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January 22, 2017
Beneath Paris
At the Gare du Nord one would not know what country one was in, except that such a mélange could not occur anywhere but in a few major Western cities.
There are more French in Kensington (London) than in the Gare du Nord. This is not true cosmopolitanism, it is the reduction of everyone to the lowest common denominator, namely something akin to American ghetto culture. One’s sense of security is not heightened by observing how many of the young men jump the ticket barriers, quite openly and with a sense of entitlement on their faces, secure in the knowledge that no one will say, let alone do, anything about it. One is not surprised occasionally to observe a crime committed there; one is surprised that there are not many more. - Taki's Magazine
Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 22, 2017 9:26 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
Your Say
Been there. Seen that.
Posted by: J Cass at January 22, 2017 10:40 AM
The Paris Metro is not a place for the naive or faint-hearted. I saw one crime committed there in broad daylight, and it's a hangout for all sorts of sketchy characters. I saw a Frenchwoman, who probably should have known better, carrying her coat over her arm, and a teenage girl, probably a gypsy, grabbed it from her and ran off. This was in 2002. I doubt it's improved since then.
Posted by: waltj at January 22, 2017 10:45 AM