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Au Revoir, Sarkozy

Monday, May 7th, 2012

I love those moments when planets align, miracles happen and water gets turn into wine, and you manage to find yourself in the right place at the right time. Yesterday was Round Two of the French election and I was eager to find out the results.

French election sign


Unfortunately, I currently have no television, my internet is too slow to stream the results and I was out at dinner with some visiting friends when the results were announced. While in the restaurant, I could hear sounds the suggested the results had been announced – mostly horn tooting and “OOoouuaaaiiii!!!”s. Thankfully, the lovely waitress who was serving us asked if we knew the election results and happily announced that Hollande had won. Ouaiiii, indeed!

This was fantastic news – no more sleazeball as President. After we discussed politics with the waitress for awhile and she gave us free L’Eau de Vie to celebrate Hollande’s win, we headed outside and home. In order for me to walk home, I was heading towards the Bastille and mentioned to my friends that there may be something happening there as when there is something to celebrate or protest about, Parisians tend to head there. It appears I was correct.

Bastille election

That's a lot of people.

The Bastille was a swarm of people and the monument in the middle of the giant roundabout had been taken over by young celebrating Parisians. I have never seen so many happy French people – everyone was smiling! Seriously. I’m not joking. People were happy, dancing, drinking, and generally congratulating each other on having ousted the bad guy.

Apparently on the other side of Paris the rich folk were crying, but here in the Eastern half of Paris where people barely earn enough to pay their monthly rent, the people were ecstatic.

My friends headed away from the crowd and back to their hotel – I, however, had to somehow cross the Bastille to get home. Sure, I could, and maybe should, have gone around, but where’s the fun in that? And so I headed in, joining the throng of happy Frenchies.

Bastille election

Vivre la France.

It was fine until I reached the other side and tried to get out and joined a flow of people trying to exit next to a flow of people trying to get in. It wasn’t fun. I can understand why people would panic in situations like that as humans start pushing each other, trying to get through and yet can’t get anywhere. I took many deep breaths when I finally got out of it.

The walk home was entertaining – so many people out celebrating the political victory. It was like post AFL Grand Final celebrations except with less punch ups. I can’t imagine Australians ever getting that excited (or on the other side of Paris, that upset) by the results of an election. Young and old were out, shouting, cheering and tooting their car horns. It appears Parisians can get noisy.

It was wonderful to witness the celebrations, although I couldn’t help but wonder what it would have been like if Sarkozy had won. Best not to imagine, I think.

Round One

Monday, April 23rd, 2012

At 8 o’clock yesterday evening, the results of the first round of the Presidential election were announced. They had already been announced in every other country in the world, just not France. They like a surprise. Tom and I set up our computer-based television in the common room on the first floor and were joined by our friends Becky and Vivien to eat curry and watch the announcement. My curry was delicious. The election results were less great.

The results weren’t surprising – Sarkozy and Holland, the two strongest candidates were the leaders, with the difference in votes being a very small 1.4 per cent. This isn’t the end of the world, although Sarkozy and I have a mutual dislike for one another seeing as he’d prefer I wasn’t living in his country (damn foreigners).


Creepy man.

The scary part was the fact that the third highest scoring candidate was Marine Le Pen, daughter of Jean-Marie Le Pen (notice their evilly similar names?), and pusher of extreme-right political views.

Marine Le Pen

It scares me that I have the same hair as her. Photo from

She wants to keep France for the French, kick all foreigners out and minimise trades between France and other countries. Her extremely racist views are quite horrifying – I would have hoped humans had learnt from their previous mistakes and could see the benefits in cohabitation by now.

It was disappointing to see Mélenchon miss out on a decent percentage of votes as he seemed to be one of the more level minded candidates in race. Plus he has such a happy smile. Who wouldn’t want that in a President?


See? So friendly!

So now we must wait another two weeks and watch more debates between Sarkozy and Holland. There’ll be more posters scattered throughout Paris that will soon have new moustaches and deformities. Then on the 6 May, France will vote again. And there’ll be another election party at the Récollets!