19 February 2009

Sarkozy – The Duracell Bunny

Is he on drugs? Maybe he’s got Duracell batteries fitted? It could be that he’s still trying to impress his relatively new wife? Maybe he’s just got a good press? After all, he got most of the commentators, both on TV and in the newspapers, their jobs, and in France, you definitely don’t bite the Presidential hand which feeds you.

Sarkozy, of course, has just finished his six month stint as President of the EEC and was unstinting in his praise ……. for the job HE did! He reckoned he, single-handedly, dragged the EEC into the 21st century. He resolved several major world issues on his own and was the architect behind France surviving the world-wide credit crunch. Within the last week he has lambasted Gordon Brown, who thought he was a bit of an ally, for his custodianship of the UK economy, claiming his fiscal measures to bump-start the UK into spending again were a complete waste of time. No nice wishy-washy diplomatic language here. Indeed. he's still being feted for telling an unwelcome member of the public who approached him on a walkabout to (and I paraphrase here)....'piss off you arsehole'.  He’s a bit of a boy is old Sarky.

He's been trying a different political reform each day in France (or so it seems) without too much success. As soon as the teachers, judges, transport workers or students hear what he's up to, they go on strike, or in the case of the students, they stop studying (so what's new?), and he caves in. But, give him his due, he's exhausting all the other political leaders and keeping them quiet which is not a bad thing.

The latest bit of news on Sarky is a book by another one of his ‘old friends’ which purported to relay the conversation, and the attempted canoodling, when Sarky met Carla Bruni at his dinner party. Sarky was, of course, on the rebound from his marriage to Cécilia who seems to now despise him with only the vengeance a bitter ex-wife, who lost out on the chance to be France’s ‘First Lady’, can muster, branding him a "stingy philanderer" with a "behavioural problem" who is an "unworthy president" of France. Ouch!  

Apparently, at this dinner, Sarky was ‘onto’ Carla within 30 seconds of arriving. He dared her to ‘kiss him on the lips’ within 2 minutes of starting to talk to her and suggested, within a further 20 minutes of chat-up that they could be the new John F and Jackie Kennedy and asked her to marry him. Wise to his legendary philandering however, she rebuffed him by stating she knew all about his ‘ways with women’, to which he replied that her track-record with ‘skinny guys like Mick Jagger’ and 'druggies like Eric Clapton', was nothing to be proud of.

And from those humble, cringeworthy beginnings, and despite all the odds, old Sarky and Carla managed to get it together and the rest is history. The public canoodling (I like that word) even when on a state visit to the UK. Her wearing pumps which do absolutely nothing for her gorgeous legs. His wearing of stacked Cuban heels to try and reach her shoulders. His unwavering public support for her re-launched singing career (actually my cats sound better than she does when they’ve got a thorn in their paw) and her utter devotion to him when in the public gaze. See picture.

The word on the street however, is that as soon as his Presidency ends, she’ll be off. My view is that as soon as she gets her high heels out, the writing will be on the wall.

Here’s a video of Carla – la chanteuse. I didn’t know she could play the guitar!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMUedRUJ_HA

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