Francois Hollande Ruins The Economy And Proves The French Can’t Even Have A Decent Affair
FRANCOIS Hollande, the French president, says Closer magazine’s exposure of his alleged affair with Julie Gayet, an actress, is outrageous. (Always the actress.) The details are not especially juicy. The highlight is that Hollande arrives for trysts in a borrowed flat on the back of a scooter.
Président Normal is no blingy Nicolas Sarkozy, who would arrive is far grander style.
Meanwhile, Hollande’s girlfriend Valérie Trierweiler, is being treated for tiredness and raw emotions at a private clinic. Might this be Hollande’s chance to pack up her stuff and forward it?
Poor France. No longer good at cycling or smoking, its leaders can’t even manage an extra-marital shag without looking stupid. What is France? What is it’s point? Is it just that place where wine bores and Daily Mail letter writers live, sad sacks desperately keen to tell everyone about the wonderful seafood and and how in France you can be racist without having to disguise it behind a Ukip rosette?
Posted: 13th, January 2014 | In: Politicians, Reviews Comment | TrackBack | Permalink