I'd be laughing if I wasn't crying.
Actually, I'm not even crying-I'm weeping into some astonishingly average, Canadian goat cheese that is truly not
Steyn:
"Americans, so zealous in defense of their liberties when it comes to guns, are cheese-surrendering eating-monkeys when it comes to dairy products. On the roads, on the cheese board, in health care, in banking privacy, and in a zillion other areas of life, many Europeans now have more freedom than Americans. For the record, I'm consistent in these matters — I want it all: assault weapons and unpasteurized Camembert, guns and butter. Certainly, cheese makes a poor attitudinal rallying cry."
OH MAH GAWD that's gotta hurt!
(Has Jonah Goldberg seen that yet?)
But seriously, cheese is a perfectly reasonable rallying cry.
And I rather like that freedom checklist:
Guns!
Incredibly rich and fattening French cheese-especially the ones with the rind, fresh butter, contraband farm eggs, dry red wine, picnics on red and white checkered cotton picnic blankets-thread count, oh-who knows, but with those nice large wicker baskets-and perhaps a baguette, oh-cloth napkins, you know those lovely colourful fabrics from Provence, maybe some olives...
Moderately
Sorry what were we talking about?
Ummm....right-whatever....
Beware the Writing on the Street Steyns of Doom!
Read the whole thing!
(PS: America, you're wonderful, but "American cheese" is not cheese, it's well...gosh darn it...it's plastic!)
