Thursday, November 8, 2007

Debate at Nanterre

Le Monde reports on the debate in the student assembly at Nanterre preceding the strike vote.

After reviewing the passions on display here, turn, for a soberingly cold shower, to the OpinionWay poll that has 69 percent of the French in favor of maintaining the push for reforms and even moving faster.

Poverty in France

Excellent data on poverty in France in this report from the Secours Catholique. In particular, the number of foreigners seeking assistance has been declining in recent years.

France and Europe

An interesting institutionalist perspective on the evolution of French preferences in regard to the European Union, by Nicolas Jabko. Thanks to Science Politique en ligne for the pointer.

Student Protests

Web sites related to the growing student protests in France can be found here, here, here (Jeunesses Communistes Révolutionnaires), and here. I still don't know very much about the Collectif Contre l'Autonomie des Universités. How did it get mobilized, with whom is it affiliated, who are the leaders, what rivalries among student groups are involved, are faculty groups associated with the students, are they meeting with Pécresse, etc. I haven't found much in the papers. It would be great to hear from people in the affected universities (I know you're out there!), sociologists working on social movements in France, etc.

Some further information here, but still extremely sketchy.

The Bonfire of the Vanities

Alexis de Tocqueville recognized a certain vanity in Americans unlike any other:

Americans, in their relations with foreigners, seem impatient of the slightest censure and insatiable in their appetite for praise. They are pleased by the merest of commendations and seldom satisfied by the fullest. They pester you constantly for your praise, and if you hold out against their importuning, they will laud themselves. Doubtful perhaps of their own merit, they wish to have its portrait constantly before their eyes. Their vanity is not only greedy but also restless and envious. It gives nothing yet is always asking to receive. It is simultaneously grasping and argumentative.

I say to an American that he lives in a beautiful country. He replies, “Yes, indeed, there is none other like it in the world!” I admire the liberty that its inhabitants enjoy, and he responds, “Liberty is a precious gift, but very few peoples are worthy of it.” I remark on the purity of morals prevailing in the United States: “I can imagine,” he says, “that a foreigner struck by the corruption that is so glaringly apparent in all other nations might be surprised by such a sight.” Ultimately I leave him to contemplate himself, but he returns to my side and refuses to leave until he has made me repeat what I have just told him. A patriotism more trying or loquacious is impossible to imagine. It wearies even those who honor it.

Democracy in America, II.3.16

Nicolas Sarkozy seems instinctively to have recognized this American vanity and decided to flatter rather than mock it. So he told a joint session of Congress yesterday that France could not get enough of us: of our GIs, of Elvis, of Ernest Hemingway and John Wayne. And we loved it, or at any rate our duly elected representatives for reasons best known to themselves pretended to lap it up. Perhaps they were feeling repentant for the orgy of French-bashing that broke out in Washington and the rest of the country a few years ago, or perhaps they were just vain, as Tocqueville believed, and not particularly bright or wise in the ways of the world.

In a letter to his mother dated May 14, 1831, Tocqueville had this to say:

The absence of wine with our meals was quite disconcerting at first, and we still cannot quite conceive of the multitude of things that people put in their stomachs here. Did you know that in addition to breakfast, dinner, and tea, with which the Americans eat ham, they also serve a very copious supper and frequently a snack? Thus far, this is the only respect in which I am prepared to grant that they are incontestably superior to us. But they believe that there are many others: the people here strike me as stinking with national pride. It shows through all their politeness.

"Stinking with national pride": one wonders if Nicolas is writing as frankly to his mother about his day with the Bushes.