Francois Hollande, the Prime Minister of France, is in trouble because he got caught shtooping a woman who wasn’t his wife, not caught like bare butt photograph caught, but the French tabloids are all over it and he’s not denying it so, yeah, probably.
Also, I only say he’s in trouble because that’s what one writes in situations like this.
His marriage is in trouble, I suppose, but I suspect that’s not a problem for him at all and, in fact, this is about the result he expected.
It doesn’t appear to be affecting his political career even a tiny, little bit. The French tabloids are eating it up, but the public seems to be more entertained than bothered. He’s not about to resign, or anything like that.
I like that. His private life should be none of anybody’s business, as long as he’s doing a good job as Prime Minister, which I’ve got no idea. So, this column is not to question his character, or his lifestyle, but rather his taste.
It’s kind of like I wrote about Woody Allen a couple of nights ago, the weirdest thing about him was that he left Mia Farrow, an incredibly beautiful woman, for Soon Yi Previn, who – I don’t mean to slander her, but she’s no Mia Farrow.
Here’s Francois Hollande, whose married to Valerie Trierweiler, who is totally gorgeous, and he’s dumping her for a woman who is slightly younger, but not at all better looking.
(actually, now that I look at their pictures a little closer before posting, they’re both hot)
I felt the same way about Tiger Woods.
Of course, one never knows what happens inside a marriage, but I can’t imagine that Elin Nordegren was so hard to live with as all that.
Guys are just greedy.
