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Endorsing a candidate - an object lesson in proportionality

Yes, it is the French Presidential election again. Last French post for a couple of days unless I find something as jaw-dropping as stage director Ariane Mnouchkine's endorsement of Ségo.

Being of a theatrical disposition, she could not restrict herself to something along the lines of 'Vote Ségolène Royal for a better deal for you, your family and your local theatre'. No, not at all. Instead she has penned a nigh on 1000 word encomium for the deputy for Deux-Sèvres. And Ségo's site has published it in all of its insane grandeur.

Some tasters:

"Five years ago... you remember? O our pale faces, our hands on our trembling mouths and our eyes filled with tears. O that day our faces... did we already forget them? The shame of that day, have we already forgotten it? Do you want to see them again, those faces? Not me."
....

"For this reason I think that we, in the evening, at our tables, must cease our equivocation...It is a luxury. And a shameful luxury today. Many in this country cannot afford it. They suffer. They are badly housed or are homeless. They eat badly. They are badly cared for, do not know their rights, and therefore have no rights. Neither glasses, nor teeth, nor holidays, nor tools for culture. Their children inherit only their only brittleness. They suffer. They are humiliated. They do not want, they cannot afford, to pass a turn. Always a turn. Never their turn".

"Hurry up! There's a world waiting for us! Let us go there, good people! Quickly! This woman, oh yes, this woman carries our colours, she carries them valiantly, courageously, nobly. And when I say colours, I do not speak only of the three colours of our flag. I speak about the colours of France, those that I love, that of its vigilant citizenship, of compassion for the weak, severity for the powerful, its intelligent love of youth, its respectful but exacting hospitality. I speak about the colours of Europe, which we miss and misses us.

For this reason I vote for the labours of Hercules, I vote for Ségolène Royal, and I sign her manifesto".


Top that Barbra Streisand.


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Blogger Guthrum said... 8:49 pm

beats vote early, vote often !  



Blogger The Hitch said... 11:42 pm

At least she is worth a fuck!  



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