| Survey Time! |
[Jan. 31st, 2008|06:16 pm] |
YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine... You're on my list, so I want to know you better!
BE HONEST! COPY FROM HERE THEN SEND DIRECTLY TO ME IN A COMMENT THEN, REPOST THE EMPTY QUESTIONS.
1) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
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2) What was your dream growing up?
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3) What talent do you wish you had?
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4) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
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5) Favorite vegetable?
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6) What was the last book you read?
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7) What zodiac sign are you?
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8) Any tattoos and/or piercings? Explain where.
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9) Worst habit?
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10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
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11) What is your favorite sport?
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12) Do you have a negative or optimistic attitude?
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13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
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14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
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15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
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16) Do you have any pets?
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17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
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18) What was your first impression of me? (hmmm...careful!)
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19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
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20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
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21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
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22) What color eyes do you have?
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23) Ever been arrested?
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24) Bottle or can soda?
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25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
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27) What's your favorite place to hang at?
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28) Do you believe in ghosts?
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29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
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30) Do you swear a lot?
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31) Biggest pet peeve?
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32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
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33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
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35) Do you believe in God?
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36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
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| OMG I am married |
[Nov. 5th, 2007|12:42 pm] |
Wow, so that happened really, really fast, but everything was about as perfect as it could be. I am going to post a full recap later, but until then, some pictures to tide you over.
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| Gearing up for tomorrow... |
[Oct. 3rd, 2007|07:56 pm] |
Which Supernatural character are you?
You're Sam! Smart, kind, and all-around good guy. You care about people and you always try to do the right thing. But there's more to you than meets the eye -- if someone gets on your bad side, they better watch out.
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| Computer generated funny resolutions make the baby go blind |
[Jan. 5th, 2007|12:12 pm] |
In 2007,  pellee resolves to... Connect with my inner chocolate. Stop drinking with samcarterjr. Put fifty foreign affairs a month into my savings account. Volunteer to spend time with sports. Eat more united nations. Get back in contact with some old parties. |
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| Here here Kronk! |
[Sep. 22nd, 2006|02:55 pm] |
Leaving Unjustified
Seriously, we went through the DAVIE years! These kids know nothing of sticking up for your team through a loss! |
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| Whoa, the story of my baseball life |
[Aug. 18th, 2006|11:10 am] |
I read this today and finally I realized that someone had plotted out the story of the state of Connecticut in regards to baseball:
Where Do Rivals Draw the Line?
Finally someone knows my pain! Now maybe people will stop thinking I am a Red Sox fan. Especially awesome is the map that tells you where your allegiance should lie. Plan accordingly. |
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[Oct. 18th, 2005|12:10 pm] |
 | | The Wild Rose
Random Brutal Love Dreamer (RBLDf)
shmolorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.
Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.
You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective.
Your exact opposite:
The Dirty Little Secret
Deliberate Gentle Sex Master
| The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.
"You're never truly single as long as you have yourself."
ALWAYS AVOID: The Bachelor
CONSIDER: The Vapor Trail. |
Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.
My profile name: pellee |
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[Sep. 27th, 2005|02:14 pm] |
Holy crap
I would like to think that had they known about Tom's article. |
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| Car!! |
[Jul. 21st, 2005|11:09 pm] |
I, the queen of non-driving, not only can drive (and serviceably) but today, PURCHASED A CAR. I am super excited. |
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| Two Days Off |
[Feb. 18th, 2005|11:00 am] |
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Two days off that I really deserve after a week straight in retail hell. I am slowly cleaning my place, and I am about to head out and run some errands, including the long needed haircut (My last one was in October). Going back to short again, even though my hair isn't even that long. Bank run, Crate and Barrel and groceries before that. Drinking with the Fotop later. Good lazy days. |
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| New Year's Resolutions |
[Dec. 26th, 2004|10:12 pm] |
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I have decided to make it my New Year's Resolution to begin posting in here again. I had stopped for so long, mostly because there as been almost nothing to report for so long, but I think it is time I began anew. Post about what I plan on doing with my life, about the search for a new job, and all the other things I haven't told anyone about in a long time. |
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[Sep. 28th, 2004|10:05 am] |
And as if you couldn't already tell, my internet is working again. Now if only I could get my TV to work again. |
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| Birthday Gras |
[Sep. 28th, 2004|09:19 am] |
Tomorrow is the birthday, indeed. Yesterday evening Jack and I went to Trattoria No. 10 for some good food and wine. I had forgotten how nice it is to go to a really nice restaurant and be able to have an intelligent conversation about something other than Notre Dame football. However, this morning, the halibut that I had the night before has decided to make me sick, and that is less than pleasant.
