The Washington Post has the story on President Jacques Chirac’s latest — heh — “threat”:
|… France was prepared to launch a nuclear strike against any country that sponsors a terrorist attack against French interests. He said his country’s nuclear arsenal had been reconfigured to include the ability to make a tactical strike in retaliation for terrorism.|
|“The leaders of states who would use terrorist means against us, as well as those who would envision using . . . weapons of mass destruction, must understand that they would lay themselves open to a firm and fitting response on our part,” Chirac said during a visit to a nuclear submarine base in Brittany. “This response could be a conventional one. It could also be of a different kind.”|
So does this mean that his tactical strike will be on the Paris suburbs? Because that’s where the armaments very likely are stored even as he bloviates.
Don’t forget, France is Target Number One for the Algerian terrorists. They make our feelings for France look positively warm:
|In September 2005, the same month that the GSPC named France its “enemy number one,” authorities rounded up several members of the group who were allegedly planning attacks on the Paris metro, Orly airport, and the French intelligence headquarters.|
Can you say “Algerian Salafist Group for Call and Combat”?* If you’re French, you might try using your cathedrals to start a campaign for a “French Catholic Group for Call and Prayer” because the nuclear terrorists have come ashore long ago, Chirac’s bluster notwithstanding.
Fall on your knees, France. You did it for Saddam, so you already have calluses in the right places. It’s the knack for folding your hands and closing your eyes which your people have forgotten.
Prayer may not cure what ails you but it’s a good start. Besides, it gives you something to do while you wait for the Algerian Armageddon that GSPC has planned just for you.
Besides, fervent prayer has this additional advantage: not only is it not radioactive, it has more efficacy than Chirac’s bluster.
See here for Dan Darling’s “Who Are These Guys?“