitution mafia using blackmail in order to assure their income, is contacted by Yurevna, with who he is friends, in order to verify information, using the usual messages in a bottle. Ah, dear, he says, there finally the information I was asking for. Well right, if all this is true, Hannah’s son may become inheritor of the whole rest of the fortune and this would save Europe from the further misuse of money in funny electronic games. Who’s the one who may know about the existence of Hannah?

Thus, the Russian prince became in knowledge of Fressange’s existence and could not avoid laughing when informed of the fact that his very well constructed reconstruction of Hannah’s esthetics were already on Fressange’s table and at the origin of the whole coming and going of agents and spies.

Ah, he thought, wouldn’t mind a love affair now. But what, won’t she suspect I’m a Russian spy?

From “Ines de la Fressange and the Russian Prince” page 184

(daughter Nine)

Reverted logic in time (construction)

Her small daughter to Inés de la Fressange: “Non, non, maman, moi, je ne veux pas m’habiller bien, je veux m’habiller en Chanel, en Dior …” (No, mum, I don’t want to dress myself well, I just want to get dressed in Chanel, Dior …)

 “The best make up is an honest touch around the eyes”

If a psychopath can be very briefly defined as the person who not having a logic allowing to express his feelings in a proper way through the insertion of the feeling inside of a frame of thought, it is easy to see that great parts of human social organization deals with how to deal with these strange entities who have a tendency to show impulsive and compulsive violent reactions whose origin is hardly detectable. The less the social organization deals with them, the more there are possibilities these particular characters to become mass murders or serial killers or rapers, or whatever.

One of the main strategies while trying to counter the arbitrary reactions of those has always been esthetics, and esthetics adapted to ‘national’ parameters of madness as one ‘object’ not fitting everywhere. Some do seem to have universal value, such as Chinese pottery and silk broidery, others extend themselves far beyond the country of origin: Byzantium’s combination of purple, black and gold, etc. OT reports that that kind of illness was effectively countered by music (harp in the story of David and Saul), and it seems an evidence that a certain number of paintings, dress designs, songs, etc. were produced only with the purpose to calm down some Barbarossa’s fury.

As far as I could determine myself, there is something in the combination of colors, matters and lines, of sounds and instruments, that hits almost immediately very low parts of the unconscious, so that the effect on the nervous system is much quicker and effective than the one of whatever obsolete becoming chemistry, which on top, may have horrible side effects.

As much objects as combination of colors and lines do though only fit some determined illness, and the ‘wrong’ combination of colors and lines may have as side effect that a person may jump into the airs just because it seems to him irritating. For hundreds of years these wisdoms are diligently kept and transmitted as universal truths, and going as far as to guess where it all came from, I would situate it in China, seen the extremely developed techniques concerning esthetics observable over there (not the last being the pagodas) and brought probably to the Mediterranean areas by some adventurous Jews (I tend to think that they actually arrived to China at Moses’ times, interpretation which is allowed not only by the incredible number of years of absence, the dangerous proximity to Egypt if having staid only at two weeks distance Mount Sinai, and the similarity of the name Sinai, or desert of Sin, with voices referring to the Chinese: sinaic, but also the similarity of Sinai itself with China in pronunciation) and more or less intelligently introduced into and adapted to other cultures. Currents maintain also the extreme influence of Indian and thus of larger Asiatic, probably Chinese wisdoms on early Greek philosophy, as it is said that Siddharta was known at Plato’s time by some privileged polyglot’s. Although it is of evidence that mostly Byzantium and then Russia do develop their own strategies of integration, I would situate the core of these observations in Chinese Asiatic environments.

For hundreds of years, mostly quite barbarian tribes as German do keep through censorship the extreme subtle variations allowing to change, as otherwise senses not reacting anymore to outer impression, while keeping the general structure warranting the peacefulness of psychopaths. Thus, master pieces of those kind of work, may be considered Bach’s works (for a German environment), while attempts to break censorship as supposed to limit subjective creativity (Schubert, Mozart) do obviously fall back in the tension of creation as incapable by themselves alone to give further the whole amount of transferred knowledge as expressed in ‘German’ tones. (To my understanding, progressive adaptations of Byzantine Sacred Music, which had the same purpose but can’t really fit the German environment.)Spain does mainly vehicle psychopath’s bumpers through popular songs and poems: the Spanish rhythm does naturally order psychopathetic currents and is thus transmitted with greatest enthusiasm by all sorts of troubadours, who’s main task is to further innovations inside of the given tones. Russia specializes in icons and transmits a certain number of quite peculiar wisdoms through popular dance and music (regulators of psychopathetic currents). Thus for each people, who does counter the social disorder deriving from these presences by his own means.

Intellectually, it is possible to discern two main currents: Byzantium keeps a ’spirit’, a tone conveyed even by movements and appearance. If this is lacking, the object thus appearing is considered as ‘dangerous’, rejected or ‘punished’, corrected or banned. Spaniards to keep reason in definition, in word, which does also have as consequence a ‘tone’, but which is more restricted to the areas of spoken work without clearly establishing relationships between those and movements.

Both cultures though have a logic in identity, which is not the case for France. Although the Greek is obviously more ‘psychic’ than the Spaniard it is still determining in identity (it is) and not in interrelationship (it belongs to). Whatever solution derives from Byzantium or Spain, is none in France. This very peculiar structure, probably an accident, seems to be related to the fact mentioned yesterday that France integrates Celtic stories into its popular traditions. Celts are living still in matriarchal structures: mythologies vehicle wisdom concerning dragons and witches attacking soul and wounding the mind and the outer reality is an undetermined whole that is good just to transmit signs that have to be understood inside of these myths. When time comes to change to the first spheres of patriarchal societies (determination of reality in defined formal patterns), France seems to integrate Celtic wisdom in empty formal structures that were ready for definition and are though now filled with all sorts of fairy tales.

What results of that is, if considered in the kindest way, an interrelative structure as formal pattern of the organization of reality, and the only fundamental interrelative structure of the human is love. Thus, the French will organize their reality for hundreds and hundreds of years around love, to the extent that, the Spaniard will say: ”Children come from Paris”.

