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Charles Martel rolling over in his grave.

There are 5 Million Muslims in France.

And France is just a scimitar’s breadth away from banning the Burka!

“Why?”, you ask, is this important? 

And, “Who in the name of Liza Minnelli  is Charles Martel?”

Well, it’s important for many reasons.

France is supposed to be the world’s all in compassing, welcoming, wonderful, the place of love, and all that “stuff”.

As to the Charles Martel question…

…a quick trip through the 8th Century if you don’t mind.

Charles Martel, or Charles the Hammer, was a Frankish (French) nobelman.  Many think he was and call him the King of France, but ah, not so, grasshopper.

He was but a lowly Lord of the Manor.

And he really wasn’t French, he was Belgian. (You know, like the waffle maker I want!)

And frankly, he was pretty awesome.

Charles Martel at The Battle of Tours

He called himself  The Duke and sometimes The Prince of the Franks.  He was big on Hebrew National, and was the first to ask whey do we have ten franks, and eight buns per package.

He was a brilliant general,—he lost only one battle in his “career”.  The Battle of Cologne, some say he broke his Aramis.

Considered a Founding Father of the Middle Ages, he is often accused, blamed, credited in the development of feudalism, knighthood, and the whole Chivalry thing.

And, since he was Charlemagne’s grandfather, he’s credited with founding the Holy Roman Empire, (Which I might add, was neither Holy nor Roman, and was barely an empire.)

Nonetheless, Chuck was vitally important to all of Europe and the Western world.

The Umayyad invaders were used to simple Barbarians in Eastern Europe and Spain.  The Hammer’s organized, trained, army was quite a shock!  He, The Hammer,  kicked some Saracen Ass at Tours, said “can’t touch this”, and prevented the Muslim Invasion of Europe and the expansion of the Muslim Empire. 

So, the fact that there are five million Muslims in France, would, let’s see, ummmm, make Le Hammer “tres pissed off”, to say the least.  Not that he was a religious Intolerant, after all, he did let the Protestants and AnaBaptists Pray before he killed them too.

So, back to the 21st Century and the Banning of the Burka.  (France has already banned the Burkini, a full body bathing suit on beaches…after all they did create the Nude Beach at Nice!)

WOMEN OF FREEDOM UNITE!

 So, again, why would France ban the burka?

Fashion may be France’s number one priority, but the burka and what it represents “is not welcome in France, and is an attack on French values” according to French President Nicholas Sarkozy.  That whole “French values” thing was really hard to type!

For a nation whose national emblem is “Marianne”, a bare chested woman (most recent copies are based on Catherine Denurve, but the real one came into being long before she was born), concern is growing over the head to toe garb which is usually black or brown, worn with gloves, and is more typical of Saudi Arabia than the streets of Gay Paree!

CATHERINE DENEUVE

It is also viewed by millions in France and other places as the emblem of Radical Islam. 

Most of the French see it as an attack on sexual equality, women’s rights, most (again, tee hee) French values, and a jab at the French Republic’s secular foundation.

Remember, after the French Revolution, religion was taboo, marriage was a civil union, and the clergy were stripped of power and possessions. 

A huge part of me says “Go France”. 

And France really has given so many things to the world; Fashion, which we all know is tres important to UP, Fragrance, yes, I wear cologne!, Dry cleaning – who could live without it?, The Metric System, ok that’s not so great. French Fries, Brigette Bardot, and who could forget surrender?

I don’t mean to profile, but if Fatimah comes into the bank while I’m standing in line, and she’s dressed from brow to bottom in a black burka, UP is gonna’ hit the floor.  And if she’s at the airport, I’m hittin’ the Hertz Counter and driving my butt to wherever I’d planned on going.  The Burka scares me too.

So, I say let’s give this one to the French.  They may have dropped the ball on leg warmers in the 80s, but this is a good idea, and maybe they’ll ban those new Goga pants from Old Navy too!

I really hate Regis Philbin.

I mean, really, really, really, hate him.

It’s all his fault!

If it wasn’t for him and that AWFUL “Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?” we would never have been subjected to the scary, snake and snail eating, exhibitionistic, back-stabbing  Tribes of  “Survivor”.

It Sucks!

And what about those briefcases over on  ”Deal Or No Deal?  Can someone PLEEEEEEEEEEASE tell me how Howie Mandel got his own TV show

Badly Bald

and I did not? 

