It’s true what they say about the French: They’re rude, arrogant, cynical and stressed out of their berets. That being said, however, let’s keep in mind that no one’s perfect, really and that those who do veer close to perfection make for quite boring company. In fact, this goes to show that we should be thankful for the French and their flaws. Thank you. Thank you for being so far from perfect. Thank you, Gainsbourg. Your unmatchable arrogance and excessive personality have made of you one of the biggest French names of our time. Cheers to your obsession with love, women and sex and to your appetite for life. We should thank you for your addiction to alcohol and nicotine, your incessant nagging and difficult character; for every ridiculous word you ever dared say out loud and every public scandal you so easily brushed off; for your provocative nature and unidentifiable attitude, your “too-honest-for-your-own-good” candidness; for your madness; for your nerve.