It’s obvious that the Spaniard does not understand this strange configuration which seems extremely dangerous to him, as you may say almost intuitively, it has inherent the ‘Morgane virus’. On top of that, it has situated the lower realms (sexual impulses) as forms of understanding, which is to say, they have conquered the upper realms, which seems quite bizarre to a determining Spaniard still keeping strictly Plato’s organization of different realms.

What is the Morgane virus? It seems to be something like the possibility of imitating the character (psychic lines) of someone fitting to a third, so that there is a substitution of someone who may be the real object of love of x, as fitting in interrelationship, by a fake. This phenomenon, seen as disastrous by Celts, seems to be at the origin of national catastrophes as very well described in ‘Excalibur’, where the son born of such a substitution in a ‘Morgane logic’ will be the cause of Arthur’s death and the same considered as the structure that does freeze Merlin for decennia until he gets rid of such a seduction.

It seems quite obvious that Celts had developed some kind of defense against those witches, which is inherent, too, to all these stories but that accidentally the solution is eaten up by the way it introduces itself in French territories: as the Celtic is ‘translated’ into French by Chrétien de Troyes without the structures being adapted to a more ‘correct’ French, the stories thus related substitute already, as if imitating, pretending to, doing as if they were French. Which is to say that the essence of the Morgane virus is inherent to the very transmission of the stories, without solution.

The French seem to clearly see the disastrous consequences of such a misbehavior: “La Chanson de Roland” describes well a psychopathetic character with the following coordinates. The French are the best of the troops of Charlemagne. Heroically they go to encounter the twisted and betraying Arabs (who are actually Spaniards) and have no choice but to … betray Charlemagne. Roland, cut off from the main troops while crossing Roncesvalles, fights against the enemy until he dies, whereas two interesting things seem to determine the logic of the battle: First, he confuses his best friend with the enemy and almost kills him, and second, he dies protecting his sword, as if concentrating in a material object his name, his strength and his value.

It seems as if main features of what will be the French as resulting from the strange structuring they have embedded into a national character is already defined by themselves along with the somewhat disastrous end: their logic does lead to death and this awareness may perhaps explain some somewhat desperate attempts of escaping to their fate. Strangely these features appear more clearly when put into combination with the actual German: French look less psychopathetic when Charlemagne is not their King anymore.

It’s obvious though that French structure their reality up side down. What is an economical solution in Spain, is none in France, what hunts psychopaths in Byzance, does hunt none in France, what is a battle strategy in Germany, is none in France, what structures society in England, structures nothing in France. On top of that, their own logic does tend to continuously take from others while translating it into French, reproducing eternally the same original behavior, while, precisely, the patterns allowing adaptation to their peculiar organization do simply not exist. Logically they are overcharged with elements that do not fit into their own structure which has as a result that they finish by loosing main poles of identity.

As having put an interrelative structure as forms of understanding, they act intuitively, affectively, spontaneously, erratically, moved by impulses that make Spaniards very, very nervous and do not allow the structuring of national economy. But they are very seducing, as they have studied very well the effects of psychic interactions: they do always manage to get a lend from Spain until … even Spanish treasures are lost (Borbonian wars). On top of that they don’t always channel the expression of the most positive features of soul: jealousy, egotism, pretension, all sorts of wicked ideas are born from the fake desire of maintaining an identity in soul. Though soul, the Spaniard’d say, you may perhaps still make the difference between low passions and the others …Inside of this quite complicated natural environment, solutions seem to be more the question of angel’s inspirations than of structured thought. It is perhaps possible to detect the glimpses of some older solution concerning the Morgane virus, affecting not only affective life but also economical, legal, administrative structures, through a logic inherent to the Fressange family (probably another accident born from the Jewish French combination) and perhaps other but not to my knowledge.

Strangely, my own lucubration on Fressange already in November do hit exactly that point of the problem: “In French you don’t say to copy, but inspired of.” The problem of the copying appears constantly linked to Fressange: usurpation of name, first, and substitution of identity, second. That her ‘inspirations’ are constantly taken by others as being theirs is an evidence (Lagerfeld sells Fressange’s ideas as being originally his). More than saying anything about Fressange’s attitudes, which I would on the contrary, and precisely, say as extremely respectful of other’s were it intellectual property, it seems that a logic allowing hunting counterfeits, copies, substitutions, etc. runs into void by the revelation of the mechanisms of copy it was originally supposed to fight against. Thus at the end, she stays even without name, surname or image as if confronted to the obvious incapability of fulfilling effectively her main task.

Personally I would situate the annihilation of French system’s of preserving identity through the fight against ’substitution’ in a strange Italian/German combination, which having already marked history during Second World War, is the logic Fressange seems to reconstruct while building up a life. The German (Lagerfeld in professional activity) is ‘followed’ by the Italian (D’Urso in private life), probably inside of the same logic at the origin of the destruction of those very sophisticated mechanisms of defense. If it were possible to determine exactly the nature of this logic, it would certainly be possible to get back the fundamental working of French identity in defense, which on the other hand, may be the basis for a bridging to other logics. As the virus having attacked French identity (probably starting around 1750-90) has evoluted in time, it would be of need to have a look at the evolution of the same in order to further determine its nature, it being obvious that the last expression of the same (case Fressange) is already almost a giving up of proper identity as such.

from “Ines de la Fressange and the Russian Prince” page 435

Don’t say France, say Ines de la Fressange

Is it possible to talk about a national principle or essence? Or may we think, with Sigmund Freud, that some kind of ‘general unconscious’ determines behaviors on universal levels without considering factual borders?

What do we understand under ‘principle’? If an essence is a series of words that does synthesize ‘that without which something can’t be as such’, we may understand under principle, a series of words synthesizing ‘the logic (movement) without which something can’t be as such’.

