Vile. Literally a minor unsympathetic character in a novel I'm writing.
What, really? I'd love to read that.
It's hard to explain without several hundred pages of context but basically a fictional Italian politician who's been (semi-mendaciously) presenting herself as a sort of quasi-Gaullist integralist comes to power, invites him and a bunch of other far-right figures (Diana Mitford being the only other one named) to a dinner party, and proposes a toast that combines (I hope) the best aspects of Khrushchev's Secret Speech and O-Ren Ishii's speech in
Kill Bill.
Also, Traditionalism > parochialism.
I don't know how to take this sentence.