Trump’s Birthday Party

Americans love to hate the French.  We love reminding our champagne sipping, snail eating, pinky raised connoisseurs of haute couture and wedding cake architecture that it was American grit, blood, and sacrifice that liberated the European continent from the psychotic German war machine not once, but twice.  If not for us, our Gallic cousins would be eating cold bratwurst and drinking warm Gewurztraminer while listening to Wagner on state radio.  Mon dieu!
We also love to be loved by the French.  When French President Emanuel Macron cannily rolled out the rouge carpet for newly elected President Donald J. Trump, the leader of the free world swooned like an American colleg ...