I don’t hate the French. The ordinary Frenchman had nothing to do with the mass importation of muzzies that now bedevils his existence and everyone else’s in France.
Just the same, I hope that enough French patriots will assemble and march into one of these muzzie `banlieus’ while munching sausage (pork), sipping red wine, waving the French flag, and with their arm around pretty mademoiselles in miniskirts. While shouting, “Je suis Charlie Hebdo!!”
And, “Vive la Republique!!”
“I don’t hate the French.”
Nor, do I.
I’ve had good experiences in France (as a tourist), as well as bad. But there will always be a...”Je ne sais quoi”...an atmosphere that I love in France.