Paris 20ème, Sunday, 8 p.m. Shouts, people banging pots from the windows, children running in the streets—in our neighborhood of workers and immigrants everybody else is upstairs, glued to the television. A man—African by his accent—is declaiming from his balcony. In the empty backstreets, a woman comes up to us in tears, “it’s too beautiful—Hollande won!” In round two of France’s presidential elections, Nicholas Sarkozy is K.O.’d.
Watching French incumbent president Nicolas Sarkozy’s speech in Marseille Sunday night (his second speech since announcing he’s seeking a second term last week), I was hoping for a reference to how the financial crisis — the millstone round Europe’s neck, a politician’s nightmare — has hit the banlieueus. I should have known better. His words […]
“Après Tintin au Congo j’ai lu Sarkozy à Dakar / 50 minutes d’insultes… accusé à la barre / Blague à part, un fantasme d’il y a 400 ans / Une vision de l’Africain rappelant Tarzan.” A translation of Gabonese musician Lord Ekomy Ndong’s letter to Sarkozy would read something like this: “After Tintin in Congo […]