To say that you can talk eternally about something. You start describing it and then you go over to its historical evolution, and then to its interactions and so on. It’s eternal what ever subject you talk about. Even more so if it is nations.  You may thus think that it is possible to get a ‘feature’ which has inherent a logic determining everything (appearance, history, interactions, etc.) so that you don’t have to loose so many words on a subkect to make it become intelligible.

To defend such a hypothesis may be thought in our days almost hazardous: not only deepest suspicions will link you immediately to extreme right and nationalistic wings, it is almost impossible to find any relevant philosophical background allowing to find broader acceptation of such a thesis. Only George Steiner. As said in ‘Splitters’ http://soniakasten.wordpress.com/?s=george+steiner the linking of language to a national historical evolution does allow broadening the question towards fields that may imply those of our concern.

More thus, than figuring out a ‘nation’ as a fixed entity, whose essence could be grasped, it is more the language that allows thinking the possibility fundamental logics of functioning could be embedded in it, and languages are usually hold in nations or show differences clear enough so as to allow thinking a ‘inside-border-language’ and a ‘outside-border-language’, where the second has to consider the place of origin in order to advance statements towards people who are using a language inside of proper borders.

A language is another subject of eternal conversation (although quite neglected) and perhaps the only ‘object’ regrouping all other objects and subjects, as whatever different a subject from another it will always have in common that it uses a language as means of saying itself. It is easy to make the difference between a ‘common language’, the one we use every day in common life and a more scientific or professional language, where we make use of a certain number of terms inside of a determined logic on subjects of our concern. It is further possible to consider a language on the fundamental logics governing the ordering of structured thought as such, which is traditionally called metaphysics and implies since the end of the XIXth century works on symbolic logic.

To change general positioning concerning apprehensions referring themselves to metaphysics is always very difficult. It is though sometimes necessary if we want to understand phenomena which escape a rationalization through the very fact that the formal patterns of structuring are not sufficient in order to comprehend them.

Basically I introduced a change implying the shift of patterns of evaluation from objective to subjective criteria. Instead of saying: it is like this, I started saying: I see it like this. Consequently, the main object of my studies centered on the structures determining the view of something. The fact that I see it like this, does not imply that you see it like this, nor that you have to see it like that, nor that we can arrive to some kind of agreement on a ‘common truth’ somewhere in the middle, as whatever I pretend, I will go on seeing the same, if there is not a path of demonstration (from: showing) that allows the grasping of the need of a change of view, either because it is more convenient (less stressing – subjective) or because it covers a larger number of phenomena under a simpler frame of explanation (objective).

I do change the criteria of evaluation for simple reasons of study. Psychology becomes impossible in an objective frame, but offers extremely wide possibilities if considered from the point of view of the structuring of fundamental forms. The introduction of philosophical formal patterns as means of evaluation of language and thus of reason, and consequently of mental illness is extremely effective. Very soon it is possible to think therapies based on a few fundamental principles considering eventually the proper translation of language into ’silent languages’: movement, tones, colors (1994).

At the same time though, the very positioning does forward a more orthodox structuring of reality, which implies political changes in general balances. The orthodox, contrary to the catholic, does maintain national churches inside of national borders. Which is to say, that the ‘belief’ or ‘interpretation of belief’ is embedded in a historical evolution hold inside of national frames, so that it becomes impossible to think ‘for all … this or that’ in absolute terms. Catholics (from Greek: catholikos = universal) tend to impose absolute patterns of interpretation on all as proof for truth. Consequently the thought in objective terms does fit the occidental world much better than the oriental, and a change in metaphysical terms may necessarily imply a restoration of more orthodox ways of considering, which logically reflects itself in terms of change of poles of power.

If, and only if, considered in a larger ‘orthodox metaphysical frame’ it is possible to build up ‘national logics and principles’. This implies that a person has a personal logic or principle that is inserted inside of general logics, explaining and determining behaviour, sayings, etc. It is easy this way to explain marginal population’s logics, mafia, crime, etc. It is also possible to determine specific mental illness as deriving from crashing logics putting extreme pressure on determined individuals, who, not resisting to it, see structures of understanding breaking down. ‘Evilness’ as the intended choice of the irrational may be explained as a logical possibility depending on national logics, too.

Seen from that point of view, it seems in 1999 as if the principle of survival would push logics towards the second, as the first only having as consequence a general disaster. As this would imply the restoration of national identities on larger basis, it seems basically to exclude France and Germany (not to talk about Italy, Holland, Portugal, Sweden, Norway and Denmark or Poland), as the very principle of identity seems to have simply disappeared (Larger considerations on Steiner).

The hypothetical reconstruction of a principle of identity at least for France, the subject of this study, seems to pass through a complete destruction of France as a political entity (2003) and the temporary assimilation of it to a given individual whose presence may allow the reconstruction of implicated logics (army, administration, justice, etc.) the only possibility of reconstruction.

Coffee or champagne

Yesterday I burst out laughing. I simply couldn’t help and even if, yes, I thought I should get angry, there was simply no backing in my soul for such a reaction: on the contrary, waves of laughter came up once and again out of the depth of my unconscious invading my awareness while I was desperately trying to gather some concepts around a possible hostile positioning.

It all started early in the morning. I woke up with the intuition something had happened and before I verified anything I wrote a polite e-mail to Roger Vivier I found somewhere around in some site (as theirs is under construction) to possibly verify whether there was really an Inés de la Fressange in the communication department and using as blunt excuse the question whether it was possible to make the difference between real and counterfeit perfumes.

It’s true that the whole story about Roger Vivier had struck my mind a few days ago, and some little questions had staid in the back of my memory. It’s a fact that I had heard the name Roger Vivier, but am not absolutely sure about his doings and makings nor even if he has died or is still living. A quick search in wikipedia informs me of the fact that he has been selling high quality shoes starting somewhere around the 30ies.The thing that strikes me is the following: products ‘Roger Vivier’ are already offered in www.vogue.fr , shoes and jewelry, under … prêt á porter. Or shoes and jewelry are no prêt a porter at all, but … accessories. Their site is strangely still under construction although already showing … 4 shops world wide.

As I really don’t want to get into more trouble than I actually am in, and it seems that each research of mine is a new bomb revealing deep insufficiencies in system, I simply leave things there.

