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Yes my little guys and girls. I had to fire one memorable article about the latest book by my friend Eric Zemmour and Ba-da-da-ba-ba-da-bbbââââââââmmmmm! Eric Woerth The case still rips the sky of the mass media.

Big picnickers warned as you know me, you absolutely had it, dear reader, my detailed analysis of Alencon lace as sharp as a knife and Nogent. Well you're going to get.

at earlier-Chinese-I respond immediately to a trivial question that burns your lips: "Why talk of Alencon and Nogent?". Well because Abroad expects France it is France. So. A woman expects a man to behave as such and vice versa, again, in any field whatsoever, who does not love itself has little chance to be loved of others. This sentence a bit loaded - like a fine lace Alençon and sharpened like a knife Nogent-I dedicate it to my reader from Morocco (yes, I have a reader in Morocco). The best gift I can do to him is to be French, elegantly nationalistic, jingoistic, talkative, quibbling, feather in the cap and pen in the ass, Christian and secular, rationalist and superstitious plane into two parts, Cartesian improviser, in bad faith and demonstrable truths passionately loving, stubborn and indecisive, generous and chauvinistic; French what. And being French, it's really the best gift we can give to a stranger. You will answer me, readers bounded, that I did not spared neither the Maghreb or the Arab world and a rather biting irony. That's true. I make a bet on the intelligence of my readers Morocco - and probably Mohammedan - which include my supercilious nationalism, nationalism which will not fail to remind him of the will of Mohamed V as the "aristocracy" Moroccan escape a bulky French protectorate, an awkward presence of foreigners on the ground in Morocco. Here, as eight million blacks, North Africans and Arabs have left France, I made a promise to put on my blog's date in three calendars: Jewish, Christian and Muslim. As in the newspapers Moroccan. Yes, I worked a bit in Morocco at Casa, I have good memories.

So Eric Woerth. Here he acknowledges that he supported the candidacy of "attorney" Aunt Lillian (Bettencourt). Say I told my friends, allies, colleagues and classmates that I thought, hard as iron, probity Eric Woerth! Eh bé. Fortunately, the subject is futile and that my fame is confined to the borders of the virtual. Pierre Laval-grace-who had thought hard as Cross of iron - in the victory of Germany had to pay quite dearly scene kind of belief. For you summarize the case in two clicks, Eric Woerth one day had to assume the difficult task to put the horror injury to Mr de Maistre, the "asset manager" of tata Lilliane; Tata Lilliane whose company has employed Ms. Woerth, the wife of our Riquet Woerth. And this while he was Minister of Budget-ouch my balls, time-scrambles. This is complicated a little because Mr de Maistre was convicted of tax evasion organize capital belonging to Tata Lilliane. That is the case. Or rather, one of the developments of the case. Knowing that the Legion of Honor recommendation is obtained by a little- as a place Gouyette it is necessary that one or more persons recommended by the grantee in writing-it sounds like Trenet, that the order of the Legion of Honour and decides that the President of the Republic appoints Decree of the batch submitted by the grantee great Chancellor of the Legion of Honor. The statutes of the National Order of the Legion of Honor have this award recognizes "outstanding merit" acquired in the service of the nation, either as civilian or military purposes. Well, you know all avid reader.

John Valetta Osia, hero of 14-18 to 39-40
and Resistance. Legion of Honor at 19.

In the present case, Eric Woerth announced yesterday that it had requested in writing that distinction de Maistre, too, the mass media as the political world Woerth left blame the guy for having forgotten this detail for months: He is the man, Eric Woerth, as a minister and already medalist, who requested and delivered the famous legion of honor to the friendly mister de Maistre. Therefore, is alleged to our friend Eric guilty and amnesia itself as the Pinocchio of public finances.

Balzac is beautiful like this story! One might think that this is close to the world of Zola, but no, it's rather Balzac. The case of Legion of Honor, the nesting of the political and financial suite that evokes the Fortune Rougon ... but the characters are Balzac. Tata Lilliane, elegant grandmother, rich, unobtrusive, temperament tempered. Fire Uncle Andrew, who married the Lilliane resistant and makes policy. The fi-only daughter, stuffed with fresh taulière de facto L'Oréal launches lawsuit against his mother. The fi-girl who bribes the louffiats his mother could spy on and record his conversations. The amount of tata who cons of dough, denounces taxation arrangements which it benefits. Tata Lilliane who swings his cool on a photographer has become his confidant. This confidant, it is believed gigolpince and no, it is the building (the pedal). How novel! How novel! This novel plan shows too many feelings and not used enough to demonstrate a social thesis. These are nothing but feelings: Greed, jealousy, power ... Oh what a beautiful story! I continue? Yes, here we go. The couple Woerth, senior-coming including a bump to the largest fortune in France and another bump in the budget of France. Tata Lilliane which you kindly said she has always accompanied the political parties, from Mitterrand to Chirac, the Mitte was a family friend, she has received at his table ministers, prime ministers, heads of state.

Finally, we learn nothing. We already knew. The establishment, ie the power, arranges with friends: Big bosses, bankers and politicians. Either we accept it and with it, pack gift, we accept Western democracy and its surroundings. Or do we refuse the gift and it is China of Mao or Brezhnev's Russia.

is taken to the morgue's assertions that this good Woerth said: "Well yes, I wrote to him to refile the medal and then any member or minister made this j ' I forgot I had written, good, who cares, no big deal. " In a sense he is right. Compared to what processes the establishment over our heads and behind our backs it is clear that the medal Woerth does not weigh very heavily. No luck, this girl jugs Bettancourt opened a Pandora's box!

