An englishman in Paris

dimanche, mai 06, 2007

The French election

Who's it to be then ? The Dispicable MidgetGuy or Ségo ... or the Dispicable MidgetGuy.

It all seems too obvious and too depressing to contemplate.

The election here has been nothing short of a simulacre, with a sham opposition candidate and a faux free press which had already 'annointed' Sarko as far back as easter last year.

It's just too little too late but in the métro stations for the last six weeks or so, slogans, stickers and anti-Sarko grafitti have been becoming the norm... a mise en bouche for more of what's to come, i think.

"Nicolas Sarkozy 2007-2012. We won't survive it and you won't either" actup

Since i've been living in France i've often heard that what's needed here is a french Margaret T******r "to sort things out" ... well, sometimes you should be careful of what you wish for n'est ce pas ?

Nobody in their right (!!) mind should be voting for the Dispicable MidgetGuy.

He is too dangerous and divisive for a country like France.

The french sheeple have all fallen for his bombastic speeches appealing to the lowest common denominator : fear of all things un french.

Fright and scare mongering.

Be afraid ... very afraid.

"Voting for Sarkosy gravely ruins democracy and the liberty of your entourage"


For months i've had a windmills-in-the-sky idea that i'd go to the Bastille or Place de la république and take in the scenes of joy.

Reminiscent of great sporting triumphs, memories of the 1998 world cup final come to mind : everybody was everyones friend, colour race and creed didn't mean anything, who cares which side of the tracks you come from ... we're all french.

I fear that the reality will be an altogether more chilling prospect.

There are news reports that squadrons of the despised CRS are taking up positions in the capital in preparation for what will be, in all liklihood, running street battles between opposing sides.

The ugly right wingers and the equally ugly racaille will very probably be slugging it out toe to toe from about eight thirty onwards tonight.



I hope, i really do, that against all the odds, french voters will see some sense and that Monsieur Sarkozy will lose.

These are the things running through my head as i type :

At what time will the first news flashes start euphemistically talking about 'trouble' ?

How many cars will burnt tonight in Clichy Sous-Bois, Seine St Denis or in Strasbourg ?

300 ? 400 ? 600 ? More than on a traditional New years eve ?

How many broken-in store fronts will i see on my way to work tomorrow ?

How many police officers will be injured ?

God forbid, will there be any dead ?

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