"You feelthy Eengleesh peegs, you are not troo Europeeans, you 'ave no right to steeck your noses in our noo Frankeesh Empire, 'ow yoo say in Eengleesh - pees off!"
Well, French was never my strong point at school (what was?) but I did manage an 'O'-level in it and as far as I am concerned that is a rough translation of 'Papa' Sarkozy's comments to 'Dim Dave'. Touchy, excitable, little fellow, isn't he? Anyway, are you getting the message, Dave? They don't like you. They don't like any of us. They wish we would just 'F' off (that's 'F' for float, by the way, never any vulgarity on this site!) to the other side of the Atlantic which is where they reckon we are at heart, anyway. And it's no good laying on all that old Etonian charm, they don't believe a word of it, any more than those of us who never went to Eton believe it either.
Well, like an importuning door-to-door salesman, 'Devious Dave' has managed to insert his foot in the threshold but nothing will come of it. Frankly, 'Merkozy' (as they are called these days) have more important matters to decide without his unwanted interference and utterly useless calls for action - what action? when? how? - answer comes there none. He is rapidly beginning to resemble Cpl. Jones, running round in circles shouting, "Don't panic! Don't panic!". However, a deeper question arises. There are obviously going to be some serious changes to the governance of Europe which will affect both those who are in the euro and those without. I can already hear the slippery-slidey foot-shuffles of the Brussels apparatchiks as they frame the changes in such a way that they need not be construed as changes to the existing treaty, mon Dieu, non, nicht wahr, only some minor adaptations, a comma here, a change of word there, nothing to frighten the children, so no need for national parliaments to get involved and absolutely no need for referenda.
Given all of that, the question is, can we trust 'Dave' to keep punching on our behalf for the full 15-rounds and at the end of it to offer up the result, such as it may be, to us the people for a final decision? In other words, is he a man who is true to his word and his beliefs? Is he a man who, given that the future fate of his country depends on it, we may rely on to take the honourable and wise course even if it might mean the fall of his own government?
Oh God, do you think they'll let me into America at my age?
"Oh God, do you think they'll let me into America at my age?"
After all that you have been saying about their illustrious leader, I would think your chances are even slimmer than Dave doing the decent thing.
Posted by: Whyaxye | Monday, 24 October 2011 at 17:07
Not with your record.
Posted by: Andra | Tuesday, 25 October 2011 at 00:16
Oh I dunno Whyaxye, David do you have a sombrero?
Posted by: JK | Tuesday, 25 October 2011 at 06:29
But, 'W', my hope was that MDS would run and win big and I know, I just know, she'd love me to be 'over there'!
Don't know what you're talking about, Andra, all police records are destroyed after 5 years, aren't they? Oh, no, say it ain't so!
No, JK, but I do have, courtesy of Andra, a sarong which is a bit Hawaiian, would that do, do you think?
Posted by: David Duff | Tuesday, 25 October 2011 at 09:51
"No, JK, but I do have, courtesy of Andra, a sarong which is a bit Hawaiian, would that do, do you think?"
Well maybe. But I kinda figured you'd be more comfortable in Duff, Arkansas. Still, I suppose being the sort you are - San Francisco, California would probably work. The sarong undoubtedly would land you a spot on the "Quee
rn's" fabulous float in that whatchamacallit's "PrideDay Parade."Posted by: JK | Tuesday, 25 October 2011 at 10:49
Cross the border at night from Quebec. There is no fence so you can avoid the check point. If any one asks you a question say" Je ne parle pas Américain".
Posted by: Hank | Wednesday, 26 October 2011 at 01:08
I have, unfortunately, passed through a place called Guam a couple of times in the past few years - always on my way to someplace better, I can assure you.
The Guam people, who believe themselves to be American, don't want to let me spend even a few hours on their dreary little island because they believe me to be a black American man called Alexander who is wanted in the US of A, for what misdeeds, I know not.
I have had trouble convincing them I am not this "gentleman" on both occasions and supervisors have had to be consulted to verify that I may well be of the female persuasion, as I kept insisting.
Luckily, I was not required to show them my willy, or lack or one but frankly, Guam is no fun at all and I intend to try very hard to avoid it forevermore.
Posted by: Andra | Wednesday, 26 October 2011 at 01:33