At my last count, the US Congress had just two members who were openly either non-Christian or non-Jewish: Pete Stark (D-Cal), an atheist, and Keith Ellison (D-Minn), a Muslim - or "heathens," to use the parlance of the electorate. Thus far, neither Stark nor Ellison has shown his bifurcated tail in public or called for the sacrifice of virgins on the floor of the House chambers, but the fears of millions of god-fearing Americans nonetheless remain, causing many a sleepless night.
Good thing, then, that the bulk of American voters are not in France right now, where the presidential election pits a lukewarm Christian with an uppity wife against a Socialist woman who has four children with her, um, domestic partner. Two candidates, in other words, who would be too liberal for even a Montessori school in the US are vying to run the world's sixth largest economy. And for all their depravity, neither candidate seems likely to land the Grey Poupon in the shitter, as it were.
No doubt the private details of Nicolas Sarkozy and Segolene Royal will merely buttress the American view of the French, whose politics we've long distrusted (coup d'etat) and whose sex lives have always been more interesting (menage-a-trois) than ours. Theirs is a land where people work only four days a week - giving them an extra day to wallow in their joie de vivre and glare dismissively down their Gallic noses at everyone else - and whose army couldn't stop an eight year-old armed only with a water balloon.
"The balloon, oui, but the water we cannot stop."
So the success of Royal should come as no surprise to anyone with a healthy French stereotype. Exhibiting the "rebellious modernity of Simone de Beauvoir" - to quote Isabelle de Courtivron - she has four children out of wedlock and has refused throughout her campaign to exploit her feminine good looks - traits of women with only the most hyphenated of surnames in the United States. Most American analysts expect that, if elected, Royal will demand unbridled mass fornication on the Champs Elysees and press the Academy to award Gerard Depardieu a retroactive Oscar for My Father, The Hero.
Nicolas Sarkozy, on the other hand, has portrayed himself as the Newt Gingrich de Paris, combining a knack for preaching the family values of Catholic France even while confessing that religion isn't his top priority and knocking about with every woman in the country except his own wife.
Oh yes, the wife. After leaving her previous husband for Sarkozy, Cecilia Ciganer-Albeniz has been frequently in the news for her own series of infidelities and eventually left Sarkozy for a well-known French businessman. The couple officially separated in 2005, leaving Nicolas free to tomcat as he pleased until 2006 when he and Cecilia patched things up and resumed their sharing of toothbrushes.
Jump, then, if you will, across the Atlantic for a moment, where many hands have already been wrung with regards to the five spouses, past and present, of Rudy Giuliani and John McCain, who, say what you will, have at least made honest women of their wives before divorcing them and who have paid lip service to a fear of God. Giuliani's handlers remain concerned, however, at how the hidebound Republicans in outer South Dakota will react when they finally see the pictures of Rudy in a dress, even as no one mentions to them the fact that his law firm, Bracewell & Giuliani, has worked as a lobbyist for Venezuela's Citgo Oil. Morality in America, you'll notice, simply demands that you don't cross-dress, get a divorce or cheat on your wife. Beyond that, you're free to do as you please.
To think that such an uproar was ever raised over an Oval Office blow-job. For some reason, Americans expect their politicians to breathe scripture and crap purity. That Gary Hart could be both an expert on national security and a philanderer - and that the latter doesn't necessarily detract from the former - are gears that just don't mesh in the Land of Liberty, and never you mind that John Kennedy diffused the Cuban Missile Crisis even as he got more tail than a calf-roper at the Snake River Stampede.
Jared Diamond may have said it best in Collapse:
Good thing, then, that the bulk of American voters are not in France right now, where the presidential election pits a lukewarm Christian with an uppity wife against a Socialist woman who has four children with her, um, domestic partner. Two candidates, in other words, who would be too liberal for even a Montessori school in the US are vying to run the world's sixth largest economy. And for all their depravity, neither candidate seems likely to land the Grey Poupon in the shitter, as it were.
No doubt the private details of Nicolas Sarkozy and Segolene Royal will merely buttress the American view of the French, whose politics we've long distrusted (coup d'etat) and whose sex lives have always been more interesting (menage-a-trois) than ours. Theirs is a land where people work only four days a week - giving them an extra day to wallow in their joie de vivre and glare dismissively down their Gallic noses at everyone else - and whose army couldn't stop an eight year-old armed only with a water balloon.
"The balloon, oui, but the water we cannot stop."
So the success of Royal should come as no surprise to anyone with a healthy French stereotype. Exhibiting the "rebellious modernity of Simone de Beauvoir" - to quote Isabelle de Courtivron - she has four children out of wedlock and has refused throughout her campaign to exploit her feminine good looks - traits of women with only the most hyphenated of surnames in the United States. Most American analysts expect that, if elected, Royal will demand unbridled mass fornication on the Champs Elysees and press the Academy to award Gerard Depardieu a retroactive Oscar for My Father, The Hero.
Nicolas Sarkozy, on the other hand, has portrayed himself as the Newt Gingrich de Paris, combining a knack for preaching the family values of Catholic France even while confessing that religion isn't his top priority and knocking about with every woman in the country except his own wife.
Oh yes, the wife. After leaving her previous husband for Sarkozy, Cecilia Ciganer-Albeniz has been frequently in the news for her own series of infidelities and eventually left Sarkozy for a well-known French businessman. The couple officially separated in 2005, leaving Nicolas free to tomcat as he pleased until 2006 when he and Cecilia patched things up and resumed their sharing of toothbrushes.
Jump, then, if you will, across the Atlantic for a moment, where many hands have already been wrung with regards to the five spouses, past and present, of Rudy Giuliani and John McCain, who, say what you will, have at least made honest women of their wives before divorcing them and who have paid lip service to a fear of God. Giuliani's handlers remain concerned, however, at how the hidebound Republicans in outer South Dakota will react when they finally see the pictures of Rudy in a dress, even as no one mentions to them the fact that his law firm, Bracewell & Giuliani, has worked as a lobbyist for Venezuela's Citgo Oil. Morality in America, you'll notice, simply demands that you don't cross-dress, get a divorce or cheat on your wife. Beyond that, you're free to do as you please.
To think that such an uproar was ever raised over an Oval Office blow-job. For some reason, Americans expect their politicians to breathe scripture and crap purity. That Gary Hart could be both an expert on national security and a philanderer - and that the latter doesn't necessarily detract from the former - are gears that just don't mesh in the Land of Liberty, and never you mind that John Kennedy diffused the Cuban Missile Crisis even as he got more tail than a calf-roper at the Snake River Stampede.
Jared Diamond may have said it best in Collapse:
We subconsciously expect people to be homogeneously "good" or "bad," as if there were a single quality of virtue that should shine through every aspect of a person's behavior. If we find people virtuous in one respect, it troubles us to find them not so in another respect. It is difficult for us to acknowledge that people are not consistent, but are instead mosaics of traits formed by different sets of experiences that often do not correlate with each other.In America, to judge by those in power, we'd rather have representing us men of dubious morality who pretend to believe in God and love their wives than to have anyone who would openly admit to being an atheist in a bad marriage but who might nonetheless make progress on the health care issue. None of which is to say that all atheists are good people, only that we're not getting much of a bargain from our so-called Christian leaders either. So go ahead, lie to us: tell us how your wife gives you moral guidance and how much faith you have in the Almighty, then start praying to that god and begging him to keep the Chosen Land safe from the devilry of the French.