Yesterday though some kind of obscure and dark and black intuition obliges me to reopen investigations. Inés de la Fressange declares in February 2007 that Roger Vivier is going to open a shop again soon and that she’s going to take over the communication department. (Information taken from different sites in French, English and Spanish, I’d kindly request of who interested to just take a walk around in order not to have to copy paste everything on the blog and perhaps feel the same hilarity invade his/her mind.) In some sites she appears as managing the whole as general manager (’sous la houlette de …’) which is given back in English speaking countries as such, while Spaniards limit her active power to communication.

Somewhere, Roger Vivier is linked to some one called Diego dela Valle, owner of the so called group ‘Tods’, who sells caoutchouc shoes world wide with greatest success. The ‘group’ Tods is nothing but a fusion of two different companies by Diego dela Valle, who, is said, has acquired the name and creations of Roger Vivier, who died in 1998, although he hadn’t been running his shop for 30 years anymore. It is said that dela Valle acquires the rights from the inheritors in 1999 and decides to start a ‘Roger Vivier’ line or company in 2006 together with Inés de la Fressange and shoe designer Friona, who is responsible of adapting the original designs into a contemporary context.

It’s true that the result is not bad.

The laughter starts when making researches on dela Valle I fall not only on a quite poisoned article in wikipedia, where in three lines, in a spirit that reminds me of some bitter Italian aristocracy pushing someone to his right place, he’s treated as ‘basse classe’. The latter seems to find some support in an Edith Piaf to Coco Chanel reminding story of someone who arrives very poorly to New York and start a shoe business, until son Diego has the brilliant idea of commercializing caoutchouc shoes and becomes a tycoon, business man or related without ever looking specifically as a shoe designer.

Articles in French do make appear ‘Tod’s’ as almost luxury product sold to the Spanish Monarchy and other celebrities, and although it’s true that I don’t know whether it’s true, I can’t hardly imagine the King of Spain wearing caoutchouc shoes, if presented as such. In any case, the impression left by the whole is a somehow brilliant, emotive, dizzy, confused and almost hilarious whole, where it is easy to imagine my Natasha landing with a helicopter in Les Halles or my Russian Prince making obscure investigations through internet while people continue hunting foxes around Buckingham Palace eating Bendick’s chocolates.

par Sophie Fontanelle, alias Fonelle, du Club Med (the video)

Personal positioning to ideal creatures

Although I may from far understand the hooligan’s fascination around Inès de la Fressange and even, yes, that a Russian prince may desperately fall in love with such a creature, I’d take myself far distances from this strange being. I’ve to say that there is something around the character that I honestly don’t like very much, and this may seem incongruous to some who may think that such a lot of ink spent on the subject is proof for an absolute devotion.

The contrary is though perhaps nearer to the truth. In fact, a concept has little to do with reality, on the one hand, and on the other, it may serve purposes and goals that have nothing to do with a personal involvement. If I were honest (which I never really am), I’d put my female ideal more around Rita Hayworth or Zarah Leander, around Sofia Loren and Ana Vissi, to say, than around Inès de la Fressange. To say, a balanced range going from Jeanne d’Arcs and Natasha spies to almost innocently the world turning up side down common house wifes. It’s true that I prefer in literature Ms Marple to la Dame aux Camélias, and women who try to vindicate female roles without though getting into fires, lions, spy stories, such as Simone de Beauvoir, or others, I rather don’t like.

Precisely Inès de la Fressange is the kind of staying in the middle concept that I really don’t understand. Claiming from her attitude a clear rejection of patterns that do submit female to male, she does though submit to these patterns in her general social organization, so that you may end up asking yourself what the damn she’s really up to. I do think that there is a fundamental equality between women and men, although men see things differently than women, and vice versa. I do thus think that it may be my right to aggress violently all attempt of making one prevail on the other, but this implies to take far distances from social organizations, which as such, actually and nowadays, do warrant nothing but men’s right to do whatever they like. As Inès de la Fressange seems to pretend to both, I rather tend to see her position as ‘opportunistic’. You get social advantages from submission to social rules and on the other hand you try warranting for yourself a freedom of acting where you’re bombing up the established.

My concept of the world, which does fundamentally base itself on links whose foundations are to be found on corresponding feelings, to the point that I’d reject even business with some one I can’t trust, because even money does not pay up the stress coming up from a relationship with some one whose unique thought is how to cheat you, does in fact crash with Inès de la Fressange’s in almost radically opposed ways.

Which does though not imply at all that I’d agree with the way the person as such has been dealt with. First. Nor, that I may not draw out a principle resuming a whole nation’s behavior (France) in her somewhat erratic comings and goings. Second. On top of that, it is possible to think that her presence (as proved) does fill up affective and even social gaps, which is always of financial interest, even if I’d tend to prefer clearer, more defined and brilliant characters.

Mr judge of California wants now to know what may be the fundamental reason of my cold distances to the person (with which he’d finally definitely agree after having had a look at Ms Chatterley) is, and perhaps the clearest image can be taken out of the way she’s made up her own house (http://inesdelafressange.wordpress.com). It’s obvious that in her sphere of consciousness and awareness, there are no men, or even worse, she seems to express by the negligent underlining of female features the absence or rejection of the male, fundamentally. Not that I’d say she’s homosexual, even worse. In homosexual (women) there is a somewhat deriving fascination of the male world they try to integrate into their surroundings, so that in a more or less deviated way, the complementary pole of man to woman is somehow kept. Here, you’d say that there is a simple, cold, indifferent rejection of one other that is complementary or different to one self.If there is a character I hate, it is the one of the woman who gets all social advantages from marriages and children and the rest, and then searches affective compensation for the indifferent transaction in the arms of some Brandon Sheena, she despises for not fitting into common social patterns. Although I wouldn’t categorize Inès de la Fressange that way, there is something reminding of it. In her case, I’d rather say that the suspicion she’d be homosexual determined by appearance, does push her into a role that has no real affective backing, without that saying much more than the incapacity of men to love a woman by herself and not a fleshy appearance. In this case though, my own positioning would have rejected an involvement, precisely because it has no affective backing, which seems to be obvious, although I’ve had no verbal confirmation on the point. On the other hand, life is complicated and affects many aspects determining decisions that can’t be easily judged.

