Nauseating and fornicating like a couple of [police] inspectors in plainclothes, Dede [Andre] Breton and the "Youth Uprising" continue a quite elaborate flirtation. It began with an article by a certain Francois Du . . . in the Surealist information bulletin, and continued with the collaboration of Dede-les-Amourettes with the "Uprising."

When Beylot replaces Nadja, there is crazy love. . . . In 1927, the surrealists demanded the freedom of Sacco and Vanzetti; in 1953, they compromise themselves with a publication that takes subsidies from the [Bureau of] General Intelligence[2] and the American Embassy.

In 1947, the Lettrists had already written: ". . . moreover, Breton has never pretended to be a good strategist: he has offered himself, him and his generation, to all the beliefs, all the hopes, all the shops. One has not known how to take him and he remains."

But the deeds and gestures of the old lover on the rebound no longer interest us. It isn't a question of putting in doubt the golden age of Surrealism. It is only necessary to separate certain already historic values from the senile activities of the bald partisan of McCarthyism, of the stockholder in the assassination of the Rosenbergs.[3]

[1] One might also translate Vagabondage special as "special begging," as in Breton's begging of money from the American Embassy.

[2] The French equivalent of the FBI.

[3] Ethel and Julius Rosenberg were executed as spies on 19 June 1953.

(Published in Internationale lettriste #3, August 1953. Translated from the French and footnoted by NOT BORED!)