Democratic party is a religion confirmed
Fête Nationale / St Jean-Baptiste
There are over 2 million Franco Americans in New England alone. And yet, I seem to be one of the few who remembers our history, nevermind our language. This is not an indictment, we've had to adapt to survive and avoid persecution.
But still we're allowed to be proud, we're allowed to be seen, and I'd love to live long enough to see our diaspora celebrate our roots and our present on both sides of the border
Et bien sûr, vive le Québec libre
You live in a decaying empire on a planet with finite resources and a collapsing environment. You're focusing on the forest, they're focusing on the trees, and it's all so nobody has to notice that it's all on fire.
You are facing a great stone cube and a great stone sphere both of equal weight. Moving either of them will open a door freeing you from a tomb. Which do you push?
"Everybody who doesn't obey the party is a foreign threat" just doesn't hit the way you think it does, bud.
New Hampshire legalized genital checks for participating in children's sports and regulated morality in the doctor's office. As a proud denizen of the Green Mountains, fuck you Whites. This is a dark, perverted path you're walking. I'll be damned before I let my kids go to school where they're forced to pull up their skirts to play soccer
Who says the American dream is dead?!
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French was my father's first language so even though we were an English-first home, I had an excellent study buddy when I started studying French in middle and highschool. I was nearly proficient by age 18 but lost it once life took over. Fast forward 20 years and I wanted to make sure my child had the opportunity to speak with her pépère in his native language.
So I spent 6 months mainlining Learn French and specifically Québec TikTok and fought like hell to rewire those old, decrepit neural pathways. You can get access to an incredible wealth of native content in manageable bites all tagged and categorized for free
Ça marche!
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Maybe it has something to do with the constant existential threat?
A monster from the woods kept massacring farmers' livestock so the Governor led an expedition to kill it. He was so thoroughly terrified by the experience that he ran out of the forest. The monster was never found.
So - means wicked feckin', bro
La - what the pigs say is so
Tea - that Pahty in the Bay
And it brings us back to Dough!