What is the 23rd birthday, as Fotop might say? I can vote and drink, so the only milestone left is being able to rent a car, and as history has taught me, I was able to get around that restriction pretty well (or at least Budget let me for some extra money) so I am out of the years where people say no to you. Now there is nothing left really until the 30th birthday, which is declining more and more in meaning. It is almost sad that after a certain age, it really doesn't matter how old you are.
I am looking forward to the football game this weekend. I know that I will only be in town for the game itself and that I need to head back to Chicago that same night so that I can be at work in the morning, but still, it should be nice to see my family. |
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| The big move |
[Sep. 8th, 2004|11:03 am] |
So I am finally moved in. I haven't reassembled any furniture, or refolded any of my clothes, and things are kind of messy and disorganized, but I am here and it is great. No cable, no food, no pots and pans, but I am here and it is a hundred times better than living with another person. I really do think I am the kind of person who has to live on their own, I like to have things my own way. The apartment is great and it looks so good (but better once I get around to/can afford to decorate) and the neighborhood is nice. I love it already.
The move itself was a hassle consisting of UHaul losing my reservation and me scrambling for five hours to find a van or anything that could be used to transport something from apartment a to apartment b before finally finding a cargo van. The moved was completed by 9 that night, and frosty cold margaritas and Mexican food were the follow up. Unpacking did not begin til days later and is still not complete. I will post pictures when I finally spruce the place up enough to my embarass myself. |
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| This is very true |
[Aug. 14th, 2004|12:05 am] |
You Know You're From Connecticut When... |
You have hiked up a big hill or small mountain at least once for a keg party.
You never went to a bar in high school.
You thought that the only highways were 91 and 84.
You thought everyone couldn't buy beer after 8 pm
You actually thought that Hartford was big
You or someone you know has attended UCONN
You drive a JETTA
You still think that the Whalers are cool.
You have been to Misquamicut and to that little hot dog place.
There is a farm within miles of your house
You thought bars were really for people over 21
Your high school thanksgiving football game was the highlight of your school year.
You don't have an accent when you talk
You have known at least 2 preppy rich kids from Fairfield who listen to Phish.
You love Hilton Kaderli and your mom cried when he retired.
UConn basketball rules and no one can tell you different
You have deer in your backyard.
You didn't drink or do drugs until 10th grade.
You still don't understand why people say that Connecticut is the richest state.....
Your best friend went to Central, Western, Eastern and finally Manchester Community College.
Your mom works at Travelers and your dad works at Pratt and Whitney.
You have been drunk at the Meadows and don't remember the concert.
You go to Riverside at least once a summer
Your parents actually care about the Governor, the Patriots coming to Hartford, the lights at Christmas in Hartford & Channel 3 news.
You have a UCONN flag outside of your house year round
You think New Jersey was a toxic waste dump
You hang out at Denny's
You've partied at bonfires
You have at least one friend with a pickup
You think everyone works tobacco in the summer
You think Old Lyme is a shore town
You've been to Cape Cod
You think the Connecticut River is endless
The town diner is the only place open after midnight.
You have at least 4 friends who drive Jeep Grand Cherokees
You root for all the New York sports teams
If anybody asks, you're from just outside of New York.
You've never looked at a public bus schedule
You have both girlfriends and guyfriends with the same name as you.
