Valérie Trierweiler

Even in these puritanical shores, Martin Luther King’s voracious sexual appetite did not hinder him from becoming an icon, especially after his assassination in 1968. Mind you, stories got out because J. Edgar Hoover and Attorney General Bobby Kennedy made sure they did. Never mind. Blacks are babied by the media, except when they”€™re conservative like Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas.

FDR, another so-called icon, lived openly with his mistress and dropped dead in her arms, but the press turned a blind eye. After him came a long line of uxorious presidents”€”until Clinton, that is. My problems with him were his women. They were mostly white trash, inelegant, and publicity seeking. My father always said that there are only two ways to judge a man: by his women and by the kind of boat he sailed. He would have loathed Bill Clinton.

But back to the Frogs. My favorite was Georges Pompidou, a gentleman, a charmer, and a secret swinger. De Gaulle suffered from halitosis and never womanized, which is just as well. Giscard was openly a swinger, unsafe in taxis, as they say”€”not that he ever used one”€”and he preferred upper-class women, revealing his insecurity over his phony surname “€œd”€™Estaing,”€ purchased by his social-climbing father. Our very own JFK suffered from the same insecurity, because of all his girlfriends that I know of, ninety-nine percent were from the upper classes and from exclusive country-club sets (except for Marilyn Monroe, who was, after all, Marilyn Monroe). Mitterand was openly an adulterer and proud of it.

According to Shelley, “€œLove withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty….”€ The Frogs have their own poets, but Shelley must have come to mind when Hollande defended himself and his mistress against charges of depravity. Hollande is an awful little man, a Uriah Heep who worked his way up the greasy pole by never doing anything but brownnosing. All the people involved in his sordid little circle are like him: Opportunists, careerists, sexual deviates, and unattractive. JFK had great women; Clinton and Hollande have trash. There lies the difference.

And that goes for your correspondent, too. I”€™m a sinner, but all my girls have been rather special, starting with my great wife. See you swingers in Paris.