Quel creep

From Steyn's weekend column on the simply irresistible Dominique Strauss-Kahn and the culture of elite entitlement that enabled him:

Great men who are prone to Big Government invariably have Big Appetites, and you comely serving wenches who catch the benign sovereign’s eye or anything else he’s shooting your way should keep in mind the Big Picture. [. . .]

Whatever the head of the IMF did or didn’t do, the reaction of the French elites is most instructive. “We and the Americans do not belong to the same civilization,” sniffed Jean Daniel, editor of Le Nouvel Observateur, insisting that the police should have known that Strauss-Kahn was “not like other men” and wondering why “this chambermaid was regarded as worthy and beyond any suspicion.” Bernard-Henri Lévy, the open-shirted, hairy-chested Gallic intellectual who talked Sarkozy into talking Obama into launching the Libyan war, is furious at the lèse-majesté of this impertinent serving girl and the jackanapes of America’s “absurd” justice system, not to mention this ghastly “American judge who, by delivering him to the crowd of photo hounds, pretended to take him for a subject of justice like any other.”

Quel dommage. But America isn't France, grâce à Dieu. Read the rest, then read  Steyn's follow-up:

I wrote this weekend about DSK and related matters, but I gotta say The New York Post is hard to beat:

And I gotta say, he's right. The column by Larry Celona and Annie Karni heaps on the ridicule such a troll deserves:

"What a nice ass!" he barked to the attendant, using the lewd French expression "Quel beau cul!" as she prepared the business-class cabin for takeoff last Saturday.

The final act of lust capped a whirlwind weekend of attempted womanizing for the former front-runner of the 2012 French presidential election. 

With an emphasis on "former." If the charges are true, the paunchy, white-haired  socialist is much more satyr than Hyperion:

Hungry for any piece of meat he could lay his hands on, the frisky Frenchman first tried his seduction skills on a VIP receptionist who escorted him to his suite at the Sofitel hotel in Midtown Friday evening, law-enforcement sources said.

When he got to his room, the 62-year-old asked the "attractive" worker to join him for a glass of champagne after her shift -- an invite she described to authorities as "inappropriate," and which she rejected on the spot, the sources said.

"Great Seducer"? What a whopping misnomer; "rutting chimpanzee" seems to capture his MO better. The "frustrated lothario's" alleged sexual attack on the hotel maid made her sick to her stomach. Isn't it romantic?

Now he's under house arrest in an apartment somewhere in Manhattan. Supposedly, he's paying the $200,000 in monthly expenses himself, but who knows where the money will really come from. His current digs may or may not be up to his usual standards, but they sure beat Rikers, and he can get out at least once a week:

He is allowed to leave the apartment only to travel within Manhattan for court appearances, meetings with his lawyers, medical appointments and a weekly religious observance.

No comment.

DSK is denying the charges, but given his alleged history, perhaps he'll eventually declare himself an "addict" who just needs "treatment." I could easily see a judge using that as an excuse to give him a pass.


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