That the establishment is distributed medals, rattles, we know since Napoleon Bonaparte, who told the State Council: "I defy you to show me a republic, ancient or modern, who knew how to do it without distinctions. You call rattles, well it is with baubles that one leads men. "

My real concern is the group L'Oreal. Until then, the huge French company, employs the territory of France about 70,000. Share capital is Nestlé ... Basically, I prefer to squeeze a bit of a business tax and a billionaire who pay the so-called "small" taxes home, rather than setting up a machine to pump the rich ... who lives elsewhere and therefore not pay me anything. Moreover, it would be a pity to entrust the manufacture of cosmetics L'Oreal chinks in the soul receive a kick in the ass that would allow the company to increase greatly its margins.

With all this we forget the pension reform undertaken by the friend just
Woerth. We also forgets the financial restructuring measures must be taken to eliminate the deficits of our public finances. One forgets the removal of privileges and tax benefits. At least this gives the case to journalists whose work I enjoy the role, although at fair value. And I can not not find it strange that the repercussions and twists and turns of this case revolve around the still Minister with a mission to bury French society after the war by changing very substancial the pension system, one of the shrines of the "spirit of the Liberation." No, this is not strange. No, this is not strange. No, this is not strange. No, this is not strange. No, this is not strange.




May God protect the mass media and especially that no one touches the fiscal privileges of journalists.

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Say it now: "We will not speak today of the Zemmour friend and his book."

As the news is about as alluring a tune Grand Con Mou (Grand sick body, the poet Saint-Denis), my mind wandered past few days between different subjects. I thought particularly anti-French racism in the world. Inevitably, my thoughts took me to the United States. I had the curiosity to flip the front cover of the magazine "Time" for General de Gaulle. We will watch them all ...

On this coverage, the General is the man of the year. This is her portrait by Bernard Buffet. For comparison, here is the mayor of Berlin, Willy Brandt. The climate of sympathy and warmth that emanates latter coverage compared to the serious face drawn background color is obviously a cold view of the mind.

You can tell that it manages here. Yes surely. In this photo that was ever taken-it is a montage-our head of state is comparable to an old Yankee lawyer, seductive on the back, which is of course related to the profile of a head of state. It considers the difference with the representation of Peruvian President ... But the best is yet to come.

is our president as a Roman Emperor! We appreciate that better and its just price the contemporary representation of the dictator Marcos.

It is also worth the trip. I can not resist the pleasure to parallel the sympathetic General Franco in good grandfather.

When our President is turmoil, the image is fragmented, chaotic, but fortunately, the image of England is a bit more readable!

Quite a cheap old! The perils of greatness! Fortunately, Nasser is there with her nice little face to distract us from the French ogre.

And to image the global monetary crisis, what better than a French president? Fortunately, we can console himself with a bitter mouth.

What is true with De Gaulle is also with the French administration in general. Hold ...

... The siren song: French diplomacy of Richelieu De Gaulle! ask the program! With the Great and Charles mandolinier Couve in brewing '. Inevitably French diplomacy can only be a siren song. Ah, the cunning of beret-sticks! God Save America, there are friendly allies, stand, the president of Brazil which the wiki-Pède sums up the soft profile " de facto President of the Federative Republic of Brazil March 1967 to August 1969, the leader of the military dictatorship (1964-1985). He was the military leader who orchestrated the coup of 1964 against Joao Goulart, who began Marshal Castello Branco to power. In the elections of October 1966, he presented himself as presidential candidate, was elected and took office the following spring. His plans for social reform had made little progress during his retirement from politics due to failing health ". I will add one thing: Choose your friends is important.

The following is interesting. Why, because there has French cool. Finally nice ... do not exaggerate. French is still a dirty papist, a Catholic not beautiful, somewhere between Puerto Rican turpitude and exoticism of filthy Little Italy. But there are a few French frequentable.

For example, Jean Monnet, who had preferred New York to London during the occupation. Already. More Atlanticist and valet submitted to it, you die! Behind his August face is seen snapping flags of European countries. Because why? Because it would be a pair of Europe. You could say one of the fathers space located beyond the Oder-Neisse line, opposite the Land of the Soviets. I'll draw a picture or I say clearly that Europe of Monnet it overlaps with the borders of NATO? Seen here with Jean Monnet a nice face smiling, very frank of the neck, a good photo with dominant red (Kodak came out very red and green Agfa) for a good grandpa that could cruise at Miami and with whom he , there would only be good reasons to make friends. Note the scarf, so Jean-Pierre Aumont - Ze che Loveur brakes - and the English flag, one wonders what this flag doing here because at the time of publishing the magazine, the UK was not about to enter the Common Market!

Here is also a very nice French: The wife of Hervé Alphand, Ambassador of France in the 60s at Uncle Sat

Note that it is a lady, she has no political value and that the theme of the duck is particularly high because they are the hostesses of Washington hostess Behind it read "Women who keep living." Alphand leads me had the good taste of her hair in a whiting U.S. and has the look and "inflated-su'-the-head" while of mise-en-folds from the yankees.

Fortunately President Pompidou arrives. Phew! We breathe; finally France after de Gaulle! He looks away, marble, with beautiful noble features. It is twenty twenty. You do not believe me? Look carefully:

Nixon is represented in the same way. I thought that the star was shining France without the sky high Staite at that time.

Like Jazz, musicals, westerns, thrillers, Casavetes John, Sinatra, Hemingway, Steinbeck, V 8, David Vincent, John's 501. I must also confess that American policy to get drunk coma. Notes the Yanks love Paris, Versailles, Renoir, literature, Edith Piaf, the size of Paris, Evian water, Bordeaux, cuisine and fashion.

The France's policy is drunk coma!