Thursday, 2 December 2010

The period known as the "fear" is dated in historical document from 2013 until the insurgencies in 2016, but in reality it began with the election of DuClerc in France and Garza in Spain. Everything fell apart. The European Union crumbled like the ancient ruins of the civilizations it used for its foundations. The lessons we learned were forgotten. Modern civilization turned its back on morality and reason and donned its gruesome costume. I urge you not to misread this as hyperbole, I will most likely be persecuted for what I am revealing and thus it is vital that you understand this document as genuine. It would be easy to pin all the responsibility on the European union but that would be naive. The problem began in the political institutions but it was propagated by people on-line, on television, on the phone, on stage, on the front and back page. I accuse the media, the politicians and the businessmen but that path is a slippery one, I am also to blame for letting it happen and for looking the other way.

Rene DuClerc, was elected chef d'etat in France in the 20 election. He was a young man who won all the demographics over with his confidence and his apparent transparency. His opponent Thomas Dubrozny, belonged to the UMP, the conservative party that everyone felt had reached the end of its rope.I was 25 at the time and had been working as a freelance writer for one of the Parisian newsblogs so I was deeply invested in the election. Paris had changed immensely over the first half of the century. The administration was adamant in forbidding the construction of skyscrapers within the city limits but the city desperately needed some more commercial space to accommodate all the growing business. So there was a compromise: the development of skyscrapers was concentrated around the city. Now Paris is encircled by sky scraping walls of glass and metal, it is a very unnatural place to be. Parisians retreated further into the cocoon of the city and severed the tenuous link it had with the rest of the country. The days were short and the nights were replaced by an ever constant twilight.


DuClerc won the election mostly due to his massive restrictions on immigration and also because he sounded the more French of the two. I remember the day Dubrozny recounted the source of his "exotic" name, all of the newsblogs began insinuating the most ridiculous things about him and his "Slavic" mentality. About a year into DuClerc's residency at the Elysees all of the borders were sealed shut and France had trouble breathing. Her head was pumped full of blood, her eyes darted around terrified, her nostrils inhaling desperately, uncontrollable, she had finally broken. Suddenly, every article was entitled J'accuse and every writer described the corruption of foreign influence. Everything was boycotted.At the beginning it seemed ludicrous the television At the beginning it seemed ludicrous, one day you couldn't buy fruit from Portugal, a month later it was Italian restaurants shutting down. Meanwhile in Spain, French imports were being sent back, vicious representations of French people were broadcasted on Tv and online.

The transition into this xenophobia happened so smoothly it was terrifying. Fortunately, Paris was quarantined from the madness outside. The city became a center for refuge for the Spanish, the Italians, the Portuguese, the Germans and the countless others who watched their flags burn in their town squares. It had been 15 months since DuClerc won the election, when I met Tia, a Portuguese chef, working in a Rive Gauche restaurant.