Beautifully Bald!

I mean, really people, c’mon.

And who thought 25 golddiggers vying for the for the five carat Harry Winston heart of an over tanned (and that’s a lot coming from me) over pumped, over self aggrandized “batchelor” (or vice versa) would be a hit? 

Really, Melissa may have gotten her heart broken, but at least she did get to go on a REAL TV show.

Then there is “The Biggest Loser”.  Excuse me, but 400 pound has beens have their own TV show…what’s happening in Hollywood?

Joan Rivers and Donald Trump; haven’t we seen enough of them?

And Jon and Hate Kate Plus Eight, haven’t we seen enough of her them?

And what about Dr. Drew?  Heidi Fliess, bad girl, bad face lift, bad language, bad drug habit.

Who needs it?

Sometimes I long for Miss Kitty, we all knew she was a hooker, but Matt loved her anyway. 

Well, Howdy Madam!

And what about the Cartwright boys?

BONANZA!

Where are shows like that?

I could go on, but I have to set my TiVo for real shows.

I just hate it when “American Idol” comes on at the same time as “Dancing With The Stars”

This Just In…

…sorry, I can’t resist this…

From Beautiful Downtown Norcross, GA (just outside of the ATL)

HAPPY NUDE YEAR!

Hope your new year is a good one!!!

UP

…it just keeps getting better.

Cheerleaders can be so mean

From party crasher to cheer camp sneak in…

Prior to her gutsy and glamorous White House caper, Michaele decided she wanted to fufill that High School dream from days of yore.  She snuck into a Cheerleader reunion, and pretended to be a former NFL Washington Redskins Cheerleader.

REDSKINS REUNION

Now, there’s a claim to fame!

This gal is better than Bond.  She actually made it into the Redskins Reunion!  And she actually performed at FedEx Field during halftime of the Redskins-St. Louis Rams game Sept. 20 with a group of 150 former Redskins cheerleaders.

WOW!

Her rehearsals with the group were filmed by the crew from the ”The Real Housewives of D.C., according to her hubby Taleq.

Many of the REAL former cheerleaders said she drew a lot of attention because of the crew.  And she got a lot of attention because no one knew who she was nor remembered her from the Cheery days gone by.

I’m sure they were all asking themselves just how much coke they did back in the day.

The first clue - she couldn’t do the routines.  Well DOH!

She was never a cheerleader.

But the clincher was her inablilty to perform the routine to the Redskins Fight Song, “Hail To The Redskins”. 

C’mon, even the drunkest Redskins fan can do that!

When asked who the choreographer was when she was ‘cheering’ , Michaele couldn’t remember.

These girls are slow…clue afte clue after clue, and no one said…who is she?

Once the White House State Dinner thing broke, some of the girls were sitting around at the Former Cheerleader Bar and Grill  and decided to “check that broad out”.

What they found out…she was never at an audition, never at a game, and never performed as an Redskins Cheerleader. 

Boy are those girls pissed!

The Washington Redskins Cheerleaders Alumni Association (seriously, there is one) lists Salahi on its membership roster and indicates that she was a cheerleader during 1991 season under her nickname and maiden name, Missy Holt. 

How she got on there we’ll never know, she was unable to supply any proof when asked for it by the group. 

The group’s president, Terri Lamb, said Wednesday, “We have no record that she ever was a Redskins cheerleader. She was listed on our 1991 roster at Ms. Salahi’s request and based on her misrepresentation to us.”  After fibbing her way onto the field, she was able to perform two other times prior to the most recent one.  

Yet still,  NO ONE ASKED WHAT THE HECK WAS GOING ON?

Bright, bright, bunch.

When the film crew showed up, all the other cheerleaders had to sign confidentialty form…

And no one asked.

Salahi was late to practice.

And no one asked.

She caused some disruption.  Ya think?

And no one asked.

She was wearing a mike.

And no one asked.

When the film crew asked the Michaele be moved up front, Sheryl Olecheck, the lady in charge said no because, “she was too tall, and couldn’t dance”.

And no one asked.

Olecheck said she was unnerved with the whole event. “It takes a lot of time and heart and practice to be a Redskins cheerleader,” she said. “It’s really a privilege to wear the burgundy and gold .  So I’m resentful. . . . For her to get out there and think she can just shake her pompoms is upsetting.”

Well, I suppose it is!