The Guardian has a worth reading article on Rachida Dati,Sarkozy’s Minister of Justice, whom had become last year the symbol of a new France because of her Moroccan and Algerian origins. The article is titled “the rise and the fall of Dati” which I think is misleading because Dati’s popularity was always in limbo; it was based on the French hopes and dreams that she could prove to them that integration doesn’t have to painful and doesn't require more efforts on their part. The fact that Dati was a newcomer meant that it was always going to be difficult for her to live up to the hype. She had never dealt with people from her new milieu. It is always harder for symbols to last when they make mistakes, which reinforce the fact that their particularities make them neither particular nor extraordinary. That is at the crux of the matter because it seems that France’s Obama obsession is like its obsession with Zidane because it shows that it wants its immigrants and minorities to be special, to be extraordinary before it accepts them. What is interesting is that Angelique Chrisafis, the author of the article, deals with this new, obsessive, and desperate quest of French to find their Obama. She shows that Dati that it has both helped and handicapped by the French obsession to find or to grow little Obamas in their banlieues. Sugary excerpt:
Dati has been hailed as the nearest thing France's fractured society has to Barack Obama. The French justice minister was raised in poverty on a housing estate in deepest Burgundy. Sarkozy said appointing her sent a message "to all the children of France that with merit and effort everything becomes possible". He also hoped it would neutralise the bad feeling after the riots on the run-down housing estates and his comment likening the wayward youths to scum.
Despite scepticism that this "window-dressing" at the top did little to change the discrimination poisoning French society, Dati immediately became one of the most popular figures in France. The speed of her rise has been staggering. But that of her fall could be too. The Dati fairytale has started to go spectacularly wrong.
[…] Mainland France currently has only one non-white MP and, in a recent poll, 80% of French people said they might vote for a black person at president, but only 58% could bring themselves to vote for one of millions of the French citizens of Algerian, Moroccan or Tunisian descent. As a role model, Dati is perhaps not the easiest person to warm to. But her appointment under the patronage of Sarkozy, and more importantly her survival, which now rests entirely on his whim, shows the real depths of the problem for minorities in France, who feel they are not being allowed to rise of their own accord. Fadela Amara, another woman of Algerian parentage whom Sarkozy appointed as a junior minister, says an Obama would have got nowhere in France. "It couldn't happen in France unless Sarkozy turned emperor and appointed a black president himself," she says.
There is something morbid and self-derogating about the French obsession with Obama because it is a way to look for quick answers to complex issues, which cannot be resolved by finding perfect people who make perfect speeches about hope and its audacity. Rachida Dati shows that Sarkozy may love America, but that he doesn’t get it and more gravely doesn’t have an intimate connection to France to understand that fundamental and existential reasons explain why the United States is the country of Walt Disney and France the one of Charles de Gaulle. In other words, America not only has a different history and views of race, but it also is more willing to believe in Fairy tales. America is still an adolescent country, which believes that both childhood and adolescence are the best periods in one’s life. France doesn’t have the same history and views of race and cannot therefore look to America for solutions even though it may look to it for inspiration. France is an old country. The French are less willing to accept political experimentation even though they may long for it. They always convince themselves that they want political experimentation, American-like hopeful politics because it is new and hip when it is happening in America and because it is always hard and melancholic for grownups to realize that they have lost their innocence and have become cynical. It is as dreaming of marrying Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, but in real life, knowing that a former prostitute cannot become the housewife of a billionaire. It is hard to be an adult in front of an adolescent who still believes s/he can fly.
In any case, there is already a French Obama, but the only trouble is that she is a white woman, which means that she has no excuse for being naively hopeful, she was born in Dakar, she has four kids, and her hopeful speeches sound menacing and Forrest Gump-like to the French ear. She isn’t as popular as Obama in France because she is more French that he is (which makes her better and more political in my opinion) and thus more provencal and more difficult to be idolized by those who have given to Obama God-like Status in a country that he doesn’t know.