I kind of love France. There is something about that country that is just slightly funny. I can’t put my finger on it. I don’t love France the way I love Iceland, but nevertheless, it is pretty funny. These days, the French have a new first lady. And not just any first lady:

She gets books like this written about her. Even those in the reading public who know no French can tell that Ms. Bruni, I mean Bruni-Sarkozy isn’t going to be fronting any literacy campaigns any time soon.

Here is a couple of shots of her for those of you who don’t keep up with the love lives of French presidents, past and present:

Take my word for it — the love lives of French presidents past and present are really worthwhile to keep up with. Well, so is the one of Ms. Bruni. This woman has been with quite a few major rock stars and has a child by the son of a philosopher whose father she also had an affair with. The son was married to the daughter of a major French philosopher. She later penned a book about it where she referred to Mrs. Bruni as a female terminator with the eyes of a killer. Ouch, but Mrs. Bruni, took it all in stride saying that it was better that than an old bag. She’s also said she tries monogamy every once in a while.

Mr. Sarkozy said he didn’t want to keep his love life a secret, like past French presidents and he had quite the history to build from. Mr. Chirac just wrote a book detailing his multiple extra-marital affairs. Francoise Mitterand had his mistress and his illegitimate daughter at his funeral. Not to mention the French president who passed on while, um, entertaining a lady friend. A lady friend who was a prostitute.

Remember the good old days in America when all we had to worry about was our president and his problem of keeping it in the pants?

Viva La France!