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‘Twilight of the Elites’ Review: On the Outskirts of ‘Higher France’.
Unlike the urban elites, the working poor of la France périphérique have to live with large-scale immigration’s immediate consequences.
By Philip Delves Broughton, The Wallstreet Journal, January 29, 2019.
French intellectuals love little more than predicting revolution and chaos from a boulevard-side table groaning with red wine and fricasseed innards. A reason to take them seriously is their country’s history: the clatter of the tumbrel, the hiss of the guillotine blade, the thud of the aristocrat’s head into the basket. The French know the difference between real revolution and a weekend punch-up with the riot police.
Christophe Guilluy is a geogra-pher, author and public intellectual in France whose parsing of the country’s changing demographics, in books and newspaper columns, has attracted the attention of French politicians across the spectrum. In “Twilight of the Elites,” he argues that France now has all the conditions in place for a “slave rebellion.” Originally published in French in 2016—and here translated by Malcolm DeBevoise—the polemic seems all the more prescient in light of the gilets jaunes protesters, who have caused havoc in Paris over the past few months to oppose President Emmanuel Macron’s economic reforms. The author believes these protests are not a one-off. They are the start of an even more dramatic, and perhaps even more violent, response to years of economic gouging by the country’s elites.
Many of the arguments in Mr. Guilluy’s book are familiar, and quite possibly true. The French elites, he says, like elites in much of the developed world, have willfully blinded themselves to many of the realities of the modern economy. The affluent, living in a handful of cities, tell themselves that they have worked hard to adapt to the needs of a technology-driven globalized economy. They consider themselves meritocratic, liberal and decent, welcoming to the immigrants who live on the edges of their cities. They embrace competition, because, most of the time, they win.
la France périphérique, far removed from the few hubs of economic growth. They live in the smaller cities and towns, or in the country, with limited access to educational or employment opportunities. They are belittled by the elites for being stupid, racist and fascist, for not mutely accepting their steady loss of economic and social status.
The urban elites, Mr. Guilluy writes, are far more tolerant of the woes of immigrants who live closer to them than those out of sight and mind in the periphery. The reason is that the periphery’s problems have been caused by the very same system that is enriching today’s capitalist elites: the free movement of labor and capital and the encroachment of technology on manual work. The elites would rather lambaste the poor in the periphery than admit that they had a hand in impoverishing them.
“The higher France,” says Mr. Guilluy, “now lives undisturbed in the safety of its new citadels.” This class reaps all the economic benefits while, for form’s sake, spouting criticism of finance, bankers and technology giants. They have it every which way, ruthless capitalists by day, yogis and locavores by night. “Cleverly disguised as hipsters, untroubled by the least moral qualm in the safety of their townhouses, today’s bourgeoisie forms the bulwark of the hardest and most unpitying form of capitalism imaginable.” They embrace a “déclassé lifestyle, stylishly slumming it in formerly working-class neighborhoods and hanging out in bars and restaurants that still retain something of their old proletarian atmosphere.”
Mr. Guilluy’s aim is rather scattershot. French soccer stadi-ums, he complains, have become “vast outdoor tearooms” for the middle class. Fine. But they weren’t all working-class bonhomie when you had to run splashing through lakes of urine to escape the skinheads. Still, often enough, he lands his punch. The elites want to be “close to the immigrant—but not too close.” They support immigration, he writes, because they don’t have to live with its immediate consequences. Meanwhile, “the inhabitants of public housing . . . know that integration of the new arrivals . . . will actually take place in the buildings and the schools of their neighborhoods, not in the bourgeois-bohemian neighbor-hoods of the city centers. For them there is no sharing of wealth, only of poverty.
And yet if this poorer working class expresses even the slightest reservation about immigration, they are immediately assumed to be racist. If they complain about their economic condition, they are “populists” at best, “fascists” at worst. Occasionally this losing class will kick back by voting for the right-wing National Front (recently renamed National Rally), as voters have done for Brexit in the U.K. or for Donald Trump in America’s Rust Belt.
If you ever want to be re-minded of why a majority of Britons voted for Brexit, consider two French elitist reactions quoted by Mr. Guilluy: Businessman and political adviser Alain Minc claimed that Brexit “was the victory of uneducated people over educated people.” The philosopher Bernard-Henri Lévy, meanwhile, saw it as the “victory of the little over the great, of stupidity over the mind.” There is not the slightest empathy or generosity in those responses. Not a flicker of interest in why people would feel so fed-up with the European Union—its undemocratic nature, its trampling on national immigration priorities—that they might want to leave it. Just pure contempt. The fuel for a revolution.
So what is to be done? Mr. Guilluy’s prescription is thin. France might consider moving some of its universities to the ailing cities of the periphery. Or encour-age a “revolution of proximity,” turning the immobility of the working classes into an asset. If they can’t move, because the cities are too expensive or they are unqualified for jobs there, or they don’t want to move for love of family and home, then encourage them to stay put. Have them take care of the elderly or develop local tourism.
But start, at least, by recognizing the crisis, before it bursts through your door, lusting for blood.
Mr. Delves Broughton is the author of “The Art of the Sale: Learning From the Masters About the Business of Life.”