"We're rid of Sarko, we got Hollande".
At least this is what François Desouche says they are chanting. I can't understand a word:
Below, a scene in Lyon:
Below, women in burqas on the Champs-Elysées:
The charming rapper Cortex toasts the Hollande victory. Again, I can't understand a word:
For French readers (and those interested) here below is an eight-minute video of François Hollande at the place de la Bastille, thanking his young audience for allowing him to repeat what François Mitterrand had done 31 years ago when he became president. Hollande, who seems to be hoarse, shouts that he is happy that the young people he is addressing will construct the new French republic.
This is an eerie document, where an ethnic Frenchman, a pawn in the hands of his potentially violent, multi-colored, multi-ethnic, multi-racial audience, imagines he is a leader, when in fact he is being led by a pre-determined doctrine of destruction. He appears terrified, but so did Nicolas Sarkozy, whenever he had to put himself among the immigrants and speak directly to them. He is both pathetic and demagogic, possibly foreshadowing things to come. (There may be some intrusive ads.)