Showing posts with label At Least We Can Agree on Hating the French. Show all posts
Showing posts with label At Least We Can Agree on Hating the French. Show all posts

05 May 2009

Your Daily Photo (This Probably Would Be Offensive if Frijoles Were the Only Comida Pictured Edition)


As President Barack Obama said, "Happy Cinco de Quatro!"

(via Instapundit)

And I'm down for celebrating any holiday commemorating when the lousy French get their asses handed to them by a bunch of campesinos*.

*the whole 'campesinos' thing is a fiction, it was army v. army, and though the French lost at Puebla, they won the conflict and established the Second Mexican Empire.

Also, today is NOT a national holiday in Mexico (more along the lines of a regional holiday like Patriots' Day in Massachusetts and Maine), mainly just an excuse for tequila shooters on this side of the border.

15 March 2009

Special Thoughts on the Special Relationship . . .

It would be easy to scoff at this Gallic arrogance, arguing that while Monsieur Myard can sit under his wisteria enjoying some lovely cheese, his country’s antipathy towards America means that all the pop music on French radio is rubbish and that his government cannot afford a new aircraft carrier.

However, if you look at Gordon Brown’s recent trip to Washington, Johnny Frenchman would appear to have a point. Gordon gave Obama Barrack a penholder carved from the timbers of an antislavery ship. The sister ship, in fact, of the one that was broken up and turned into the desk in the Oval Office.

Barrack, meanwhile, gave Brown The Graduate on DVD. Which smacks of an “Oh, Christ. What shall we get him?” moment at the local petrol station.


Jeremy Clarkson provides his thoughts on the status of the 'special relationship'.

(and as one commenter pointed out, there's one thing Brits and Yanks can agree on without hesitation, and that's that the Frogs suck, though Clarkson seems to think reproachment might have value)