Joyeux Noël

In France, while I still have the say-so, we do not like the Noël so much. We think maybe Jesus is not too good. So we will make it go away. We call Décembre “Frigidaire,” you know? Like your icebox. We call Virgin Mary “Sophia, the Goddess of Wisdom.” We let Le Père Noël keep [...]

My Soft Hands

How I love to read your billet doux electronique! So many questions of deep interest. Par exemple, you say, “Saint Just! Saint Just! How do you keep looking so young with so fresh skin? Do you bathe in the milk?” Mon dieu! Certainly not! The very idea! Tres dégoût! No, no, there is not [...]

Baguettes–The French Bread Bat

Here is the problem you must surely always be having all the time. You are somewhere, yes? But you say, “Where am I? Am I in France or am I in the Congo?” How do you know which place?
Ho ho. Saint Just will tell you how to know. Look all over — look up and [...]

Yves Saint Laurent — M. Beatnik

Saint-Just will help you think how French Couture goes. Picture in you eye this line: On the end here you see Mme. Coco. On the end there you see M. Crocodile. Now look. There in the middle you see Yves Saint Laurent.
He is no relation to me, Saint-Just. Ho ho! But he is nonetheless the [...]

Saint-Just Hops to le Cinéma

The couture of France she would be nothing at all — nothing! –  without all the good dresses you see from Coco! Mme Coco she is the first to make a dress go just so, and also the quaint hat!
All France is so full of thanks and love for Mme Coco, so we make a [...]

Saint-Just et Voltaire vont au Château Blanc

Once again I would like so much to thank M. Rousseau for all the insight he has for Americaine politicks. Enough deep thinking, eh? Now we are back to good fun.
May I introduce my dear friend François-Marie Arouet. But he become so very angry when you call him with his girl names, so he likes [...]

Jean-Jacques Rousseau the Bust

I Bite on the Barracuda!

How puzzled your face looks in America, my cousins! “What is this?” you cry. “How can it be? She is a woman! What ever shall we do? Oh! Oh!” I would laugh, but I do not wish your anger, my friends. You must not let your gallant spirits hold you back in politics. Remember: Politics [...]

Saint-Just in a Very Small Place

Do not be despairing, beleaguered French troops! C’est mois, Louis de Saint-Just, to the rescue! On the bounce, henh? Ho ho ho.
As you see, my petits touristes, we continue the travel of Le Grand Empire Français. The Sun, he never sets on the French Empire, after all. Well, perhaps he does set from time to [...]

I Go Mad!

Look at me! I am coo-coo for Les Souffles de Cacao! Woo hoo! Woo hoo!
No, no! I only jest with you, my little friends. I have not lost the usefulness of this brain. Ho ho. What you see here is a picture made by the inmates of the Asylum at Charenton under the direction of [...]