Power of Seduction

Zut Alors don’t you just love the French sometimes, once in a while their haughtiness becomes so endearing,it does merit a rest bite from the hackneyed proceedings of Congress. 

If you want a mild distraction from the gridlock of American politics, look across the pond and get a loada of the latest Gallic gossip.
 
French President François Hollande seems to be in a spot of bother, concerning revelations of an affair outside of an affair (very French). 

Hollande has never been married, but has sired four children with Ségolène Royal a famed socialist who ran for National office against Nicolas Sarkozy.
 
It was his current mistress (probably ex by week’s end) Valérie Trierweiler who while politically aligned supported Ségolène’s rival adding vixen venom into the mix.
 
Valérie Trierweiler known as the Rottweiler in polite society is a columnist at the top French magazine Paris Match. 

This makes a busy schedule being a commenter and first Lady of France, but in recent interviews marginalized the need for marriage (maybe a rethink there).
 
So onto Julie Gayet, an eighteen year younger version of Trierweiler weighing in at a nubile 41years young to Hollander’s 59 years old. 
She has managed to steal the affections France’s top baguette according to Closer magazine.
 
What separates French affairs from let’s say American affairs, is the almost cinematic charm of clandestine activities. 

Reports surface that President Hollande would arrive on his scooter to the apartment of Julie the actress.
This could be a scene out of a Francois Truffaut film, compared with Bill Clinton, who couldn’t be bothered to walk over the Oval room’s carpet for his night of cigars.
 
While Hollande’s approval rating is hovering in between Obama and Congress, the latest French poll among women would you believe indicates a healthy leg up!
 
This must suggest that France wants a diversion from a gloomy economy or that Rottweiler is a calculating cow ripe for comeuppance, or Hollande, not exactly a Renoir painting can be ‘Aimé par les dames’ then there lies the fortitude of hope for the last in line for good looks.
 
Recent developments (uncertain whether related to the scandal) draw upon Gallic character with joyful hilarity.
 
A truck full of horse manure was dumped outside the French National Assembly. No doubt the SWAT team was alerted for fly removal, but just imagine if that were to happen at the steps of Capitol Hill?
 
The power of seduction might get you 'femmes intelligentes chaudes', but also it can get you into a whole pile of shit!