{"id":8559,"date":"2014-01-06T19:11:48","date_gmt":"2014-01-06T18:11:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.devries.fr\/?p=8559"},"modified":"2018-02-25T16:21:25","modified_gmt":"2018-02-25T15:21:25","slug":"fall-france","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/2014\/01\/06\/fall-france\/","title":{"rendered":"The Fun of France"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"intro\">In the article <a href=\"http:\/\/www.newsweek.com\/fall-france-225368\">\u2018The Fall of France\u2019<\/a>, published by Newsweek yesterday, journalist <a href=\"http:\/\/www.janinedigiovanni.com\" title=\"Janine di Giovanni\">Janine di Giovanni<\/a> gives away the tone right in the first sentence: \u2018It\u2019s a stretch\u2019. And I agree. Since everything that follows is, indeed, a little bit stretched.<\/p>\n<p>Like Janine, I\u2019ve been a foreign journalist living in Paris for over a decade, so I sympathize with her sufferings. And like Janine, I regularly indulge in some French bashing. In that respect, I\u2019ve become as Parisian as the Parisians I so loathe\u2014and so love. However, not everything is rotten in the State of France.<\/p>\n<p>The article is written from the perspective of the fancy 6<sup>th<\/sup> arrondissement, probably one of Europe\u2019s classiest neighborhoods, and the equivalent of New York\u2019s 10065 Zip Code. Overlooking the Luxembourg Garden, di Giovanni wrote that half a liter of milk costs $4. To be sure, this morning I checked the current milk rates in a local store. One liter of milk in a supermarket in the mixed 13th district costs \u20ac1.25, or $1.70 at today\u2019s rate, not even a quarter of what it costs according to di Giovanni (see photo). Which means that either di Giovanni never buys milk, or is getting taken for a ride by her bank on the exchange rate she pays when withdrawing euros in the City of Lights. Although the Luxembourg Garden is only a fifteen-minute walk from my apartment, clearly she and I live in totally different worlds.<\/p>\n<h4>Elite<\/h4>\n<p>Di Giovanni is lucky to send her child to one of the country\u2019s most elitist institutions: the <i>Ecole Alsacienne<\/i>. As is her right of course. But this school and a handful of other almost always lead to a place at one of the <i>Grandes Ecoles<\/i> di Giovanni hates so much. Across the street from the school of Janine\u2019s son, there\u2019s an impressive red brick building. It\u2019s the Art History Faculty of the Sorbonne University, where I had the pleasure to get a Master\u2019s Degree. Because the tuition fee was so low, I don\u2019t remember what I paid, but I\u2019m quite sure it was less than $200 a year (or 25 liters of di Giovanni\u2019s milk). I admit the Sorbonne\u2019s buildings were a little neglected, but I got some world-class courses, not to mention the occasional \u2018wows\u2019 and other profound expressions of admiration over dinner with my Ivy League educated friends. (Tuition is actually a little bit <a href=\"http:\/\/www.paris-sorbonne.fr\/IMG\/pdf\/TARIFS-2013-2.pdf\">more expensive now<\/a>, but not much).<\/p>\n<p>About a decade ago I was studying in di Giovanni \u2019hood, I used to drink my coffee in a bar which also functioned as the hangout for all the well-dressed parents who just brought their kids to school and were now sipping their <i>cr\u00e8me<\/i> while discussing the way they would spend their fortune the rest of the day. One morning in November 2005, the month of the intense riots in the Parisian <i>banlieues<\/i> (suburbs), I eavesdropped on a table next to me, with four famous French women: a former top model, a fashion designer and two actresses. While viewers of news channels around the world had the impression the whole country was going up in flames, they were debating on the question \u2018Will we go to Prada Saint-Germain, or to Prada Saint-Honor\u00e9 today?\u2019 Verbatim. I was so stunned by the different worldview of these women, that I never forgot this phrase.<\/p>\n<h4>Taxes<\/h4>\n<p>Another topic that di Giovanni got wrong is taxes. Not many French people\u2014actually probably none\u2014pay 70 percent income tax. In spite of popular belief, the income tax in France is not extremely high compared to other EU-member states. Last year, I paid a staggering 26 percent, which is exactly half (!) of what I would have paid had I stayed in the country where I was born, The Netherlands.<\/p>\n<p>Di Giovanni has a point in mentioning the many smart people who left France (actually, Newsweek\u2019s owner Etienne Uzac, is one of them). But to cite Total\u2019s CEO Christophe de Margerie as a \u2018business visionary\u2019 is quite ironic. In 2011, he co-signed <a href=\"http:\/\/tempsreel.nouvelobs.com\/economie\/20110823.OBS8954\/exclusif-l-appel-de-tres-riches-francais-taxez-nous.html\">a letter<\/a> asking the government to raise the taxes for rich people like himself. And although the French are not very keen on what they call <i>entrepreneurs<\/i>, many businessmen and women stay here. Take Xavier Niel for instance, or Mercedes Erra or David Guetta. And if there are no \u2018Richard Bransons of France\u2019, maybe Janine can explain why in 2012 France was the 3rd biggest receiver of Foreign Direct Investment in the world, after the US and China. This good score is partly due to the generous tax credits for research and development, but probably also because of the great education, excellent infrastructure and, probably above all, the food.<\/p>\n<p>I agree with di Giovanni that there\u2019s a lot of room for improvement in this Fallen Country. I mean, their cheese stinks (well, it smells anyway) and their cars rust. It is true that the French are whining a lot and are risk-averse. It certainly would not hurt them to be a little bit more open-minded. Then there is of course the annoying fact that all foreigners here generalize too much. Actually, everybody who really knows France hates it. That\u2019s why they love it. And I\u2019m one of them. And whether you like it or not, Janine, the only way to make me leave the country will be in a (subsidized) coffin. But that\u2019s a stretch.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Stop being so Parisian, Janine, and get your facts straight!\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":8560,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[750,69],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-8559","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-media-and-internet","8":"category-uncategorised-nl","9":"cs-entry","10":"cs-video-wrap"},"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8559","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8559"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8559\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/8560"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8559"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8559"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/devries.fr\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8559"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}