It's Time to Fix Music.

On Sunday (15/11/15) evening I went to the pub for dinner with my father and brother.

You may have been tipped off to this by France's decision to let off fireworks amongst mourners gathered in Paris' Place de Republique. Although this caused a degree of panic amongst the crowd I took it as a sign that although alert the French security establishment is far from shaken to its core.

This dinner date was actually meant to take place last weekend. Unfortunately it was cancelled at the last minute due to my brother being dispatched to Lisbon, Portugal to host some political debate/think tank event.

Obviously with all three of us being somewhat interested in politics and due to my brother's jet-setting lifestyle the Paris Massacres did come up in converstation. In fact one of my first reactions to hearing the news was to check which European capital my brother was in at the time.

It turns out he'd been in London, UK but just that morning he'd been speaking to one of his work friends who lives in Paris. Apparently his French wife was utterly furious with him because that morning he'd taken their 6 year old son for his usual Sunday morning stroll to the cafe in complete defiance of all the curfew orders. This guy is originally from Belfast, Northern Ireland.

When it comes to terrorising people from Belfast the bar's been set pretty high.

The other thing that hit home was that all three of us have been the guy whose minimum wage job it was to stop any suicide bombers breaching the stadium perimeter.

This sort of led onto a conversation about the plan to try and get English football fans to sing the French National Anthem - "La Marseillaise" - at tonight's friendly against France. After all English football fans aren't exactly famous for being multi-lingual nor particularly respectful of other people's cultures.

In fact I would go so far as to suggest that this was an idea dreamt up by and English Rugby fan.

As conversations in pubs tend to do this soon morphed into a discussion about another song - "The Fields of Athenry."

This is the unofficial anthem of Irish rugby fans and sometimes football fans. Curiously it was sung almost constantly throughout France's Rugby World Cup quarter-final against New Zealand - something that I think still counts as the worst massacre France has been through this year.

The Fields of Athenry is actually is actually a very strong protest song about the occupation of Ireland by the Scottish King. It makes particular reference to the way that famine was used as a mechanism for ethnic cleansing.

Rugby fans get away with singing it because all their love is on the wingers such as Sexton, Lomu or Habana. It's often heart breaking to see them cut down by chop tackles. The British police are less keen on football fans singing it.

If you understand the lyrics La Marseillaise is also quite a full blooded song. Most of it is about slitting the throats of the aristocracy and using their impure (blue) blood to water the fields of the working class.

Unfortunately when the traitors of Le Pen's National Front (FN) start singing it aggressively in response to an Islamist terror attack it can take on a much more sinister tone.

I thought the cultural differences between football fans and rugby fans was rather a safe topic of conversation at a G20 Summit that was looking like an extremely bad idea long before this latest round of attacks.

As for Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama's constant attempts to drown out the horror of their foreign policy with relentless racist chuntering. Well my contempt for them is both genuine and heartfelt.

After all the slogan "Black Lives Matter" has never sounded so empty as when you're looking at photographs of the April 2nd 2015 (2/4/15) attacks in Garissa, Kenya.

I actually think that anyone who is prepared to be in the same room as either Obama or Clinton needs to ask some very serious questions of themselves.

17:00 on 17/11/15 (UK date).