I like France. I love the food, the culture, the language. I have family there. But when it comes to French politicians, I find it difficult to understand how such a cultured, intelligent people can put up with an idiot like Jacques Chirac. OK, he got elected because most people held their noses and voted for him the last time around, since the opponent was the neo-Fascist Jean Marie Le Pen. I would have done the same. But still…
What prompts me to pick on Chirac today? A story on the radio this morning. Chirac was attending the EU summit in Brussels, when the chairman of a European business group, who happens to be French, addressed the gathering. And–quel horreur!–he chose to speak in English. When Chirac interrupted him (in French, of course) to ask why he used the language of perfidious Albion, the man sensibly replied that English is the working language of European business and indeed had also been designated as the working language of that particular meeting. Chirac’s reply? He stormed out of the meeting, taking his two ministers along with him.
The French continue to live in a happy illusion that their language is still an important world language. It is indeed spoken by many people, but unfortunately for France, mostly in places that don’t matter much to most people: parts of Africa, Haiti, places like that. Aside from Quebec, half of Switzerland, the poorer half of Belgium, Luxembourg and of course France itself, few people in rich countries speak French.
Like France, Britain is a country that has lost an empire and is a lot less powerful today (in relative terms) than it was 100 years ago. But at least the British can console themselves with the fact that their language is more influential in the world today than ever before. The French have to make do with foie gras.


