Obama stayed only a very few hours in Paris. A hurt French reporter at the press conference with president Sarkozy (pronounced by the way as

Sarkozeee)asked why he was not staying longer.

Obama replied :- Doesn´t everybody want to stay longer in Paris?"

Actually being an American he had a very strong reason for staying another hour at least had he only had a staff a bit better versed in American history of 60 years ago.

In Berlin he reminded his audience of the great airlift of l948 saving the Berliners from Stalin.

But in Paris in 1948 just as great indeed if not the greatest ever American initiative in all history took off:

the Marshall help.

Let alone Obama is the candidate for the Democratic party.

The Marshall help was president Truman´s baby. Noone

visiting Paris should forget that he chose it to be

administered from Paris.

This great American revolution - rebuilding all of Europe -

took place in a little white palace where rue de Rivoli opens up to the place de la Concorde where once Napoleon´s foreign minister Talleyrand lived.

Gold letter in a discreet marble slate on its walls today remind pedestrians passing by in French and English as if what took place there should not be mentioned in many more languages beginning with German.

You cannot visit the palace. There is still no museum commemorating an act of generosity unequalled in the history of mankind. Sightseeing tours never mention it.

Less is more as they say.

Veuillez m ´excuser as we say in my part of the world but one does wonder very much what makes Obama support capital punishment.

An educated enlightened candidate hopelessly stuck in the worst of American mud? A daunting sight.

Krushchev once said at a Kreml reception: We will bury you.

Seems this immortal remark is gloriously resurrected

by the manager of the Republican campaign in recruiting a vice presidential candidate as thin as piss on a hot rock.

Palin might possess splendid qualities yet her beliefs in matters important to us all makes one think of a rotten mackerel by moonshine: shines and stinks.

With her convictions Palin is the Immaculate

Misconception on every important issue of our time.

How can this bloody tragedy be considered exciting as ms Walsh has it.

Nothing scares a European more than the American taste for its own prejudice such as preferring the madness of a governor plus

moosehunting former beauty queen with five children and a pregnant teenage daughter (while promoting abstenance and refusing sex education)scandalously close to the hightest office of the US and thinking nothing of it.

Seems Palin has the heart of a cucumber fried in snow.

I think little Palin did quite well.

Gibson on the other hand was hardly at ease.

Roth´s portrait of the American way of life confirms what us

Europeans have always suspected: the American dream is but

a zoo of lusts, a bedlam of ambitions, a nursery of fears, a harem of fondled hatreds.

Or as Talleyrand put it, a country with thirty-two religions and only one sauce.

Ever since I read Claire Blooms book on her years with Roth (let alone his revenge on her in I Married a Communist)

I have made a point of studying his portraits of ladies

in his books and the humourless bore he is.

Probably the most misogynic writer of our time, an inveterate disciple of that German miser Weiniger of the early 20th century.

Roth´s critics always turn a blind eye to his extraordinary capacity of so much hatred. He pursues women as horribly as the Nazis pursued the Jews.

No Nobel prize to him please.

The darling boy will of course not hesitate to tell everyone of his love-crazy professor he has slept with and recommend her to others. Oh là là.

1.The professor must change school at once.

2. Break off this ridiculous affair.

It is so ridiculous that I am sure the entire drama is a fake.

Beth Arnold, my God Salon , how can you print her rubbish from her being so utterly drearily impressed by him gasping at his opening the door himself to his apartment for the interview

that she has to write it for all of us to read.

Her suggesting that BHL in Paris is "treated as something of a god" is nonsense. On the contrary he is a laughing stock among many. Arnold might have touched upon the criticism of BHL´s

celebrity trip to eorgia in August via private jet from Paris resulting in an article appearing in Le Monde where he wrote of seeing the burning city of Gori. His facts were checked by

the wellknown web publication Rue 89 (www.rue89.com). and showed that BHL could not possibly have entered Gori at all. Knowing the strong anti-Russian attitude of BHL, the web publication asked who paid for the extravagant blitztrip Paris-Georgia and return via private jet plus all other luxuries enjoyed and hardly available to the French journalists already there, BHL replied that it was nobody´s business.

There you have this clown revealing himself in a nutshell.

Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953) has a fine recipe for the furthering of the lifestyle market of the American Drug Industry called the

Three Races. Do admit.

Behold my child the Nordic man

And be as like him as you can

His legs are long his mind is slow

His hair is lank and made of tow

And here we have the Alpine race

Oh what a broad and silly face

His skin is of a dirty yellow

He is a most unpleasant fellow

The most degraded of them all

The Mediterranean we call

His hair is black and even curls

And he is saucy with the girls