Vive la liberté!

Today being Bastille Day, seems like having something French for our earworm would be appropriate.

In the past, I’ve given you the iconic sequence in Casablanca where the French patrons of Rick’s Café Américain where the non-Nazis drown out Major Strasser’s team (singing “Die Wacht am Rhein”) with “La Marseillaise”. But today I’m going with a different icon.

Here’s Edith Piaf owning “Non, Je ne regrette rien”. 

And I’m dedicating it to the sister of a friend, who has just been granted her freedom from her philandering husband after 15 years of marriage. It's amazing how absolutely fabulous you look when you drop 170 lbs of a bag of dicks that does nothing but drag you down.

I’m looking forward to her next book, chronicling her own personal 50 ways to leave your lover.