Failing France, ToyBoy Macron Bitches About Criticism

Macron is a bad actor, not a leader. Protests took place in French cities today against the far-left after an Antifa mob killed 23-y-o Quentin Deranque in front of a Lyon university last week. The founder of the Antifa group that killed him is a Member of the French Parliament from Melenchon’s far-left LFI party. Thousands of French patriots stormed the central streets of Paris in the explosive “March for Frexit.” French patriots shouted: “Frexit is peace, Frexit is France!” “Macron, Ursula, Zelensky — give us our money back NOW!” France Summons U.S. Ambassador Kushner over Comments Condemning Alleged Antifa Killing MACRON: MELONI ‘SHOULD NOT COMMENT’ ON ANTIFA MURDERING CONSERVATIVE STUDENT QUENTIN DERANQUE Says the dude who constantly pokes his nose in other countries’ affairs. Hypocrite. He is not even a patch on Meloni. He doesn’t even come close. Macron responded to Giorgia Meloni after she described the killing of 23-year-old Quentin Deranque in Lyon as “a wound for the whole of Europe.” Macron said nationalist leaders are often quick to comment on events beyond their borders, adding: “If everyone minded their own business, things would be just fine.” As if wearing sunglasses during a speech wasn’t clown enough, Emmanuel Macron‘s symbolic pederast centerpiece in his presidential portrait speaks volumes and shows you the sick obsession these elite have with children. “It’s always been about the children.” Emmanuel Macron’s official presidential portrait, the original from June 29, 2017, which, has a book purposely staged in the portrait for all to see from a self-proclaimed pederast named André Gide. This is symbolism, this is how they show you who they are right in front of your face. Take a wild guess what he is trying to tell you? The book is called “Les Nourritures terrestres” (Fruits of the Earth) by André Gide. He was a Nobel Prize winner’s 1897 manifesto of hedonistic liberation, explicitly inspired by his “travels” to North Africa, where he documented seducing and paying for sex with boys as young as, 12 and 14. Gide didn’t hide it. In his journals, he bragged about these encounters as peak authenticity: “I gave myself to a little Arab boy of 12… It was a revelation.” He’d return to Tunisia and Algeria in the 1930s for more, treating child prostitution like a philosophical safari. But this, ladies and gentlemen, is the book that Macron and his team chose as the intellectual centerpiece and message to the world.