
Oups: la version française du post de dimanche a disparu... désolée. En voulant traduire j'ai effacé le texte en français, avec le lien à Navire et à Doxa, qui m'a ajoutée dans sa blogoliste à la suite de cette histoire. En gros, je renvoyais à ma réponse laissée dans les commentaires de Navire.
Thrown out of the boat part II, in English this time: Sorry, didn't take time to translate the post below (well, the ghost-post that I just erased by mistake), but this is a Franco-French mini-controversy that's only interesting to readers of French and American blogs.
In a nutshell: I found this pretty new bilingual political blog, thanks to Francophile and Francophone Hollywood novelist Roger Simon. It is very well done, and even though I don't agree with each and every one of the author's opinions, I linked to it and mentioned it to people who might be interested in checking it out. A prominent blogger from Paris, Navire, got pissed off and publicly declared that he was erasing me from his links, because of my endorsement of this new blog. And also because I was getting on his nerves in general (which is a good enough reason, hee hee!). Some nice people jumped in and commented on this drastic action, which was indeed quite typically French: you shut up people you disagree with, or loudly claim that they shouldn't be given an audience.
This new blog, Blogorrhée, is quite moderate, but he's also a proud supporter of Merde in France, a very controversial blog by a francophone American who has been living in Paris for something like 15 years: I actually met the guy, exchanged personal e-mails with him, and really like him. Much of his public writing is shocking if not nauseating to me, but MIF is... thought-provoking, to say the least. I wish he could sometimes pause before hitting the "trash France" button, and instead explain how he has managed to stay and work in France for all these years, given the stuff he writes, and given the freedom he has to move elsewhere. His story is certainly much more interesting than what most of us perceive: French readers call him a xenophobe, etc., and in a way, he asks for it.
But while some French critics and disappointed "Americans in Paris" vote with their feet and leave France, the guy is still there despite all, and has mastered the language like a four-star chef. I don't get it, and I'd be very interested in understanding his mind one day, so I keep reading him. I'm not an intellectual. I have a hard time articulating my thoughts on politics: I love reading people who are very good at it.
The most intriguing thing about MIF is that usually foreign expatriates who chose to live abroad are often violent critics of their own home country. Like this Frenchman from Chicago Boyz, or any American in Eastern Europe, who would usually give me goose bumps with their very brutal trashing of America. I would usually jump in on Matt's side, trying to point out some good things about the U.S., just to put a small dike in the flood of anti-Americanism. Anyway, MIF is doing the contrary: living willfully in a country that feeds the angry posts on his blog daily. I'm revolted every day by so many things in America, and still, I don't think I could feed a blog remotely as critical of the U.S. as MIF is of France, because at the same time I marvel at so many things here on a daily basis.
I was just telling Matt tonight: The guy I interviewed about Segway HT the other day changed his Swiss-German last name into a simpler name of his own choice. In France, it is far more difficult to change your last name. You can't even name your child anything you want! I met this guy of Hungarian origins who was called Attila (a very common name in Hungary), but was forced to change his name to Alexandre by the mayor of his French village, who found Attila "too violent." Well, I like the American way better: You are a free individual, and the state doesn't tell you that you can't call your twins Starsky and Hutch (which some French couple tried to do, a few years ago, and were denied).
Tonight, we were driving back home from the beach on the freeway, surrounded by SUVs with fat drivers behind the wheel, and I was telling Matt: "I prefer the French way, where people don't spend their life working to pay for a new, overblown car and other things they don't need in general. I like a country where people don't give a shit about the car they are seen in, and are able to joke about death at the coffee machine without pretending it doesn't exist." Then they head for the local cafe/brasserie, where the food wakes up all your senses, mmm!!
To make a long post short: The French blogger who kicked me out has every right to do so, and I love the fact that he's as free as I am to do whatever he wants to with his blog. But my attitude is, link to good blogs, even if you disagree with them, and let people choose for themselves.
Thanks Amy, for the incredible message of support in French, MediaTIC and Roger for joining in so kindly.
+ for the views of a moderate and happy American in Lyon, read Damelon!