FHC’s resurrected blog : Is FHC a sciolist, a bottom feeder or both ?

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Aatombomb
Because Fagat kicked him out
Ambuscading
Because of la Perfide Albion
Dcist
Because.
FAGAT Guide
Because it is viviblurry for grown-ups living in NYC.
Faggoty-Ass-Faggot
Because that's just what we needed.
Frenchbenj
Because he is just charming !
Our Bourgeois Nerd
Because we believe the bourgeois media.
The Malcontent
Because "I probably..." is too rude.
Towleroad
Because it is the reference.
Vividblurry
Because he is back !!!

Is FHC a sciolist, a bottom feeder or both ?

While in New York we suffered from a terrible cold wave totally unexpected. LL and I being very fragile and delicate creatures, whose gender is now and then not clear, we stayed home and agonizingly watched a third of the Dolce Vita as well a fourth of Barry Lyndon. I got tired twice of pretending to enjoy these monuments of Cinema culture. It actually constituted my latest desperate attempt to make of us an intellectual/philosopher/poet New Yorkee couple. As soon as I step in that city I identify with Woody Allen and regret my own intellectual laziness and my lack of taste for anything which requires a little capacity to reflect or contemplate. After all, the latest book I attempted to read, “A million little pieces”, I cowardly abandoned after hardly 30 pages under the fallacious excuse that the book was untrue. And today, while we were brunching with Fagat and KMZ, I caught myself quoting about four times the latest issue of Vanity Fair. My ancestors included a handful of writers, semi-public figures and collaborationists and I was always under the (false) impression that all gays were expected to be intellectuals (Oscar Wilde, Mathew Rush, Jean Cocteau, Truman Capote, Da Vinci Code and Sean Hayes to only name a few). It is painful for me to admit that I cannot stand to my sexual and familial heritage: not only do I date half a jew but I consider that Brokeback Mountain is an intellectual movie, found Syriana to be “awfully complex”, and the only reason my blog is semi-correctly spelt is because of Word automatic spellcheck. My only satisfaction is that, when I wear glasses, I can give the appearance of intellectualism for a mere 10 minutes and that my lack of knowledge is often hidden by my foreign status. I am not chic but I am a snob, I am not an intellectual but I am a poser. Get your hands off me !

I am now on my way to JFK airport to board a plane which will eventually take me to an unnamed place where a famous automobile race is expected to end tomorrow. I will do my best to keep you updated on my interesting endeavors and sexual experiences with locals as much as this country infrastructure allows me to (which might very well be not at all). This does not mean in anyway that I have stopped to love you and hope you will find the strength to wait for my return. For the FHC himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of ...

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