This just in...the French won?
It seems that the Seven Years War is finally over and the FRENCH won. It's the oddest thing.
This summer marks the 250th anniversary of the battle on the Plains of Abraham that ended in the fall of Quebec to the English. Some 3000 reenactors from the US and Canada were going to go and reenact the famous battle that resulted in the deaths of the English General Wolfe and his French nemesis General Montcalm.
In the end, the walled French stronghold fell to the English. Its fact, its history, its indesputable.
Now, two and a half centuries later, some limp-wristed, cheese eating, Paris worshipping "Quebec nationalists" have decided that it was an embarassment to lose. Yeah, losing sucks, but in every conflict there is a winner and a loser. In that one, the French lost. The people who should be embarrassed are the rest of Canada for allowing these blowhard clowns to dictate what anniversaries get celebrated.
Word is out: the reenactment on the Plains of Abraham is cancelled. Why? because of threats of protests and "civil disobediance" by this small group of morons who don't seem to understand that the French actually LOST the French and Indian War.
Here are some quotes from the lead whinebag of the group calling itself "Le Reseau de Resistance du Quebecois" (translates to "The Network of Resistance of Quebecois")
He said that re-enactment ``showed disrespect for Quebecers and our
ancestors.''
``It's the federal government that's behind this and they should
not touch the anniversary of this battle in any way,'' he said.
``The celebrations that have been announced were not something that showed
respect for our ancestors. ''
``If it had been the Quebec state that had decided to organize this event
with respect and seriousness, we would not have had any problem with that. But
because it's the federal government that's involved, it's
disrespectful.''
He said that until Quebec becomes a sovereign state, any re-enactment of the
battle would be disrespectful to francophones.
I guess what this means is that, 250 years later, the French won at Quebec...without firing a shot.
General Wolf must be spinning in his grave right now.
posted by MVTCoPete | 1:18 PM
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The French President is sitting in his office when his telephone rings.
'Hallo, Mr. Sarkozy!' a strong Irish accented voice said. 'This is Paddy down at the Harp Pub in County Clare , Ireland .. I am ringing to inform you 'dat we are officially declaring war on youse! We voted to reject the Lisbon treaty!'
'Well, Paddy,' Sarkozy replied, 'This is indeed important news! How big is your army?'
'Right now,' says Paddy, after a moment's calculation, 'there is meself, me Cousin Sean, me next door neighbour Seamus, and de entire darts team from de pub. Dat makes eleven!'
Sarkozy paused. 'I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 100,000 men in my army waiting to move on my command.'
'Beggorrah!' says Paddy. 'O'ill have to ring you back.'
Sure enough, the next day, Paddy calls again.
'Mr. Sarkozy, the war is still on. We have managed to get us some infantry equipment!'
'And what equipment would that be Paddy?' Sarkozy asks.
'Well, we have two combines, a bulldozer, and Murphy's farm tractor.'
Sarkozy sighs amused. 'I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 6,000 tanks and 5,000 armoured personnel carriers. Also, I have increased my army to 150,000 since we last spoke.'
'Saints preserve us!' says Paddy. 'I'll have to get back to you.'
Sure enough, Paddy rings again the next day. '
Mr. Sarkozy, the war is still on! We have managed to get ourselves airborne! We have modified Jackie McLaughlin's ultra-light with a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and four boys from the Shamrock Bar have joined us as well!'
Sarkozy was silent for a minute and then cleared his throat. 'I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 100 bombers and 200 fighter planes. My military bases are surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And since we last spoke, I have increased my army to 200,000!'
'Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!' says Paddy, 'I will have to ring you back.'
Sure enough, Paddy calls again the next day.
'Top o' the mornin', Mr. Sarkozy! I am sorry to inform you that we have had to call off the war.'
'Really? I am sorry to hear that,' says Sarkozy. 'Why the sudden change of heart?'
'Well,' says Paddy, 'we had a long chat over a few pints of Guinness and packets of crisps, and we decided ....................
there is no feckin' way we can feed 200,000 prisoners !'
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