Border Stormed

Let them make tea! The French will make the cake!

 

Staged, propaganda.

You mean her FIVE children:

Teargassed Caravan Migrant Mother Is Taking Her Five Kids to Reunite With Their Father in US

and the original settlers/invaders (and that's exactly what they were) didn't come here so much for a better life but to get away from YOUR country.

 

That's just cold 777.

 

Funny!

 

Yeah, now that is funny. Talk about a warped sense of historical perspective. Whoever told her she could bypass the long line of others already waiting to fulfill that hope was lying to her, or was trying to teach her how to criminally lie her way in. Perhaps it was the father of her five children but who is not officially her husband so that they can sit around and rake in lots of free dough, &c, once across the border?

Somehow I don’t recall reading about those original settlers hoping to get such government handouts.

 

Pfft. By leading them into being tear gassed.

 

Pfft. You guys would be whining to us in German.

 

Actually the French also have tea. I think they spell in thé. In hotels that have tea/coffee makers in the room they usually have Lipton's Yellow tea bags. I remember some years ago on Frence TV and radio, an advert for Lipton's Yellow to the tune of Donovan's Mellow Yellow.

 

]Actually the French also have tea. I think they spell in thé. In hotels that have tea/coffee makers in the room they usually have Lipton's Yellow tea bags. I remember some years ago on Frence TV and radio, an advert for Lipton's Yellow to the tune of Donovan's Mellow Yellow.

 

lol

 

I used to think the French as humorless until I read Voltaire's Candide.

 

Hmmm. I thought the stereotypical Frenchman had arrogance without cause. Then I came across the phrase “frog-eating surrender monkeys,” which reminded me of the observation, "Going to war without the French is like going deer hunting without your accordion."

 

I do remember another one : The Physician in Spite of Himself by Molière which tried to be humorous.

 

When we had a house in France, we invited a French family to Christmas dinner. The mother ttranslated the corny jokes from our English Chistmas crackers, Her English is fairly limited. Although we have not been in contact for a couple of years, we had an invitation to her son's wedding next April. The wedding will be in Belfort, and my wife says it is too far for us to drive at our age, I said we could do it in stages butt she said "No" I said we could go by train, but she doesn't like that either.

We were once on a camp site in France where the owner was German. He had a German groundsman. The French workers called him "Mein Herr le Patron"

 

Trains are wonderful. You can enjoy the countryside devoid of traffic (except at crossings).

For me its much better to my psyche than an airplane. On a plane I fill my waking thoughts with visions of horrible crashes and when sleeping (if ever) I jolt awake on the airplane wind shear roller coaster ride. Strange I was in the Air Force.

On a train there is the mesmerizing clickety-clack for sleeping, a better feel of safety and superior food than that on an airplane.

 

If that is a take on "Let them eat cake", that is a misquote, She said "let them eat brioche"

 

I have never been on a plane, and trains don't make a clickety clak these days with continuosly welded rail.

 

Fake News!

 

You have never been to the American Pacific Northwest apparently.

 

Ah well, your country is behind the times.