Is It ‘Let Them Eat Cake’ Time Again?

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Don’t get them all stirred up again.

You’d think a president of France–even a lame, babbling fat-head like Emanuel Macron–would be leery of stirring up the French to civil strife. Because when the French do civil strife, they do it all the way.

Blaming every trouble in the country on those millions of French citizens who have not yet been “vaccinated,” and with Election Day just a couple of months away, Macron has vowed to “make life miserable” for the unvaccinated (https://www.nytimes.com/2022/01/05/world/macron-france-life-miserable-unvaccinated.html). We quote him: “I really want to piss off the unvaccinated.”

Better be careful what you wish for, sunshine. You could be headed for the guillotine.

Macron says the unvaccinated “are not citizens” and that they should be burdened by the government until they finally comply. And of course, and as usual, his supporters claim to have received death threats. There are always death threats. Never so much as a punch in the nose is actually delivered, but we are asked to believe that the little apparatchiks in the government are putting their lives on the line for us.

Honk if you believe that.

Meanwhile here in America, leftids are wondering why SloJo Biden isn’t doing more to “scold” the unvaccinated. The president as public scold…

…In the age of government gone mad.

 

No Lockdown for the Elites

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Paris is locked down, but good–but not for the rich and famous.

They go to “secret restaurants” where none of King COVID’s rules apply, spending up to 490 euros apiece (that’s $580 in American money) to enjoy a good chow-down (https://freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/3948260/posts).

They don’t wear masks, they don’t bother with Social Distancing, they kiss, they laugh–I think they’re laughing at us peasants. Marie Antoinette, call your office.

And for some unfathomable reason, after repeatedly breaking lockdown rules, the rich and beautiful offenders are not dropping off like flies. But they will be prosecuted for disobeying The Government, say junior officials who have no meaningful authority.

Some of these underground restaurants are literally underground. All the better to hide Gavin Newsom. Maybe if he promised to stay there, we could look the other way.

Venezuela Busts Bakers for Baking Brownies

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No croissants allowed, either!

Ain’t socialism just the bee’s knees? What a pity we don’t have more of it here! Serves us right for not electing Hillary.

The Western Hemisphere’s showcase of socialism, Venezuela, has arrested four bakers for “making illegal brownies and other pastries” (https://ca.news.yahoo.com/venezuela-arrests-brownie-croissant-bakers-bread-war-024355524.html ).

Illegal brownies? You bet! Venezuela’s “ruling Socialist Party”–they don’t much cotton to having other political parties there–has bollixed up the oil-rich country’s economy six ways from Sunday, and so, for the past three years, they’ve had a bread shortage. The Party recently send soldiers–yes, soldiers–into more than 700 bakeries to make sure nobody was trying to make and sell croissants.

Of course, none of this will persuade any of our own academics or Democrats that maybe having the central government in charge of every little thing isn’t such a hot idea after all. Socialism only sucks in Venezuela because of the inept clowns in charge of it down there. It’ll work like gang-busters when we impose it on our  country, with American liberals to manage it.

Legend has it that Marie Antoinette, on the eve of the French Revolution, having been told that “the people have no bread,” infamously replied, “Then let them eat cake.” Well, there won’t be any cake, either, in Venezuela. Not if the socialist government can help it.

Has She Got the Wrong Number!

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This morning a publicist invited me to review a book offering “a fresh alternative to traditional therapeutic methods.” Oh, boy. What is this fresh alternative?

Past Lives Regression Therapy, of course. And it’s not just for New Age bozos, says the publicist–like, it’s totally mainstream!

Excuse me a moment. I have to go bang my head against the wall.

The author, says the publicist, is a “certified regression therapist.” Certified? By who? I’m sure I can find individuals who are certified dowsers, too. The difference is, the dowser either finds water or he doesn’t. How do you get certified to browse through your patient’s past lives?

I’m sorry. Every time I hear about past lives, I think of some fat guy with a black beard and a bad complexion woo-wooing about how he once was a lady-in-waiting to Marie Antoinette.

If we really had past lives, the Bible would have told us. Instead, God’s word says, “And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment: so Christ was once offered to bear the sins of many…” (Hebrews 9:27) Note that it does not say you die whole bunches of times and keep on coming back as Sonja Henie.

Then again, this author has “trained with the world’s foremost experts” on unraveling Joe Blow’s glamorous past lives.

I thought this twaddle had all dissolved away ten years ago or so: that past lives had become old hat, replaced by exciting new inanities like transgenderism and Chrislam. Well, maybe it still attracts some old hippies. That and animal spirit guides. We have a store in our town where they can put you in touch with your animal spirit guide, in case you need stock tips from a hamster.