For truly pleasurable reading, you can’t beat the French press right now. My trusty Parisian correspondent (via cyberspace) relays the following information. Le Figaro wails:
French diplomacy finishes the year on a morose note. Not only must it watch American trains passing, in Iraq as in Libya, but it must also applaud. The success obtained by George W. Bush in his fight against ‘rogue states,’ with the arrest of Saddam Hussein and then Qaddafi’s renouncing of weapons of mass destruction, have placed Paris in a delicate position.
“Delicate.” Heh. Then there’s Le Parisien: “If a glorious solitude is the price of greatness, no one can doubt that France lives the highest hours of its civilization.” Glorious solitude. I thought we were the unilateralists. Merry Christmas.
The Dish 