You go to the diner late night to post party.
You think New Haven is the worst ghetto you've ever seen
You can proudly tell an outsider about Nutmeg.
You weekend either on the Cape or Rhode Island at a summer home
You have said... " I'm in a good location... Between both Boston and New York."
You can carry on a conversation about Mike Liut, Torrie Robertson, and the Brass Bonanza.
You have to explain Cow Tipping to people from out of state.
When you go to a real city, you sincerely feel bad for every poor / homeless person you see.
You get pissed at anyone who doesn't know how to drive in the snow.
You can name all the members of the UCONN men's and women's basketball teams.
You still can't find your way in Hartford (except for that bar area near Union Station.)
You hold the door open for someone and they don't say "Thank You."
You own a golden or a lab (used to...)
You own real Oakley's
You only know Westbrook and Clinton because they have good outlets
You don't think you're a yuppie, but the rest of the country does
You only ski in Vermont or out West
Your mother is the head of the PTA
There is absolutely nothing to do in the winter
You live twenty minutes form either an Abercrombie & Fitch, J. Crew, or GAP.
You sail, or know someone who does.
You don't understand why everyone else has not been to Europe.
You can't get through the week with out a Coffee Coolata
Your family owns more cars than legal drivers
School attire is a North Face fleece jacket, a North Face Fleece or L.L. Bean back pack, a plaid shirt, khakis, and Doc Martins.
Summer footwear is either Reefs or Birks
You carry your keys on a carabineer, but you don't know how to rock climb.
You feel for the homeless, but are not willing to give up the golf course land to develop a homeless shelter.
As a child you took horseback riding, golfing, tennis and swimming lessons.
You grew up wanting to be a lifeguard
You own every DMB CD
The state is so small you know where all the speed traps are
You can't understand why people don't understand what your talking about when you refer to a "package" store
You went to prep school even though your public schools are awesome
People actually wear sweaters around their necks
You've never taken public transportation
You know of at least one person who's house was totally trashed after a huge party
Your mom drives a Volvo wagon
You have at least one friend whose house was built in the 1800's
You live in a huge colonial
You know at LEAST one person who has been pulled over and found to have weed in their car
The only overcrowding is of deer in your backyard
Your house would cost half as much in any other state
Your wardrobe contains at least three pairs of cords and five wool sweaters
Half of your friends are from another town because yours is so small
At least one of your friends has a sick house right on the water
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Connecticut.
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[Jun. 10th, 2004|04:44 pm] |
Yang2Gui3Zi: Ray Charles just died.
Yang2Gui3Zi: Wanna bet he gets more press coverage than Reagan?
PeleGirl29: no
PeleGirl29: he wont
PeleGirl29: besides Reagan died nearly a week ago
Yang2Gui3Zi: Are you sure?
Yang2Gui3Zi: He'll bring both Republicans and Democrats and Ted Rall together, whereas Reagan didn't.
PeleGirl29: I guess
PeleGirl29: still, enough with the Reagan
PeleGirl29: we get it, he is dead, get over it
Yang2Gui3Zi: But first we need to put him on the $10 and $20 bill.
Yang2Gui3Zi: Hell, let's invent a new bill for him!
Yang2Gui3Zi: The $12.00!
PeleGirl29: hahahha
Yang2Gui3Zi: We could call it the Gipper.
PeleGirl29: HA
PeleGirl29: you need to expose that idea to the world
Yang2Gui3Zi: And little kids everywhere can ask their parents "do you got a gipper, i want to go to the movies?" |
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| The Search for Stars Hollow |
[Jun. 9th, 2004|10:25 am] |
Everyone knows that I am fairly obsessed with Gilmore Girls, partially because it reminds me of home and actually caused an hour long sensation of incredible homesickness for me whenever I watch it (a feeling I can have whenever I want thanks to the DVDs), but I found this article which talks about where the mythical Stars Hollow is. I always assumed that Stars Hollow was in Litchfield County, probably tucked in with Washington, New Milford, Avon, Kent and all the other random little towns that my favorite place on Earth is home to, but apparently, the mood and not the location is based on Litchfield--the location is an impossibility.