What seems to fascinate my attention is thus not Inès de la Fressange as gender determined some one (representing an ideal of woman or man), but the possibility of deviating hatred or rejection or revenge or jealousy into gestures. This possibility, which is then the same for men than for women, is a way of channeling repressed unconscious feelings that avoids shouting, violently closed doors, physical aggressions or provocations. Seen from that point of view, Inès de la Fressange’s more or less undetermined appearance does fit me well: as such, in my way of understanding, she’s there to transmit a universal value in its possibility that can be translated into more male, more female, more homosexual patterns through a unifying principle. And this can avoid even a blood bath if well managed.

If you see at things from your own, somehow egotistical point of view, both aspects underlined, to say: the judicial mistake and the soft revolution are enough for me to justify an idealization without taking into consideration other features I wouldn’t that much agree with. They are more common and less interesting, and you just don’t have to deal with them necessarily.

Now it’s true, that if I knew her personally, I’d certainly start quarrelling with her 5 minutes after starting a conversation, and this in a somewhat ironical distant way, which would mean at the end nothing but: you can’t defend yourself alone. The worse of all is that’d she’d certainly not react negatively to such a deliberate offense but would give in to the evidence without maintaining her own character, until fuchsia tee shirts and falling leaves would appear in front of my nose, I’d … have no answer to.

It’s obvious that the use of characters drawn out of real people may certainly give light on determined problems or hint at possible solutions, without that implying at all that you may talk of a personal involvement.

From “Ines de la Fressange and the Russian prince” page 324

“Fais comme si, mon amour, on s’aimait, et un jour, rien qu’un jour, l’amour était vrai.”

Edith Piaf

The Russian prince profited of the general positive atmosphere and wrote the following e-mail to the Femmes (Women) Business Angels, in France:Bonjour,profitant d’ne accidentelle trouvaille sur internet et vu que vous memes semblez laisser faire echo de la regrettable présentation de votre site:» Le Journal des Femmes a aimé… la liste des autres organisations susceptibles d’aider les porteurs de projets s’ils ne sont pas retenus par FBA» Le Journal des Femmes a regretté… que le design du site soit aussi basique

(http://www.linternaute.com/femmes/sitedujour/07/0122-femmesbusinessangel.shtml),

que par ailleurs, j’ai pu mener á bonnne fin le projet presenté chez vous en 2003, seule et sans investissements ni des idiots informatiques sur la tete, et que cela se porte fort bien, comme vous pouvez constater de par vous memes en http://ask4ten.wordpress.com, meme si certaines lignes du projet durent s’adapter aux circonstances environamentales, je vous propose une collaboration moins teintée de contre espionnage international, pour adapter votre site aux exigences du marketing contemporain.

Je profite de l’occasion pour vous faire remarquer que la sécurité des logos sur les sites est pitoyable et comme preuve, en annexe, les trouvailles du hooligan spécialiste en ce genre de preuve faramineuse. Veuillez aussi, si dans vos mains, transmettre mes salutations aux concernés par la fuite (un peu dangereuse, je dirais) du logo Fressange un peu partout de par le monde, tel que constatable soi http://robios.wordpress.com, soi http://sonjakasten1.wordpress.com (search: ines de la fressange), oú le hooligan en question se fait echo sans apparemment pouvoir réussir á percer les lignes francaises.

Bien sur que je reste á votre entiére disposition concernant une impossible interaction commerciale m’étant entre temps fort bien renseignée sur le contenu des bulletin de l’APCE.

Sonja Kasten

Le hooligan en question d’ailleurs menace lourdement avec l’usage des dits logos (trés beaux dans son appréciation générale), vu qu’ils ne sont pas registrés en Equateur

Saying in short that they should be careful with logos in internet as it may have as consequence the loss of name and brand as they were not registered everywhere and in spite of tendencies coming mainly from France and Germany wanting to impose on international law national warrants, great companies like Mercedes, Coca Cola and Burger King refused to support that politics as they had spent millions and millions in order to register their names universally.

Madame de Jeauffrineau looked at the text and shouted: “C’est évident.” (It’s obvious), which had as result the secretary looking at her with eyes meaning what there could be so obvious about which stayed without answer. Madame de Jeauffrineau had a quick glance at the hooligan’s pages and made her best to alert Fressange of the happening, forgetting for seconds that Fressange had stayed without shop, name, image and brand due to a vile campaign launched by Lagerfeld as contract with Chanel broken due to the fact that she had dared … doing as if she symbolized French Marianne, as is honestly reported in wikipedia (France)

En 1991, elle crée sa propre griffe, “Inès de La Fressange” et sa propre boutique de prêt-à-porter de luxe et divers articles et parfums de luxe au 14 de l’avenue Montaigne dans le 8e arrondissement de Paris, en association financière avec le groupe de luxe Louis Vuitton. Son succès est immédiat en particulier en France, aux États Unis et au Japon.En décembre 1999, elle se trouve licenciée de sa propre société dont elle n’est pas actionnaire majoritaire. Elle tente de retrouver les droits d’usage de ses nom, prénom et image après cinq ans de long combat judiciaire, la Cour de cassation, censurant un arrêt de la cour d’appel de Paris du 15 décembre 2004, la déclare irrecevable en son action.

^{Phoning thus a friend whose cousin obtained Fressange’s e-mail in a cocktail, she finishes by transmitting the message after many hours of efforts of concentration and French savoir faire and wrote: “Ah, and even if it is a hooligan, obviously, there is really nice guy if you look back three pages on the site.” Fressange received the message, asked herself whether she should understand the whole as a joke, a provocation or something serious. Had a look at the page distractedly, found the guy really very nice, asked herself where he could be found  and went to sleep.She woke up after 3 hours sleep. That’s it, she said, and profiting of the night and the mist and the cold she phoned immediately to some friends in the USA, Australia and Israel and said to ‘immediately register her name and logo as brand of prêt à porter, perfumes and other luxury articles, along with a fashion review’. Which was done. The one’s who had orchestrated the campaign that had marked the loss of her own name, behind who was certainly Lagerfeld, rotten of jealousy because of her success and savoir faire, and who on top of that had launched a vile strategy  the prince knew very well as such, consisting in involving who ever tries to resist to some whop believe to be the masters of the world into pornographic affairs (you may not believe it, but the Russian Prince had to deal with irony and sarcastic laughter with the attempt of doing such as it was tried to involve http://robios.wordpress.com to some obscure pornographic mafia through pictures appearing under ‘critical’ (hits 7 today for ‘could be Assyrian, too’, he said, smiling, mind the upper cut)), were trapped by international law.}

^{Inès de la Fressange would further be allowed to make use of her own name and surname, creations and image everywhere except of course in France, where the shop had anyhow closed doors three years after hers leaving the same. She decided to make use in France of the brand name Marianne de la Fressange (mind Garfield) and solved all sorts of legal questions in the space of a few hours, while the vile monster Lagerfeld was yes, look at that!; associating his name now to model Fressange while observing how this was obtaining more and more success in Google (research Fressange + Lagerfeld). Thus, thanks to the Russian Prince, Inès de la Fressange obtained back her name, while, taking coffee in the morning considering how little she had slept, she thought, “I wouldn’t really mind meeting that guy, after all.” And went to see the picture again in internet.}

^{She asked from Madame de Jeauffrineau if she could not establish the origin of the same, and the latter started making three or four researches and arrived to the following conclusion: “It is possible to discern that this picture is the result of transformations through Adobe Photoshop on a blue one appearing mainly in http://phlovers.wordpress.com, which seems to be the result of transformations on the other hand of an … original picture of … yourself.” “Merde,” she said (Shit), “pour une fois”. (Once I get interested for someone.)American observers remarked that Fressange’s lines could thus be associated to a new narcissistic current whose intellectual foundations were to be found in … ADOBE Photoshop, to which Adobe Photoshop agreed.}

^{Inès de la Fressange promised she’d launch her new American prêt à porter collection in short, thanked the French for the lack of support and finally agreed deeply with the support Lagerfeld had obtained as she remarked: “It’s obvious that the German should always prevail on French national products because … le français se vend ailleurs, lorsque c’est français.” (French can be sold everywhere else, if it is … French.) And fell deeply in love with the Russian Prince.}

^{From “Ines de la Fressange and the Russian Prince” page 198}

Inès de la Fressange, si vous étiez…

Propos recueillis par Amandine Hirou

Si vous étiez… un livre de chevet

Du bonheur de vivre et de mourir en paix, de Sa Sainteté le dalaï-lama. Ma Bible à moi.

Un plat d’enfance

Une soupe au riz et au citron que me faisait ma nounou polonaise.

Un tableau

La Pietà

Une gourmandise interdite

La cigarette, qui, contrairement à la nourriture, n’a absolument rien de vital. Mais c’est tellement exquis!

Un vêtement qui rend beau

Le pull bleu marine sous toutes ses formes: cardigan, col rond, en V… Il va absolument à tout le monde. La couleur est douce sans être mièvre pour autant.

Le seul objet de l’île déserte

Un briquet pour faire du feu. Du moment que j’ai chaud, tout va bien.

Un paysage qui suscite le rêve

La Montagnette à Tarascon, en Provence, où Tartarin allait chasser le lion et qui évoque les paysages argentins.

Un mot qui serve de devise

La compassion.

Un grigri

Un morceau de quartz acheté dans une petite boutique parisienne ésotérique. Un inconnu qui se trouvait là par hasard m’a soutenu qu’elle avait un pouvoir de guérison. Depuis, je la garde toujours dans mon sac.

Un moyen de transport

Un transport amoureux!

Une boisson

Une mauresque légère, composée de pastis et de sirop d’orgeat, qui m’évoque les vacances…

Un musicien

Otis Redding, un véritable génie. Méfiez-vous des gens qui n’aiment pas sa musique. En général, c’est mauvais signe.

Une rue de Paris

La rue Férou, dans le VIe arrondissement, qui va du Luxembourg à Saint-Sulpice. Elle est si authentique et surtout si discrète que les voitures ne pensent pas à y passer.

Une saison

L’été. Mais je préfère le mois de juillet au mois d’août, car la rentrée est encore loin.

Une révolte

Les chauffards qui roulent trop vite et grillent les feux rouges peuvent me mettre dans une rage totale.

Un gros défaut

Le bavardage.

Un arbre

Un platane, majestueux mais moins prétentieux qu’un chêne. C’est souvent lui qui est représenté dans les dessins d’enfants.

Un meuble

La lampe Tizio, maigre comme moi. J’adore les créations qui, au départ, dérangent, puis qui finissent par être acceptées avec le temps, au point de devenir des classiques.

Le parfum d’un être aimé

La lotion verte pour les cheveux de Truffit & Hill en vente à Londres.

Une rencontre que vous espérez

Le dalaï-lama. La boucle est bouclée.

Ines de la Fressange with an honorable representant of Prince Vladimir

Ines de la Fressange at Yves Saint Laurent

Ines de la Fressange with Yasmine LeBon

Ines de la Fressange at Emanuel Ungaro

with Suzy Menkes, of the Herald Tribune

Ines de la Fressange with Shu Qi

Ines de la Fressange at Paris Fashion weeks

Ines de la Fressange for Moschino

Ines de la Fressange for Gaultier

Ines de la Fressange with Baufume et Romain

Inés de la Fressange: evading towards symbolic logic

That you happen to determine someone’s logic without knowing a person even in appearance may seem strange to some and though be for others (in this case, for myself) some kind of justification of a life path as the fact comprehending the possibility of understanding many other phenomena that may have been understood as irrational if this very fact didn’t appear.As said in one of the many posted posts that do deal in quite enchanted way with this happening, the appearance of Inés de la Fressange in my inner conversations (November 2006) does make jump the character immediately (first appearance) from reality to the field of imagination, symbolism or fantasy. That after I state that this ‘twist’ of mind is one of her more essential characteristics does say nothing but one simple fact: I’ve pierced the logic long before I had any evidence of the same. Does this mean the name as pronounced by someone in 1990, more or less, had inherent already sufficient elements so as to allow 17 years later the figuring out a character taken out of the principle of a series of sounds?

