This later extends to indict Enlightenment ideals, and
anything that promotes the individual, as the more totalitarian elements argue
that worrying about the individual detracts from serving the state. It finds
expression once during the Dreyfus Affair, where those elements argue that even
if Dreyfus were innocent – a possibility they don’t actually entertain, as the
Jew is clearly a traitor to them, though if he isn’t a true Frenchman, how can
he be a traitor – it is worth upholding the honor of the Army to sentence him
to prison (and French prisons were pretty horrible). In the early ‘30s, when
the left-leaning Popular Front wins the general election with the support of
the working class, and institutes a 40-hour work week, this is yet another
warning sign to those elements. Worrying about offering the workers opportunities
for leisure, chances to spend time with their family, only once again serves to
weaken France, because those workers should be in the factories, helping
produce things to keep France safe from the Germans (or the Communists,
depending on which boogeyman they were using that week).
What’s curious is Brown describes these years through the
lens of few people, mostly of totalitarian bent, but also mostly writers.
Maurice Barres was in the Chamber of Deputies for a time, but mostly was a
incendiary writer. The same with Maurras, who never met a problem he didn’t
think could be solved by expelling foreigners or beating up people with
opposing viewpoints. The most unusual choice was Pierre La Rochelle Drieu, who
spends much of the book doing very little, other than following his friends to
various causes, then spending much of the ‘30s trying to decide whether to be
Communist or Fascist, ultimately choosing the latter. I guess he works as a
microcosm for France in general, drifting, directionless, essentially waiting
for someone else to make the decision for them. Still, I might have preferred
the book spend more time on someone who actually, you know, did something,
rather than sit around twiddling his thumbs.
Brown spends a chapter each on the lives of Barres and
Maurras, another chapter on the way every political faction tried to use Joan
of Arc to promote their views in the late 19th Century (much the
same way Americans on both sides try to support their arguments by invoking the
Founding Fathers). There’s a chapter that looks at the emergence of Dadaism and
Surrealism in post-WWI. Some of the information is interesting, but a lot of it
felt non-essential. I guess I was looking for more of an explanation of why
France wound up where it did, and this is more of a description of the path it
took to wind up where it did.
There is a lot in there that reminds me of the current U.S.
climate. Blaming immigrants, claiming the country is being undermined by people
who aren’t “real” Americans/French. Lots of hypocrisy. You know the type, wants
the government to butt in and dictate (other) people’s lives with laws they
agree with, but doesn’t want the government doing the same to them. Is
perfectly OK with inciting violence towards people opposed to them, but are utterly
appalled when the tables are turned (see quote below. L’Action Francaise and
its brethren were perfectly OK with calling for violence against Jean Jaures,
even when it led to Raoul Villain killing Jaures, the strongest anti-war voice
in the lead up to World War 1, but it’s deplorable when it goes against them).
It’s all very exhausting after awhile. Everyone who pushes for dictators always
assumes the dictator will be someone who agrees with them on everything.
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