I don't have a serious problem with the French. I don't, for instance, insist on calling them Freedom Fries. I do, however, enjoy poking fun at their 20th century philosophers (i.e. Foucault, Deleuze, et al.).
I must be fair, though. The French have given me something that makes my life complete: good coffee.If you don't know about the french press then you need to.
It has nothing to do with journalism or wrestling moves. We're talking coffee - good coffee. The secret of the french press is that the coffee grounds are in direct contact with the water, no filter soaking up the delicious oils. The grounds are kept at the bottom by the ingenious wire meshing. Lavoisier and Pascal would be proud.