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Ah, zoze Frenchies, hein?

Ah, zoze Frenchies, hein?

Although the Daily Mail continues to publishly frequent Nazi-related stories almost without fail, I have to admit that I have got rather bored of them. It’s just a case of the same old Scheisse, really: if it’s not some comical old wives’ tale about Josef Mengele’s long lost brother being found living among primitive tribes in Borneo, then it’s some story of some spectacular saluting dog called Adolf. Read the rest of this entry »

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State persecution?

State persecution?

It has been a while since my last blog. A good while. I cannot think of any specific reason as even with my busy I have always been able to find a spare five minutes here and there, but hey.

This article in The Guardian however did stick in my craw – yet another wormy diatribe from an ivory tower dweller about our good old friends the Romany people and the rather unfortunate news that the French government has finally started to crack down on their itinerant and criminal behaviour. So Sarko and Co. have finally woken up and realised that something needs to be done – resulting in the usual hysterical bleating from the usual circle of do-gooder scribblers. Read the rest of this entry »

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Si vous regardez dans les toilettes, vous trouverez la merde

Si vous regardez dans les toilettes, vous trouverez la merde

I have already posted my own take on the Roman Polanski saga; once is enough, and I am sure everyone who is reading this blog knows what I think of this little insect.

What is perhaps more shocking however is the back story of Frédéric Mitterrand, the French Culture Minister who “came out” (pardon the very obvious pun) very loudly in support of Monsieur Polanski. By all accounts Mitterrand – like his crooked uncle François – is a rather unctuous individual who has more than a passing similarity to our much-beloved Peter Mandelson.

Mitterrand fights for his job after rent boy admission

Of course, nobody in the mainstream political elites want to lay their cards down on table for fear of being lambasted as “haters” by the media – which means that those outside this circle of friends who have nothing to lose are left to say what the most of the public actually think. In France this means the FN and Marine le Pen, who has had no qualms about saying what she thinks of M. Mitterrand and his salacious lifestyle.

Frédéric Mitterrand

Frédéric Mitterrand: just as slimy as he looks

In demanding the Culture Minister’s immediate resignation, Mme. le Pen has stolen a march on Nicolas Sarkozy’s ailing government, making the point that needed to be made. Perhaps more galling for the poor afflicted M. Mitterrand is that others from outside the political establishment – namely, the left – have also raised their voices in indignation at his conduct. In response, the best M. Mitterrand can offer makes him look even more of an idiot:

“If the National Front drag me through the mud then it is an honour for me. If a leftist politician drags me through the mud then it is a humiliation for him.”

Frankly, I am flabbergasted as to why people like Frédéric Mitterrand have been able to worm their way into positions of power and influence. I am more than aware that these days it is seen as some sort of obligation (to what end, I have no idea) to include a homosexual/Muslim/vegetarian/whatever in your cabinet – but a man who has written quite proudly of his dalliances with rentboys? It beggars belief.

The position taken by other politicians in defence of M. Mitterrand’s is positively mind-boggling, one example being the head of Sarkozy’s UMP party, Xavier Bertrand. In what is clearly a botched attempt to maintain the gulf between what he sees as his vision of France and the opinions from outside of the establishment, he only succeeds in digging himself into a deeper hole:

“The Socialists are now on the same ground as the extreme right, it’s incredible. One is not obliged to use private life for political ends” . (Source: Daily Telegraph, Frédéric Mitterrand admitted to paying for sex with ‘young boys’ in Thailand)

Erm, right.

I believe that everyone has a right to a private life, but there must be some sort of demarcation somewhere – particularly where those in positions of influence and responsibility are concerned. It is one thing to go trainspotting every weekend or engage in arcane sexual practices with one’s wife; it is of a completely different order to be procuring young boys in some seedy Bangkok back street.

Xavier Bertrand’s reasoning is not too dissimilar to the facile argument put forward by those clowns who believe nobody should own a German Shepherd “because Hitler did”; it is a case of, quite simply, “if the right says it, so it must be wrong”. I think Marine le Pen and the FN could be onto something here – she just needs to say one thing, and all of the sheep in the establishment will bleat the opposite.

Personally, I’d shove Mitterrand, Betrand and their ilk on a plane with their mate Polanski and cart them all off to America. Then they can play “let’s pick up the bar of slippery soap” with some overweight, tattooed redneck called Bubba.

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peterallenwatch: a bumper edition…

Peter Allen, a journalist I am keeping a close eye on, appears to be the “man in France” for the British press. In addition to the lack of grasp of military history and overuse of Babelfish which is something of common feature of the modern hack, Allen also seems to have something of an obsession with French President Nicolas Sarkozy and his wife Carla Bruni. Indeed on the resource, which lists all articles by those writing for the UK press, Allen’s summary states that he has written ‘more about Sarkozy than anyone else’ and ‘a lot about Sarkozy’ in the last month. In addition to informing the world about the threat of a second Normandy invasion by fans of, of course.

This week Allen has been particularly productive – it must be the weather or something. The stories from the continent range from the dramatic to the bizarre, and yes – there is among them a piece on Carla.

One of the articles covers a story that is sure to draw political lines across Europe – Sarkozy’s statement on the Islamic headdress, the Burqa.

“The burqa is not a sign of religion, it is a sign of subservience. It will not be welcome on the territory of the French republic.”

Bold words indeed.

I would for very obvious reasons choose not to trust Allen’s translation of Sarkozy’s actual statement, but it is fairly clear what the gist is. What is absolutely certain is that the French President has done a rare thing for an elected European leader – he has finally stood up and jabbed a finger back in the eye of what is a growing problem on this continent. Yes, some may argue that women walking around in costumes that make them look like Daleks may be a minor issue, but it is simply the thin end of the wedge.

One has to wonder what the clowns in Labour Party Towers think of all this – after all, Sarko has made a statement little different from that of Dutch politician and Geert Wilders, who was turned around at Heathrow back in February like some common criminal. What with his alleged snub of the Queen over the D-Day commemorations, Sarko is increasing his chances of being the next Euro politician to be shown the door by our otherwise very welcoming immigration officers.

Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminaaaaaaaaaate!

Sarkozy’s statement was more than likely made in response to that made by US President Barack Obama last week about “the freedom to bare arms (or not, in the case of certain Islamic-fundi types) – which is all the more admirable as it would have been far easier to simply revert to type and crawl further up Obama’s behind.

I am beginning to quite like Baruch Hussein – he seems to be at one with the people and has proven himself to be a master fly-swatter – but he would do well not to meddle in what are European social affairs. He may be more well-travelled and urbane that your average American politician, but he knows little of what actually goes on in the streets of many European cities; it would be the same as a European leader lecturing him on how to deal with poverty and crime in Compton and Watts.

Moving away from this and onto migration of another sort, Allen also wrote last week about a plan currently underway in France to prevent the threat of a dangerous breed of mosquitoes making their way across the channel – according to this article, there has been a mass chemical carpet-bombing of wide swathes of Northern France and Western Belgium.

Perhaps it hasn’t struck those concerned – or Peter Allen – that these chemicals might actually be better employed on another sort of parasite, that of the two-legged variety. I am not talking about the massed armies of marauding illegal immigrants, but their army of crusty do-gooder protectors apparently making their way towards Calais to demand an end to border controls between France and Britain. Some people should get a job.

And then we have the Carla story.

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