An avalanche of reactions, readers’ letters and commentaries followed my last column.
So, let me make things clear.
The Front National is not a party of the right, but of the extreme right.
Between the right and the extreme right, there is the same difference of nature, the same barrier of species that we once argued opposed the left and the extreme left, or, as the dissidents of Central Europe once put it, the moderate left and the totalitarian left.
The left almost died — and, from Barbarism with a Human Face to Left in Dark Times, I have never ceased to repeat it — from its proximity, even if only in terms of semantics, with a communism Camus was already saying was, for half of humanity, another name not for “hope” but for a “burn” and an “insult.”
The matrix of its faults, the constant source of its blindness (and, for a long time, its dishonor) was this tenacious idea of a great family, “the” left, of which social-democracy was one branch and Stalinism, Leninism, totalitarianism, was another.
Well, mutatis mutandis, the same applies, today, to the right.
It is the same fight to the death with the successors (and proud to be so) of these other totalitarians who once founded the FN on the ruins of Vichyism.
It is the same merciless combat with the dauphine of an old chief whose antisemitism, racism and hatred of democracy, culture and intelligence have been (and remain) an intense and morbid fixation.
And it is the same fatal trap, from whatever angle you look at it (and I’m not talking about an alliance or a contract in due form — the simple rhetoric is enough, or the appeal to lost votes, or even the simple gesture consisting of adding in the same ‘block of the right’ UMP voters and those of the ‘navy blue wave’*). It is the same fatal trap, then, when one gives the impression, merely the impression, that there might be an affinity, or a broken affiliation, or a community, however vague, of origin and heritage between the civilized right and the obsessions of a candidate who, by inheritance, the logic of her entourage, or temperament, is pursuing no other goal but the “recomposition” or, to put it clearly, the destruction of the liberal, republican right.
Heritage: the fascist tradition that Madame Le Pen defends, loud and clear, when questioned about the crimes of Vichy’s collaboration by Ha’aretz journalists, exclaiming that she does not wish “to speak evil of her country.”
Entourage: the crowd of advisors, party cadres, old and young prominent figures, who affirm their proximity, one with negationism, the other with Hiterism, a third with the Nazi founding fathers of the dynasty that, for all intents and purposes, reigns and has for half a century, in Syria.
Finally, temperament: this factious fiber that, like nature, comes roaring back when she announces her intention, should she enter Parlement, and just like the good old days of antirepublican poujadism, to “break everything.”
There’s no appealing the law.
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