When in Venice…
There was a time when I would have nominated San Francisco. A couple of well placed explosives et viola, the island nation of Moonbattia. Not any more.
Instead, do an exchange program wth France. For every 10 useful idiots we get one of the still noble and decent French—like Diss, Carine, et Herve. Except for Michael Moore. For taking him, we get 100 French people. We could clean out the Hollywood rat’s nest in not time. They all think living overseas is so great, give them what they want.
In the meantime I will continue to not go to their movies or buy their DVDs.