Marine Le Pen, President of the National Front [FN], Will Probably Win the French Presidency!
For some time now, Paris has been the scene of confrontation and discordance. Contrary to its once lackadaisical image of well-dressed men and women strolling along the grand boulevards of the Champs Elysees, we are now witness to the blaring images of a sundry of fires set by a kaleidoscope of immigrants from Africa and the Middle East.
How did this happen?
Here is some history. As a young man, I was used to the sight of Algerians, Moroccans, and Tunisians gathering around a fountain in Paris or Toulouse to discuss the day’s events. Yet as I grew more mature, those very same meetings became more sinister. I began to hear in Arabic the greetings that one usually gives to another in a faraway land where Islam is the predominant religion and way of life. This cultural aberration in Paris or even Toulouse was jarring.
As I traveled throughout the Middle East [Saudi Arabia, Dubai, Jordan, Iran, Egypt], I could detect the underlying murmurs of domestic discontent. Back in France, I would watch the street erupt into a daguerreotype of violence and hatred as the National Gendarmerie, French Armed Forces [both police and military] would tear gas the demonstrators for one or another reason.
After a while, questions and rationalizations subsided to the concerns for personal safety, avoiding the acrid smell/taste of mustard gas.
Suddenly, these beautiful cities transformed into a series of war zones which one would enter at one’s own discretion which really meant it was ‘defendu’ [forbidden].
The last time I saw Paris, I encountered several Africans who cursed me and my lady companion, yelling ‘nigger, nigger’ as I walked away from the Eiffel Tower. I was tempted to say something in French but I was out-weighed and out-numbered several times over.
This type of gratuitous harassment [pre-violence] did not end at that particular iconic sightseeing area. Not to be outdone by the sheer crassness of the African barbarians, I next witnessed a scene where Gypsy girls no older than early teens yelled and screamed within the usually silent sanctuary of the Holy Church of Notre Dame.
Every sightseer was aghast.
The police came inside and ushered the girls away, explaining to me in French that there was a national law that forbade the police to do anything other than to gently discourage them away from their incredibly disgusting behavior.
Clearly, I am not naïve. I had seen these incidents before yet one thing was certain. France was falling apart at a much faster rate then even I had calculated. The increase in North African refugees expanded exponentially, not arithmetically. The riots became more and more prevalent and intense.The police had to use more force and greater circumspection.
The future of France has been clearly delineated for me. It was to fall asunder as it provided fewer and fewer jobs and more and more benefits. Institutional socialism had been vanquished by indolence and insolence.The Presidents, one after another, became more and more ineffectual until they all ended up to be a mock version of our POTUS Obama.
There is nothing that I can offer in terms of palliative solutions; other than to recommend that Marine Le Pen [National Front], will have to ascend into the male-dominated French Presidency in the same way that Trump had done in America.
I wish her and France—Bonne Chance!!!
It’s also the last chance for France!