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Allons, enfants de la Patrie

By Michael J. Smith on Tuesday October 19, 2010 11:53 PM

"No to reform!"

Is that a great slogan, or what?

God, I love the French.

I know Owen doesn't feel the same way. But how pleased would Owen and I both be if we Amurricans were kicking up this kind of fuss?

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"But how pleased would Owen and I both be if we Amurricans were kicking up this kind of fuss?"

As would I. But Americans are well trained. They only go potty on the newspaper in the corner, they never bark unless ordered to do so, they sit up, roll over and shake hands upon command and they never, ever, chew upon the furniture.

I think it's a trait we got from the English, damn them.

op:

my my father
i have never shared your respect
for modern france
in politics
the art school of nations

op:

pension plans are in for rough weather
in the north hemi
and pub sec jobs ??

well britain's tory prats
seems to feel they're once again
as in early Thatcher days
leading the way forward
for the better bits of the north moiety

FB:

yeah, it seems like the action is in the UK today:

http://leninology.blogspot.com/2010/10/welfare-state-eviscerated.html

M. Hureaux:

I can sing like a bird, and I can sing like a frog. Woo woo woo woo woo wooo wooo wooo wooo woo. Ain't got no home. More of us should be singing like the frogs.

op:

btw
i suspect mjs simply liked the protester
...don't look french to me
more like the best of north jersey

Peter Ward:

Such protests may not mean much in France where they're part of the pageantry of mainstream politics. But they would mean something if they happened in Amurica.

Fuck it, Smiff. In yer goddamn dreams, man.

We had our chance in Seattle and at A16, and for a bit there in '02 and '03, but we were backstabbed by the goddamn' Donkeycrats.

Hell, never mind all the other cynical exploitation and craven fuckery; that's reason enough for me to want them to do their imitation of STS-107 in a couple of weeks.

"You idiots! I told you to pay closer attention to our left wing!"

M. Hureaux wrote at 14:34 on 10.20.10:

I can sing like a bird, and I can sing like a frog. Woo woo woo woo woo wooo wooo wooo wooo woo. Ain't got no home. More of us should be singing like the frogs.

Hot damn, and here my wife and I were the only ones left alive who remember that record. We have it as part of an awesome box set of New Orleans jazz, blues and R&B, A Big Ol' Box Of New Orleans. Man, what a cool tune.

Also thanks to A Big Ol' Box... I now know all the words to "Mother In-Law", including this line:

Satan should be her name,
to me they're about the same!

Jeezus Christ, man...

WOO-oo-oo-OOO-oo-oo-oo-OOO-ooooo...

MJS:

OP. I don't think you've been in north Jersey recently. That is not a Joisey Goil, believe me.

Lajany Otum:

Thus spoke Wikipedia: Sour grapes is an expression originating from the Aesop Fable The Fox and the Grapes. It refers to envious behaviour, especially pretending to not care for something one does not or cannot have, called cognitive dissonance.

op:

"http://www.szepseg.com/uploaded_images/marisa-tomei-picture-03-766699.jpg"


that's brooklyn italian
...close enough
for global reference

gluelicker:

She's a looker, but the pierced tongue would put her in Anywhere, USA.

"Such protests may not mean much in France where they're part of the pageantry of mainstream politics."

Apparently in Persian, the cat, finding itself unable to reach the meat, says that it stinks.

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