Round One To The Good Guys

When Charles De Gaulle stated that it was impossible to govern a country which produced 246 types of cheese, he was really talking about politics.  So in a country where there are at a rough guess about five political parties per voter, national elections are two-rounders:  the first round eliminates most of the outliers, and the thing gets serious in the second round.

Even so, I was surprised at the first round results:  National Rally garnered a full third of the votes cast, with FrogPres “Granny-Shagger” Macron’s “globalist” party a distant third (after the Socialists).

Marine Le Pen‘s far-right* National Rally party led France’s snap parliamentary elections on Sunday with 33% of the vote, according to the interior ministry, with the leftist alliance New Popular Front following in second place at almost 28%. President Macron’s ruling coalition trailed in third place with 20%.

Of course, the Left accepted the election results stoically… nah, just kidding, they went all hair on fire and screaming riots, as is their wont when the people don’t vote the way they want them to.

The French people may have spoken at the ballot box, but the result clearly left some feeling very upset. Protests erupted in several French cities overnight, most particularly in Paris, where thousands gathered. The New Popular Front, which represents a spectrum of left wing parties from the pro-European Union centrists to full-blooded communists has earlier threatened they would “resist” the result if the RN won, and the protests may be the firs throes of that, although given there is a week to run until the second round of the election actually allocates the majority of the seats and decides whether Le Pen’s RN can command a majority in the house or not, perhaps expect more violence next week.

Comment of the week:  “Every dead cop means one less vote for Le Pen”, thus combining support for lawlessness with political terrorism in one pithy sentence.

On a parallel note:  the Greens got no votes at all (being part of the 3.1% “Other”, which encompasses over a dozen parties.

Roll on, Sunday.


*they aren’t, except by the standards of the Howling Left.

Papieren, Bitte

…or however they say it in French.  This story made me howl with laughter, although I still think the paras should just have turned their little Fairburn-Sykes stickers on the bureaucrats.

If they’re still allowed to carry them, that is.


I see that the above is actually a replica, the FOX Fairbairn-Sykes FX-5934.  I love Fox knives, already have their 685 bush knife, and now I want this one really badly.

If anybody else is interested (and who wouldn’t be?) it’s apparently on sale here (as above) and here (in “tactical” black).

There Goes The Neighborhood

So there’s going to be a General Election in Britishland on Jul 4.  From all accounts, it will be the date on which Britain declared its independence… from sane government.

This is because at the moment, polling suggests that the “Conservative” Party is going to get its ass handed to them, while the Raving Loony Labour Party is going to come to office promising all sorts of the usual Commie bullshit (Tax Teh Rich©, Nationalize Everything© etc.), as well as all the other issues so beloved of modern-day socialists:  absolute belief and support for Global Warming Climate Cooling Change©, ditto for The Great Cultural Assimilation Project©, not to mention the Encourage Lawlessness Principle©.

Don’t be surprised to see the Brexit Referendum overturned either, whereupon Britishland will once again become part of the Fourth Reich©.

I know that The Englishman is utterly despondent about all this;  I tried to contact Mr. Free Market on the topic, but he is incommunicado — no doubt busily trying to organize domicile in Monaco or Bermuda to escape the looming catastrophe.  As for the Sorensons, I do recall hearing a while back some mutterings about the advantages of life in Spain, so maybe they’re also ummm exploring their options.  Or, in a recent email from Mrs. Sor (a.k.a. The Catholic):

“You might find me and Himself as neighbors if the Conservatives lose…”

I don’t even want to think about how much I’d love that.

My other Brit Readers, of course, are welcome to share their feelings on the topic.

When You’ve Lost The Dutch

Dutch people, as a rule, are famously tolerant and generally speaking, a decent lot (except when occupied by Nazi Germany).

So when the Dutchies use bulldozers and batons to clear out a terrorsymp encampment, you have to know that your cause may be in trouble.

And if the above two links didn’t elicit at least a grim smile from you, we can’t be friends.

My suggestion for riot control, as always, is a little stronger than bulldozers and batons: