Yankee, Come Home!

Call me anything you want, in any  language—but I’m just gonna say it:  I’m horrified by the polyglot performances of Booker, Castro and O’Rourke last night.

I felt the same way when Kerry oiled his way into French.  And yes I’m a Francophile, but an American  Francophile, okay?  I do not want to hear  our nation addressed, nor to hear another nation addressed by our representative, except in English.

(I mean, the occasional phrase is okay, like Kennedy’s unintentionally hilarious Ich bin ein Berliner—But that’s as far as it goes.)

Those bozos werent  talking to us, to Americans.    And who knows to what treasonous or violent actions they were exhorting  the illegal aliens among us?

I couldn’t bear to watch the entire thing, and I won’t watch the next.  I’m not going to vote for any of those people, so why torture myself?  But I could not help but see some of the most grating moments recapped this morning. I don’t know, maybe I should just a small cabin build me, of clay and wattles made, with no electronics, except of course the drones overhead making sure I have adequate sewage and am not burning too much wood.

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3 thoughts on “Yankee, Come Home!”

  1. I am just disappointed that Warren didn’t speak in her native tongue.

    True story. A Japanese prime minister went to America and his English was so bad they put English subtitles under his speech.

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  2. Hypatia:
    Call me anything you want, in any  language—but  I felt the same way when Kerry oiled his way into French.  And yes I’m a Francophile, but an American  Francophile, okay?

    Yes and an American Francophile is somebody who appreciates Lafayette, bon vin blanc et duck à l’Orange.

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