This is old news, but the disgusting scene here is a band of French Line Dancers enjoying themselves in Paris. Before you know it they'll be adopting dance hall names like Enfant Samples, Roi Clarque and Bucque Henri, shrieking "Hey Gran-Pere, what's for supper!"Then some subversive wag will yell back: "Cognac Shrimp en Beurre blanc sauce, Coquilles Saint-Jacques, peas with black eyes, bread of corn and Lone Star Beer!" This Reign of Terror must be killed in les cradle! The wild, decadent marotte le Americain has to be regulated!
Now Country and Western has become so big in France that the country's bureaucrats have decided to bring the craze under state control.
The French administration has moved to create an official country dancing
diploma as part of a drive to regulate the fad. Authorized instructors who have been on publically funded training courses will be put in charge of line dancing lessons and
balls.
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