FRANCE HYPNOTIZED BY PEECEE
Edinburgh’s Book Festival was treated to a well-informed and witty talk about post-1789 France by historian and journalist Jonathan Fenby. Fair-minded, too.
While understandably talking up such ‘achievements’ as funding America’s thirty years of war to get shot of Britain (thus dividing the English-speaking Peoples), having one revolution after another (with no effect but the 35-hour working week, economic decline, over-taxation, the flight of talent to London, and the ceding of European leadership to Germany), and maintaining the country’s unique if mendacious system of quasi-polygyny (with most French politicians dying in the beds of their mistresses or whores), JF frankly admitted that France was a massively divided society whose intellectual, artistic and engineering pretensions had nose-dived (symbolized by existentialism and postmodernism running out of steam, the UK and USA achieving dominance in the arts and education, and the monopolistic Concorde and Channel Tunnel projects proving to be white elephants).
Just one thing. JF could not admit, any more than peecee-addled French politicos, that France had a Mueslie problem. Indeed, the word ‘Muslim’ made no appearance in his 45-minute talk to 300 festivallers; and he (and his French wife) evidently preferred the official elite view that La République would prove adequate to meet the seven-million-strong challenge of unemployable Maghreb Mueslis – just as it had contained Catholicism in the past (though that containment had worked by keeping the wilder religious superstitions out of Paris – as also by the murder of a million Catholics, tied in pairs and thrown into rivers to drown).
JF’s denial of any problem even found an echo with a smartly dressed middle-aged Brit who, though living in Paris (also with a French wife), denied any special awareness of the nightly torching of cars by Mueslis in the banlieus -- despite Le Figaro reporting 130 burnings in Paris alone on Bastille Day, 14 vii 2015 (just a slight holiday excess on the 80-or-so vehicles burned nightly across France for the previous decade – though 1,000+ at New Year).
Apparently French government demands for press censorship had been heeded, though the Brit’s ignorance would have been assisted by his living on the nicer south side of Paris, near the Eiffel Tower.
{Funnily, JF’s disquisition was given on the same day (23 viii) that France, having no EU border with Belgium, had allowed a mad Muesli from Morocco, to bring in a small armoury – including a Kalashnikov – on a high-speed train headed for Paris. The A/A was only stopped from shooting dozens, and perhaps crashing the train, by the prompt intervention of three American servicemen and a British businessman who managed to restrain him till French railway officials unlocked themselves from the cabin where they had been equally quick to hide.}
{Seeking to appear a wise and far-seeing statesman for his republicanism-ravaged country, President Hollande told Froggies to expect a ‘French 9/11’ at any moment. But, still worse, it could not be long before jihadists learned to explode their bombs on trains in tunnels – thus not only killing hundreds but cutting railway lines for weeks and making France ungovernable.}
SOCIALISM IN ONE COUNTRY
As Marxite throwback ‘JezWeCan’ Corbyn prepared to be anointed leader of Britain’s Labour’s Lost Party, evidence trickled out that the 66-year-old allotment keeper might be just the ticket for what remained of the country’s traditional trade unionists (now largely found in state sector sinecures ooops jobs). Not only was he anti-EU (e.g. Guardian, 25 viii, Polly Toynbee) and anti-Israel, thus attracting accusations of xenophobia and racism, but he was sexist enough to say that women who feared ogling and groping in the London Tube should be segregated into separate carriages.
Whether he might be might be seriously willing to keep out migrants competing for lowish-paid employment in Britopia must have crossed the minds of his notably all-White audiences.
Probably migrants paying thousands of pounds for arduous passage to serve as illegal slave labour in the West could be deterred only by closing down jobs in monopolies, welfare benefits, free schools, free medicine, employment law and ‘uman rights (especially to beg, hawk and trespass, and to have the vote, sex or tobacco in prison) for all but English-speaking, tax-paying British citizens of twenty years standing (or related to and living with such citizens); but at least cold baked bean connoisseur Corbyn looked capable of impressing voters with verbalization implying he might just contemplate moving toward some such defence of ‘the working class’ from the A/A hordes streaming into the EU with the full blessing of the West’s multiculticrazy media.
UNVEILED MUSLIMME VIES TO WIN
The advantages of well-managed Muesli immigration were on display as stunning Morocco-parented model and PR hostess Ahlam El Brinis, 20,

reached the semi-final round of the annual competition to find a ‘Miss Italia.’ Ahlam had grown up in Padua with her mother as a cook and a “hothouse” convent providing a strict Catholic education.
She counted herself as a non-practising Muslim but spoke no Arabic, did not want to be “defined by her faith” and agreed with her Moroccan grandmother that “religion is in the heart, not in the choice of clothes you wear.”
She had wanted to be a model as early as age 6 – presumably marking early and entirely adequate integration to Western ways. She felt “wholly Italian,” she said. Provocative photographs featuring her in scantily clad bikinis and lingerie had produced a barrage of insults and threats against her on social media for dishonouring Islam.
But “Insults and threats don’t hurt me,” she told La Tribuna di Treviso newspaper. “I will follow my own path. I have the total support of my family and my boyfriend, Christian, who uses social media to defend me.”
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