This is what I understand by meaning: whole tons of information that are vehicled by tones of voice and even gestures that do not say themselves explicitly but are transmitted through a notion cloud.

This is what I further used as basis to prove the importance of tradition as means of transmitting knowledge and wisdom without there being explicit ways to make these understood, although at that moment I didn’t have any shining evidence for the same, which as such does not appear clearly even now except for myself: it is an evidence that there is no obligation in believing that I hadn’t even seen a picture of Inés de la Fressange before 2007 as really but really not interested in fashion at all for thousands of years.If someone does though want to believe for a while I were honest (which I’m not always, so that I would understand reticence in doing so), he may see quickly the relationship between my ‘evasion’ to a character and Fressange’s strange custom of answering to questions by changing the field of reality.

La couleur que vous préférez? (Favorite colour?)

La couleur du temps. (The weather’s)

L’oiseau que vous préférez? (Favourite bird?)

Celui de l’appareil photo. (The one of the photographic camera)

Etat présent de votre esprit? (Your state of mind -spirit?)

L’impression, justement, de ne pas avoir assez d’esprit! (The impression of lacking, precisely, of spirit.)

http://www.lexpress.fr/mag/arts/dossier/proust/dossier.asp?ida=357412

Wie bleiben Sie in Form? (how do you stay fit – French or German: in form?)

de la Fressange: Welche Form? (Which form?)

http://www.welt.de/print-wams/article127498/Die_lange_Schoene_mit_dem_hohen_Schuh.html

In other interviews she appears often as ‘escaping’ to questions by jumping from the actual determination to some other field. You expect a favorite color green or yellow or red, and certainly not the weather’s, and the name of some bird and not some word game with photographic cameras. To avoid the question of how she stays fit, she simply makes an allusion to the fact that a form has different meanings.

This is the feature that does seem to attract my attention in November 2006 as some spontaneous generation coming out of forlorn memories, and which as feature is unluckily sufficiently near to reality so as to provoke constant frictions with the empirical character.

Which is to say that in Nov 2006 I can simply not pretend that this logic, which seems to present some attraction as fitting as solution somewhere, has anything to do with a person, as I can’t rationally pretend that three or four syllabi put together will result in such sophisticated metaphysics. I simply call it Inés de la Fressange because I like the name but without further implications.Why does, what we may call the Fressange logic, interest me from an intellectual point of view? While you’re working at a problem you’re something like bathing in mists. Intuitively you grasp one thing here and one thing there, waiting after to see if the combination of elements gives some positive results.

If I was working at the determination of ill logics linked to criminality (as side effect of works on the logics of mental ill), I have to insert my explanation into a certain frame. I construct thus an ‘American frame’, which is quite suspended of nothingness as I do not really know that culture at all, but I guess that thousands and thousands of Hollywood films I share with millions of viewers may determine some kind of common field of understanding. While I’m thus integrating my abstractions into a more common surrounding, I go on working on what is my deepest subject of worry, the OTM. In this somewhat imprecise field arrive to my consciousness a whole number of subjects that vary from history to fashion and food or politics and economy, without there being a strict line wanting to situate one in relationship to the other.

Inés de la Fressange seems somehow to join my imaginary characters, integrating into the American with American conversation, where only Russia (Natasha) and Israel (Sask) have a saying while Mr Dashtag is flirting with Ms Wingsurf or Mrs. Skeery gives her deep psychological comments on relevant happenings, a French touch. Those characters appear while dealing with deeper logics concerning nations and have nothing to do with more scientific contemplations on historical characters or social reality.

Strangely Inés de la Fressange breaks this rule. Considering a social problem she makes the story shift to the realms of mythology without bridging. And this very fact seems to shock me sufficiently so as to suspend the character for many months of my contemplations.

When I bring her back to my fields of action she has developed all alone by herself a new literary style: the first event mixing both fields of reality seems attractive enough to my curious mind so as to develop a style where both are fused, without it being possible to evaluate what kind of impact it may have on a reader. Thus, verifying and searching information I just integrate the whole into a spy novel where gravest attacks are launched against potential enemies, Russian Princes identify themselves with tax evading Khornikovskij and hooligans write e-mails to material angels dressed in business silks. The novel does logically swap over to reality and reality finds a warm place surrounded by fantastic almost mythological creatures.

If I’m not wrong, this is exactly the kind of world the OTM member is living in. The impossibility of limiting legally my obvious excessive expansion that appropriates itself everything, justifying it in the most incongruous way, is exactly the logic that makes it impossible to attack the OTM. It evades itself into an unreal realm that seems to be a legal justification.

The thing is that Inés de la Fressange does not only seem to be at the origin of the possibility of building up the image of this very dangerous logic, she seems to construct even the possibility of an effective solution in order to fight against the phenomenon, as coincidentally and quite luckily, the principle of identity determining the logic of my ‘imaginary character’ shows obvious similarity with features in the logical behavior of the very real and factual and empirical Inés de la Fressange.

