Those among you who are not at the beach, yet or anymore, probably noted that the posting has been rather scarce in the dacha lately.
To make a long story of short postings, well,
short, this is what happens when you try to make a living with the design of other people's blogs: the whole barefoot shoemaker story all over again.
I certainly apologize to you, who hit these pages regularly and may develop a growing feeling of frogmanless frustration, but this regrettable state of fact could be a blessing in disguise, as it created the perfect situation for me to enroll you into the following:
I received an email from
SlagleRock calling to
bloggers and readersYesterday I wrote a post inspired by Mamamontezz and SPC Joe Roche. After writing this post I received a couple of trackback pings and some very nice comments from readers and other bloggers.
I was talking to Denita of Who Tends The Fires and was inspired to make this posting a much larger event. 'Nita said that she wished she knew a way to get the letters to the troops.
I have that way. A close personal friend is about to embark on his first deployment to the Middle East. Lets send him off with some words of inspiration!
I therefore respectfully suggest that you briefly stop trying to read what I'm not writing here, go there, read the whole thing, and write with your hearts and minds to the troops in Iraq.
Bloggers are encouraged to blog their letters (and please
trackback), while readers please
post it in the comments.
J'ai bien conscience qu'il s'agit là de la colonne en français, mais je vais néanmoins continuer en anglais:
If you care to show your support to the American troops in Iraq, now is the time,
here is the way.
A haunting question has been tormenting me lately.
When the cream of the French Champaign Socialists gives a standing ovation to Michael Moore, with the full set of cheers and hand clapping, where the hell do they put their silver spoons?
They can't keep them in their mouths, they can't hold them with their hands, you would be a definitive boor if you were to put anything in your tux pockets, and there's nothing you can slide inside those
haute couture dresses beside your average highly stupid albeit widely smiling actress meat.
Particularly with the aging ones, who get naturally meatier over the time.
I'm not yet losing any sleep over this, but damn! Where, I wonder?
Anyway, I guess it will keep haunting me for some time but talking about Michael Moore and other mindless meat,
Tim Blair quotes this letter to the Australian:
The movie Fahrenheit 9/11 asserts the children of US congressmen are under-represented in US forces in Iraq.
There are 300 million Americans; 130,000 US troops in Iraq; 535 congressmen and women; and at least five children of congressmen serving in Iraq.
Thirty seconds of intellectual effort shows that children of US congressmen are very over-represented in Iraq; but 30 seconds is way over the capacity of admirers of Fahrenheit 9/11.
You know it's not in my habits to quote most
(if not all) of other bloggers' posts so I'll be honest with you: I just couldn't resist the pleasure to have that translated in French, in the next column.
After all, it's clear by now that Moore's most enthusiasts fan base and support is largely made of the
French anti-Americans and
Hamas terrorists.
: spot the redundancy, and win the Dissident Frogman's Palm Flipper. Sorry, I was just Gallicizing again.Une question lancinante me tourmente ces derniers temps.
Quand la crème de la gauche caviar française offre une standing ovation à Michael Moore, avec toute la panoplie de hourrahs et de clappements de mains, où peuvent ils bien mettre leurs cuillères en argent ?
Ils ne peuvent pas les garder en bouche, ils ne peuvent pas les tenir en main, vous seriez vraiment du dernier vulgaire si vous tentiez seulement de mettre quoi que ce soit dans les poches d'un smoking et il n'est rien que l'on puisse glisser dans ces robes de haute couture en surplus de l'habituelle viande d'actrice hautement stupide bien que largement souriante.
Particulièrement chez les plus âgées, qui ont tendance à faire naturellement plus de viande avec le temps.
Cela ne m'empêche pas encore de dormir, mais bon sang! Où, je me le demande ?
Quoi qu'il en soit, j'imagine que cela va me hanter encore quelque temps, mais puisque nous abordons le sujet de Michael Moore et autres viandes d'abrutis,
Tim Blair cite ce courrier au journal the Australian:
Le film Fahrenheit 9/11 affirme que les enfants de membres du congrès US sont sous-représentés dans les forces US en Irak.
Il y a 300 millions d'Américains; 130,000 troupes US en Irak; 535 députés hommes et femmes; et au moins 5 enfants de membres du congrès servant en Irak.
Trente secondes d'effort intellectuel montrent que les enfants de députés US sont particulièrement en sureffectifs en Irak; mais 30 secondes, c'est bien au-delà des capacités des admirateurs de Fahrenheit 9/11.
Vous savez qu'il n'est pas dans mes habitudes de citer les posts d'autres bloggers dans
(quasiment) leur entier, je serais donc honnête avec vous : je n'ai pas pu résister au plaisir de traduire ça en français dans cette colonne.
Après tout, il est maintenant clair que les fans et supporters les plus enthousiastes de Moore sont constitués de
Français anti-Américains et de
terroristes du Hamas.
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