the dissident frogman

7 years and one Month ago

No Steak? Rise ye wretched and Eat the Rich!

Dratted banker, taking the People's T-bone.

the dissident frogman

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The one thing that makes life less unbearable here is the unending string of street circus acts one can witness every day.

I’m sure you’ve heard about the mimes, but there is so much more.

Here’s one, courtesy of the Mélenchon crowd, down at my small Mom & Pop supermarket yesterday:

A young(ish) man, covered in artful tattooes and dressed in strategically teared up Kaporal jeans, zips past me down the aisle towards another guy sporting the same elaborated unkempt, transient-chic appearance prevalent among the Wretched of the Western World—a most common species in France, where faked exterior signs of misery are soo romantic and will get you buckets of peer-approval.

Rejoining his buddy, and in a tone slightly too loud and forced to be spontaneous, he blurts:

Putain! C’est le supermarché de Macron ici! T’as pas un steak à moins de 10 euros!

(F*! That’s Macron’s supermarket here! There’s no steak under 10 euros!)

His prospectively steak-less companion smirks. They leave, making sure their body language matches precisely their loathing for this Ultra-liberal1 pit of a supermarket.

I am in half a mind of handing them a handful of small change for the performance, and then I remember they are not actual clowns, and this wasn’t a show—even if they did make a song and dance about it.

There is nevertheless something quite amusing about a couple of morons with—between them—hundreds of euros in denim pants and permanent skin graffiti, outraged you’d have to shell out a tenner for a steak.

Dude, when you really are short of money, you may dream about it but you don’t even look at red meat.

  1. Reminder for US readers: a liberal in France is a freedom-loving individualist who yearns for small government and free-market. Bit of a black swan really, but that doesn’t stop Collectivists of all stripes (including, yes, le Front National) from demonizing them and equating them with extremists—hence the superlative ‘Ultra’.



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For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

Ephesians 6:12


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4992 - mbrewer2045

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  • mbrewer2045 Wisconsin USA

Good to see you back, Frogman. I was in Paris last month with my wife and daughter (great city, but, damn, too many museums to see in a week), and I visited several grocery stores in the 7th where we were staying. Needless to say, the prices for food (red meat included) didn’t strike me as expensive or “out of reach” for anybody. At all of the chains I visited (Leader-Price, Carrefour City and Franprix) the cost seemed reasonable, with Euros and US dollars just about at parity at that point. Not sure what they were talking about unless food has spiked in price since the election.

5144 - Jesse

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Ha! I learned something.

In the US, if you inadvertently let slip the "F" word in conversation, a common practice is to immediately apologize by saying "Pardon my French". Imagine my surprise to learn F*uck is not actually French.

Baise moi! (Pardon my French)

I can’t wait to tell all my friends 😂🐾