Jean Cocteau

"Ce que le public te reproche, cultive-le : c'est toi." Jean Cocteau

Well now, there's a thought to get you started in the morning! Though algebra was never my strong suit, I think Jean was onto something and he knew a thing or two about a thing or two and I can see how spending an inordinate amount of time in Montparnasse would inevitably give birth to surrealism. My haunts are the hotel proper and the occasional foray to the Deux Magots where the regulars effect not to know me and I repay them in kind. No place for surrealism there, I can tell you. I do wonder, however, if Cocteau's quote was meant to include the timely payment of bills and other financial obligations (sic) or if he intended something less specific. In any event, what better way to tell others to sod off than with a quote from the great man? I'll use it on the next taxi driver who attempts to give me grief.

I stumbled onto the quote in Le Figaro today where I was looking in vain for a follow-up to Carla Bruni's bra-less appearance at some sort of state function. Would that I had been there. I would not have known of this wonderful occurrence had it not been for a discussion on a small social network to which I'd been invited and by which I remain transfixed. There seemed to be a division of opinion where those who were not French seemed horrified and those who were could not fathom the problem. Count me as French on this one. There is nothing wrong with the governments of this world that a few more bra-less First Ladies wouldn't fix.