It’s been said that in an infinite universe a room full of typing chimpanzees would eventually produce Shakespeare. And given the critical acclaim of Tennessee Coates, I’m inclined to think just one alone might suffice. Though the bard himself would probably be less inspired by woes of the black man volume ad infinitum than the current output of 65 million frogs.
The first round of French elections this Sunday represents the sort of literary intrigue that prosaic reality rarely achieves. It’s difficult to recall a people being offered such a broad palette of political avatars for the choosing. Each of the four primary candidates representing their distinct factions and philosophies almost to the point of caricature. For a West that has been so smothered by the oligarchical take-turns of the globalist center-right and globalist center-left, there’s an exhilarating joi de vivre in choosing your own fate.
More than likely that choice will be for the dissolution of their ancient nation. But at least it will be theirs to make, with a varied slate of futures from which to choose.
First there is the only candidate representing the French, Ms. Le Pen. Whatever her flaws, she is the exclusive option for those with any conception of a nation being something other than market segment, geography, or unrequited values. One would think there would be significant electoral security in having no competition for advocacy of the actual people. But that would be to discount the very large constituencies for multinational margins and native dispossession. In any event, Le Pen is despised by the left for her egregiously inadequate positions on French prostration, as well as her desire to distance her country from the institutions that enforce it. In sum, she is pro-French and anti-EU: could Hitler have asked for more?
Next there is François Fillon, the French True Conservative. With the socialists even more detested and disarrayed than our own democrats, it is amazing to consider Fillon is the only main-party offering out of the leading four candidates. As a pro-EU, big business, pseudo-con, establishmentarian, he swims uncomfortably against the current in representing continuity for the ruling class. The fact that he was found to have been funneling taxpayer money to family members for phantom jobs has not aided his effort. Despite this overt display corruption he is still considered utterly unpalatable to the left for his party affiliation and undoubted obedience to Putin.
Then there is the surging Khmer Rouge candidate, Jean-Luc Mélenchon. Just a fringe afterthought only weeks ago, Mr. Melenchon’s platform of a pol in every pot has energized the country’s far left despite his ambiguity on Kulak liquidations. Like Le Pen, Melenchon has pledged to evict the EU. Unlike Le Pen, he has promised to import the whole of Africa to fill the void. Obviously he is intensely anti-business and wealth, and wants to implement a maximum wage in order to preclude either. To the extent it doesn’t entail customary communist purges, his program is essentially constructed out of envy for Venezuela–though with an even darker hue.
Finally, there is the candidate whom I presume would be the media darling. The juvenile-appearing Emmanuel Macron is an outsider by virtue of running as an independent. Though his establishment bonafides are unquestionable. An investment banker, elite university graduate, and former federal minister for the economy, Macron’s resume is bolstered even more by a raft of impeccably liberal opinions. Pro-EU, pro-business, pro-ummah, pro-BLT, pro-weather supremacy, and above all pro France sans the French–just at a pace that doesn’t cause undue alarm.
That all of these positions exist in a state of high natural tension is in no way relevant to the political dividends paid by maintaining each. Compared to Melanchon, the technocrat Macron allows liberals to preen about their values without having to live in the logical results of them. At least until their children-as-accessories inherit the mess.
At this point all four candidates are polling within the margin of error. It seems to be truly an election of consequence, as the French contemplate whether to reach for the life jacket or the anchor. As we would expect, their media is reminding the public of what unusual serenity awaits on the ocean’s floor–and no one ever calls you racist.
The best Sunday result would probably be Le Pen and Melenchon. This would explode the normal program of “conservatives” aligning with the left against nationalists. In fact, I almost imagine the country’s business interests would view an overt communist as being even more egregious than a France of the French. In that case, we could actually see a grudging and bitter pro Le Pen alignment from the political center pieces.