With the election of a Socialist, Francois Hollande, as president of France, successful French men and women no doubt are pondering their next step. Perhaps they are casting their gaze to the southeast, to the friendly Alpine confines of Switzerland. There, surely, their creativity will be appreciated, their success celebrated—and their wealth preserved. Or perhaps they’re thinking of crossing the Rhine, where their old foes would welcome them with open arms.
Not so fast, mon ami! There is a far, far better place for aspiring French exiles, and that place is, yes, la pomme grande.

Here in New York City, we welcome smart successful people seeking to escape the clutches of Big Government’s redistributors. Why, our own mayor had to flee the high taxes and oppressive regulations of the People’s Republic of Massachusetts in order to make his fortune, and see how we have rewarded him!

Let’s not forget, too, that New York not only appreciates entrepreneurs, but knows how to feed them as well—no small consideration for our prospective French neighbors. Where would the typical French person feel more at home, in Berlin, or in Bouley?

The choice seems clear. After all, a certain lady bearing a torch made the journey from France to New York a long time ago. That worked out pretty well, didn’t it?

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