French philosophers have no chest hair

So this man -- the French "philosopher" Bernard-Henri Levy, a self-styled Tocqueville cluelessly and hyperbolically revelling in stereotype and superficiality -- thinks he knows America?

Well, see Garrison Keillor's review of Levy's American Vertigo here. See also the interesting exchange at Slate between Alan Wolfe and Franklin Foer here.

At least Levy doesn't hate America. And at least some of what he writes about America is on the mark -- provocative, if not entirely satisfying.

If interested, you can find his book here (and other Amazons around the world).

But, as they say, caveat lector.