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So here is a toast to all the things that make Litchfield County great: Candlewood Lake, the Mayflower Inn, The Litchfield Green, Kent Falls, riding the back roads all over creation, the fall, cows next to your high school, the fact that the chicken population is higher than the human one, genuine colonial houses, walking paths that people have tread for three hundred years, having our own flag, the Bridgewater Country Fair, road races all summer, Duck Races, and everything else. |
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| Memorial Day Parties |
[Jun. 1st, 2004|01:14 pm] |
Yesterday was a day of festivities. First, I went to Fogo De Chao with Wendy, Anthony, Bridie and some other people and gorged on various salted meats. Gorged is an understatement. I don't think I have ever eaten so many delicious delicious meats on one sitting. Fogo de Chao is a Brazilian restaurant where gauchos walk around serving you as much delicious cooked meats as possible in whatever way you want them served. I probably ate more than a pound of meat in the two hours that we were at the restaurant, and I think I ate the least amount of meat the whole time we were there. Wendy was slightly flirty with all the handsome gauchos, as there was no one of them that wasn't ridiculously attractive, even in the weird pants that they had to wear. Or it could have been because they were serving us meats, whichever one is true.
Afterwards, I took the train up to Belmont to do a little shopping. I looked in Linens n' Things for a new blanket and couldn't find one that I like that would fit my new bed. Then I headed down to DSW and looked for some shoes. I oddly enough ran into Roni and Steve from Road Rules which was truly bizarre. They were sitting on a bench near the register and were making fun of the purchases of everyone that went by. They didn't seem to be rather nice people, not that I could stop myself from thinking that some of the shoes that people were trying on where truly heinous, but a) I make no illusions about being a sarcastic, if not mean, person sometimes, and b) I don't generally say things like that really really loudly within earshot of the complete strangers I am making fun of. Just saying. I bought a pair of really cute flats, but there are like 12 other pairs of shoes that I was really into and I have to think about overnight. One can never have enough shoes.
I then went home to eat some ramen (ie NOT meat, as my stomach was still ready to explode from the various Brazilian barbeques)and watch some back to back episodes of the OC. Melissa was heading out on a date after having bought a really really cute but probably too expensive outfit for it. I then ended up getting a phone call from Matt DeFour about a party he was throwing, cleaned myself up and headed to Evanston for the festivities, which included Hiral's original martini drinks and light conversation. One of Matt's friends, Matty, had the best attitude of anyone I have ever met. He was totally chill and had this really amazing optimistic personality. We talked for a while about how shitty the job market etc is, but he was totally like, "Everything will be fine, we are all still young and there is nothing that says that life ends at 22 if you are unemployed" which made me feel so much better about my whole insecurities regarding having a job that I don't really like anymore. I ended up leaving at midnight to catch the train back home again.
This is where the real drama begins. I take the Purple Line, transfer to the Red and go all the way down to Belmont. This trip already takes an hour, so when I get to Belmont is something like 12:50 am. I go to transfer to the Brown line, and all of a sudden the train is going in the wrong direction and is heading off toward Kimball. There are a bunch of other people in the car with me who have no idea what is going on, so we all get off the train at Southport and decide to wait for the next Brown line train heading to the Loop to come by.
Twenty, thirty, forty minutes, no train. One girl asks where the train is and is told that there is one scheduled to arrive in ten minutes. I go back down and tell him that we have been on the platform for 45 minutes and no trains have come by and three trains were, according to the schedule, supposed to come by and haven't. Security Guy calls office, finds out that the Brown Line shut down without informing anyone. Everyone gets pissy and leaves. I end up taking a cab home and getting in (after being scolding by a hilarious Indian cab driver who said I should never take the train again) at 2 am. 2 in the fricking morning. I am so angry that I plan on calling the Brown Line office and yell at Ms. Nancy Lopez, who is in charge of the line (as I know from my previous debaucle involving the eating of my fare card) a whole hell of a lot. |
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| I Heart The Container Store |
[May. 30th, 2004|10:54 pm] |
This has been a rather uneventful Memorial Day Weekend so far, as I have done nothing but watch movies and organize. I seriously think that I have spent way way too much money at the Container Store in the last year, but it is such a nice place and it totally caters to my every obsessive compulsive whim. I know that I am about five time more organized than I actually need to be, which is about three times as organized as the average person believes is necessary, but I can't stop myself from buying items to organize my stuff, even tahe stuff that is already organized.
