3 Honest Questions

Okay, here are three things in the current Zeitgeist  that I need answers to.

  • Am I the only one who gets the creeps every time I see this little fegeleh‘s pic?
  • If the Stupidest Person In Congress (that would be Sheila Jackson-Lee of Texas) has admitted that she wouldn’t be where she is without affirmative action, does that not condemn the whole policy right there?
  • Am I the only one who can’t watch a video of Biden mumbling, stumbling, stammering his way through a public appearance and making an absolute fool of himself?  I mean, I actually cringe at the spectacle and have to turn it off.

Feel free to voice your thoughts in Comments.

Monday Funnies

It is, it is.  And so:

Sing it, Scott McKenzie:

Aaaah, Ted:  still getting giggles after all these years…

And here are some single moms — or maybe they’re not moms, or even single — who knows?

So let’s all head off into the week:

Another 1,000-Mile Tour

We’ve done the Mille Miglia  before, so why not the Tour de France?

I know, the TdF is a bicycle race, but that’s an exercise for young men, fitness freaks and fools [some redundancy].  Also for soldiers of foreign extraction:


…but let’s not go there.

This time, we’re going to do the thing in cars.

Now annoyingly, the course changes every year (unlike the Mille Miglia) because it’s organized by Frenchmen, but let’s just go with the one below (don’t know the year, maybe 2008):

You’re going to start in Brest on the west coast, take a huge loop around the country, and then up to Paris for the finish.  Assume the dotted lines will be roads.

Now the fun part:  I’m going to divide it into three stages, and you must use a different car for each stage.  And you can only use cars made in Europe (including the U.K.).  Also, no GPS devices or software like Google Maps are allowed:  paper maps only.

Stage 1 will be the road from Brest to Le Creusot.  It’s largely flat, some rolling hills but nothing that a car of any vintage couldn’t handle.  So: nothing made after 1960.

Stage 2 will be mountains, mountains and still more mountains, from Le Creusot along the Alps, thence above the Midi coast to the Pyrenees, ending in Mourenx near the Atlantic coastline.  (I’ve done a tiny part of the lower stage along the Midi, and it’s both beautiful and taxing.)  Speed, therefore, is not a premium, but roadholding most definitely is.  As for the car:  anything made between 1960 and 1990.

Stage 3 is from Mourenx to Paris — a flat-out dash over flat land along mostly straight roads which can be taken at any speed.  When you get to Paris, you’ll have a celebratory dinner at one of Paris’s finest restaurants.  The car:  1990 until today.  (Indulge yourself, if you want, in a modern dream car, something that would look good as you show up at the George V or Ritz hotels.)

There are a couple of caveats:  the TdF does not do highways or even wide roads.  They are narrow, sometimes run through small towns (much like the MM), and the road signs can be baffling — sometimes, U-turns may be necessary.  It’s an adventure, and more often than not, the shortest way is not necessarily the prettiest.

Finally, you’ll probably want a French companion, for translation etc. purposes.  A different one for each stage, so as not to get sick of their nonsense.

I’ll start the ball rolling with my choices:

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Worthwhile Read

…and quite possibly one of the best Modern European History books I’ve ever read.  It should be the foundational text for all college courses of European history  of the post-WWII period.

I speak of Tony Judt’s excellent work: Postwar: A History of Europe Since 1945

You don’t have to be interested in European history, or a history buff at all to enjoy this.  But if you ever look around at the total screaming insanity that has become a feature of our modern political and social era, read Postwar  and you’ll see exactly where it all came from.

And as one critic wrote, it reads with the pacing of a whodunnit, but contains all the detail and dispassionate analysis necessary for an outstanding study.  I cannot recommend it highly enough.

I wish I’d read it eighteen years ago, when it was first released.  I am most certainly going to re-read it within the next year.