Sarkozy the Liar

Not only does Sarkozy come out with the most blatant piece of historical oneupmanship at the Berlin celebrations of Nov 9, when he tries to echo the famous Kennedy utterance: "Ich bin ein Berliner" with his own "Wir sind Berlin" (neither of which the Germans would have said, the first notoriously translating as "I am a doughnut", and the second being pure invention, since the famous chant was "Wir sind das Volk" ("We are the people"); the cocky littly upstart also claims to have been there in the madding throng on that auspicious evening.
I can demonstrate that this has to be complete bollocks.
I was living in Germany then, in Hamburg to be precise, and, like the death of Lennon or the attack on the World Trade Center, moments like this are etched in the memory.
I was sitting to watch the news at home, waiting to go out and see the Pogues in concert. The German evening news begins at 8pm and finishes at 8.15, and I remember distinctly the look of surprise on the (female) newsreader's face when it comes in over her earphones, just before the end of the broadcast, that there was a breach in the wall and that the Easterners were flooding through.
So even if you lived in Germany, you had no idea what was coming, no idea of how the night might have progressed (repression? bloodshed?) and a cat-in-hell's chance of organizing your travel arrangements to get over to the city.
So what of the likelihood of some ambitious French would-be politician just beaming down to enjoy the thrill of it all, apparently accompanied by today's Mayor of Bordeaux, Alain Juppé??
Give us a break, you duplicitous toe-rag.

Photo of me sporting unfortunate moustache, hammering away at the wall alongside all the other "Mauerspechte" ("Wall-peckers")