In other news, Jack is back from Italy! I am so excited that I can go back to talking to him everyday, and I feel so much better knowing that I can talk to him if I absolutely have to. I don't like it when people I know in general suddenly become incommunicado; for example, my parents, who I only call every once and a while, went to Ireland and all of a sudden I felt the urge to want to call them like five times in that week. It is sort of like wanting what you can't have. I am disappointed that he didn't bring anything back for his pampered girlfriend. He didn't even mail a postcard. I believe that he definitely violated some section of the Boyfriend Code that says "Thou shalt buy thy girlfriend presents while traveling abroad."
Watching The Return of the King and must say that I am less impressed this viewing around than the first one, and I wasn't even that impressed then. This is definitely a franchise that lost some steam as it went into its final chapter. |
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| Feminist Quote of the Day |
[May. 30th, 2004|10:53 pm] |
"A natural response is to change the word feminist to a word with fewer stigmas attached. But inevitably the same thing will happen to that magical word. Part of the radical connotation of feminism is not due to the word, but to the action. The act of a woman standing up for herself is radical, whether she calls herself a feminist or not."
Paula Kamen |
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| Voting Machines Might Be Flawed |
[May. 29th, 2004|11:25 pm] |
Voting Machines Lack Transparency
The rumblings regarding the flaws in voting machines, particularly Diebold's machines, have been increasing as the election draws nearer. For more information on the flaws in the voting machines, the lack of verification and the potential bias of said machines, Vanity Fair had a fascinating article in their March addition regarding the investigation of one woman into the Diebold election machines and their FTP server in regards to potential security problems for the upcoming election. While the article borders on veritable Republican conspiracy mongering, it does make some interesting points about potential problems which have been increasingly appearing in mainstream media sources ever since. |
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| Oxford Dictionary of Politics Definition of the Day: Gaullism |
[May. 28th, 2004|02:40 pm] |
Gaullism:
French political movement, originally associated with Charles de Gaulle and the wartime Resistance. It subsequently provided a base for his opposition to the Fourth Republic, with his insistence that only a strong executive presidency could defend French sovereignty and national independence, guarantee consensus and social cohesion, and promote rapid modernization. There have been numerous Gallist parties, mirroring de Gaulle's long political career, from his opposition of the Fourth Republic to his defeat of the 1969 referendum, his subsequent retirement, and his death in 1970. A strong pragmatic and flexible movement, with little in the way of ideology, Gaullism has undergone further change under the General's sucessors. The post-war Rally of the French Party (RFP), with its militant nationlist and anti-regime views, contrasted with the accommodating conservatism of George Pompidou's Union for the Defence of the Republic (UDR), although there were some similarities with stridently populist Jacques Chirac's Rally for the Republic (RPR).
In spite of not having elected a President between 1974 and 1995, the Gaullist are the only disciplined, mass based organization on the right. Defeated in 1981, the right regained their majority in the legislature in 1986, with the Gaullists providing the leadership for the new government. Its programme underlined the extent to which Chirac, Prime Minister from 1986 to 1988, had departed from Gaullist orthodoxy by embracing economic liberalism, privitization of the state sector, rejecting interventionism and central planning, and advocating closer European integration and the single market. As Prime Minister he also questioned the powers of the Presidency even in the arenas of defence and foreign affairs. After the brief experimentation in cohabitation Chirac failed to secure the Presidency for the Gaullists in 1988, but succeeded in 1995. |
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