To understand what I mean it is necessary to imagine that people moving inside of a certain logic do interact one with the other in much deeper ways even than national or social or other belongings. This explains easily why progress in evolution is made in a somewhat coordinated way even if people have thousands of kilometers of distances among them (see the striking example of scripture, appearing almost simultaneously in China, first, and then in the regions of Sumeria, without it being clear that there could have been a physical approach between both and if there was, it is obvious that both had structures of mind that had evoluted sufficiently so as to allow the transmission of knowledge: thus for the wheel or even for bread and agriculture, and many etc.)People belonging to some sphere (?) do interact with others of the same sphere in different ways, this explaining singular coincidences in the evolution of thought all over the centuries.It is thus not that necessary to be physically somewhere in order to interact with people moving in different logics, and if you manage to jump from one logic to another one (tao) you may be main actor in many interior movies, although I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone.The fact that my character touches thus some aspects of some logic of a real person does move things that could have been unthinkable a little before. Strangely though it is a ‘character’, which is to say, someone belonging to the spheres of representation that starts a somewhat chaotic relationship with a real person in its links to reality. Even stranger is that the ‘fake’, an ideal concept, digs out a … real fake. And all these bizarre coincidences build up the logical solution to counter the OTM logic.

But why exactly? How does a logic as described above loose power in darkness through the appearance of a real Inés de la Fressange moving in an evading logic?It seems an evidence that the OTM logic has nothing to do with Fressange’s evading logic. Hers is not irrational, as it can hardly be considered irrational that someone has the presence of spirit of associating a word to different meanings, even more so if the question is wanting itself determining concerning the field of answer. On the contrary, it seems to point at very healthy psychic reactions that alternate the fixing structure of understanding with a more moving psychic reality when the first wants to become too fixing.

As far as I know, these are reminders of logics trapping psychopaths. It’s not easy to describe the actual functioning of these, as they are sometimes horribly sophisticated, but one of them (a very simple one) consists for example in enhancing particular values of a psychopath, who thus is ‘fed’ with ‘glory’ and stopped in the realization of further crimes. Reminders of that can be found in the German interview as quoted, whether actually fitting or not to the character in question, the way of describing the ‘qualities’ of Lagerfeld does heavily remind these mechanisms. Another simple strategy consists in committing apparent horrible crimes, exaggerated in their presentation or in the horrible feeling of guilt they are supposed to provoke at the end, which puts a real criminal at easy concerning his own crimes, thus revealing facts or even proofs for justice. Usually, in these cases, the ‘psychopath hunter’ does find oblique means to further information so that he can’t be put in relationship to it and thus avoiding actual confrontation with the criminal. And many other horribly sophisticated strategies and logics that are usually the determining poles of power of nations although these people do rarely appear in places of representative power.

The difficult thing while hunting psychopaths is that as well the logic they’re moving in and the logic fighting against them is determined by national parameters whose coordinates are almost impossible to detect from outside. As said before, I have horrible problems to determine a French in French logic, as I can already slightly manage to determine a Spanish to French or English to French logic, so that the Inés de la Fressange logic appears as a possible solution, as path towards a more concrete logic, which does actually happen (post ‘What is France?’). This way an interrelating logic as principle for a more nationally identifying logic, introduces itself surreptitiously into the governing psychopath hunters logic, which seems in France be detectable precisely by the evading Fressange logic (bet Loulou de la Falaise has the same, and Betty Catroux shows similar characteristics though in a different contextual environment).Logically Inés de la Fressange should have reacted in very aggressive way to such an invasion of territory as traditionally the keys of national identity are kept by those strange hunters who may esteem national security under attack if their unconscious territory is invaded. Usually national psychopaths hunters do respect other’s territory. Another one, Madame Monique Lasségue, keeps always distant cold and polite relationships to myself although very interested in an exchange of methodologies that she knows to translate into her own language without though revealing the keys of national logics. The same for myself. The integration of foreign methodologies passes by a ‘translation’ process without there being a revealing of the fundamental national functioning.

The story and fall of Byzantium can also be read from this perspective. There, the keys are lost because of a quite perverted twist of mind (I called the Catalan virus) which introduces itself in main poles of power, finishing by revealing weaknesses in system. Once this happens, it is only a question of time until Constantinople falls (30 years).In this case though, although the same may happen, the possibility exists that an outer intervention restores lost identity poles destroyed by German intervention. Can ever a very sophisticated virus be of help, Madame de la Fressange?

What is the Catalan virus? In example: x is patented (or copyrighted). Law says that the copyrighted can only be used for personal purposes. I make a site where I graciously offer, let us say, moving icons, although I have an agreement to get benefit of the use in currents. As I’m not selling, I can’t be said to use the icons for commercial purposes. As I put them into disposition of the others only, let us say, as telephone screen savers, I limit the use for a personal purpose, too. It seems as if I were respecting law and copyright although I’m actually profiting of my gracious and large distribution of other people’s goods.

These viruses appear as seductions, as they seem to offer a solution for people who are horribly angry because they can’t have a certain number of things. At the same time it destroys national financial organizations. The sympathy (through seduction) thus obtained is at the origin of alliances with people who are in knowledge of national codes or keys and thus, sell these in exchange of the ruin of the whole.

My virus, attacking actually Inés de la Fressange, is even more sophisticated. It is doubled by the Vat virus. The vat virus is the pretension to an absolute truth when truth is none, by simple underlining the said by a tone conveying rationality and thus, truth. It is not necessary to know French very well in order to know that whatever is said or written in English is much more true even than …  French. (This has probably its origins in the transcription into French of Celtic popular stories – Arthur, Merlin, etc., which convey for hundreds of years popular wisdom in a foreign logic. Determining for a French is naturally much more the English as conserving inside of the language the same Celtic logical roots than German.)

My peculiar virus should thus have one horrible effect on Inés de la Fressange: by getting horribly angry, she shouldn’t be able of doing absolutely anything. That’s good. If she gets angry at least she gets out from the indifferent walking along with another psychopath waiting with non chalance for the end of the nation. As she can’t do anything, she may have the time of thinking how to channel this fury towards those sympathetic creatures that were eating her up until now. If she doesn’t, it may hurt to see the fall of the own, in any case.

It’s an evidence that if she hadn’t had at least a feature of my imaginary character, I may have not introduced my wicked virus into her field of consciousness. Consequently there would have been solution none. The question is how much she’d like to live by maintaining her own right to live, whether the whole falls or not. Bet she knows the story of the golden calf even if yes, she’s never but really never read the OT? Bad hunter, Frau Fressange, very bad hunter you make …

from “Ines de la Fressange and the Russian Prince” page 425