I read today in the French press that Hollande's former partner, Ségolène Royal (mother of his four children whom he dumped for his current -- well, PERHAPS she's still the "current" -- partner Valérie Trierweiler) has gone to visit Valérie in the hospital. If you have been living in Timbuktu, you may not have heard of the recent scandal where Hollande has been caught sneaking off on a SCOOTER to meet a new lady-friend, French actress and film producer Julie Gayet, in a secret apartment loaned to Hollande (and several past presidents for decades, and for the same purpose). Valérie has been in the hospital since the scandal broke -- claims are it's to treat the extreme stress and that there has been no suicide attempt, but who really knows?
I don't really care much about politics and I certainly don't lose sleep at night over the love life of the French President or ANY world leader (or anyone else, for that matter). But, oh, François, your jilted women are meeting together? You should be afraid. Be VERY afraid. These two women are not exactly best friends -- I'm pretty certain they detest each other -- but never underestimate the power and rage of a woman when her rich and powerful man has decided to "trade up".
They are up to something, these two.
The news story claims that Hollande himself asked Ségo to act as an "intermediary" in the situation and to make Valérie accept the "rupture" in their relationship (recent reports now claim the First Couple has not really been entirely a couple for a very long time anyway). But if I were Hollande I wouldn't have put those two women in a room together; it could backfire spectacularly.
Did you ever see The First Wives' Club, with Goldie Hawn, Bette Midler and Diane Keaton, in which three women who are jilted when their husbands leave them for younger, hotter women (Sarah Jessica Parker being one of them - my God that woman is skinny)? After a fourth friend jumps off the terrace of her penthouse apartment when HER husband does the same thing, the three band together to get revenge against their exes, and they succeed in spectacular fashion, even doing some good for other disenfranchised women in the process.
All this talk about Valérie wanting the President to "clarify her status as First Lady" is, frankly, bullshit. Clarify WHAT? He's a DOG, as are many men in positions of power who behave badly in their personal lives because they know they can get away with it. If she were smart, she'd clarify his sorry ass right to the curb, and move the hell on with her life instead of languishing in some hospital room. Perhaps that's what Ségolène has advised her to do: get what she can out of it for herself and move along. And really -- what's so special about HIM, anyway, when some have dubbed him President Flanby? Why waste her tears on a guy who clearly doesn't appreciate her? She may not be the First Wife, but she has been the First Lady.
As Ivana said: "Ladies... don't get mad. Get EVERYTHING."