14576: Du Tuyau: a tete-a-tete with Duvalier (fwd)

[Bob Corbett <corbetre@webster.edu>]

From: ViandeMoulue@aol.com

In interview-fiction with Baby Doc, the man missed his true career as a race car driver, Baby Doc revealed intention for years next to come. Some quotes from interview from him here.

Baby Doc:
-Well, I want to drive in Florida in great international competition; Nasdek-Nazdak whatever competition called. I'll have just one boubout-girl-friend in car with me because the car too small. I only afraid for one thing little thing. My head so big, (I have gwo tèt, you know), maybe they build bigger space for head for my car I race, or maybe I drive car with my head outside like in a dekapotab, you know, a T-Top car.

Journalist: But Mister Duvalier, you have 2 problems. Problem 1, you have to be only one in car for race. Problem 2, you no can drive like that. Maybe your head chopped up by other car; maybe you no see nothing because the wind too strong. That cause bad accident.

Duvalier:
-Well, mister journalist Du Tuyau, for me driving fast to win the race, I have to have some boubout girl-friend next to me. That way and every time, every single time, when I make courbe, sorry curb, my hand can touch nice levier from her stick shift. So tell people organizers that they need special arrangement for the president de la republique d'Haiti, 1971-1986 and maybe later more time president too.

Also journalist Du Tuyau, I have special vision of specialist, you know. But, if you right about my head outside in car while driving, I need special plan. So I'll have helicopter fly over my head so my head no chopped off.

Journalist:
-But Monsieur le president, maybe helicopter wings chop your head faster? You no think so?

Baby Doc:
-No, helicopter no chop my head faster? How that happens? Wings helicopter on top, no on bottom. What you think Du Tuyau, hein? You think I stupid?

Journalist:
-Okay, I sorry, you right. But you no think it's too much to ask just for your head to be outside so people can see Baby Doc's head?

-No, that is the least of the minimum they can do for me. If they no want that to do that, I'll call Jacques Gracia's soul for torment to them. I swear to the God. Jacques will teach lesson for them.

Journalist:
-Is that why Mister Baby Doc, you partisans 500 partisans came for Miami Florida couple weeks before? Because you prepare for race car?

Duvalier
-Yes. They're fool. They think I go Haiti for become president again? I moun fou but no fou like that no more. They nostalgic! I nostalgic too. Oh I miss my beautiful marabout girls down there! I miss my good friend Avril who hides money so well for me in Swiss bank. Now, I only have girl-friend Italian in France. Oh she sings me for me to me all time all the time Pavaroti (I no know name). Sometimes I scream anmweyyy!!! I want my koupe kloure... I miss my Rodrigue Milien music.

But you know what Du Tuyau, I no go yet for Haiti. I dumb but no stupid. I wait first for vision from my daddy. If he say "GO" in revelation-dream, I go but with 15 bókó with me for protection. I no no go like that by myself. Oh oh. Men pa fou and I no crazy.

I going now. I neet to go eat lunch with a friend good friend from beautiful Washington. Bye-bye