“I knew where I wanted to live, who I wanted to live with, and how I wanted to live. To my stunned childish eyes, the word France shone brightly: history, literature, politics, war, love, everything was brought together and transfigured by the same sacred light, the same art of living but also of dying, the same grandeur, the same pace, even in the worst turpitudes.
France flowed through my veins, filled the air I breathed; I couldn't imagine being the last generation to grow up like this.
Don't kid yourself. The deconstruction work carried out over forty years has left only ruins. There is no origin of France, since France does not exist, since there is no longer an origin for anything.
We want to undo through history what has been done by History: France. History is now diverted, obscured, ignored, annihilated. French History is banned. People prefer to tell us the history of the French or the history of the world. Everything except the History of France.
But this History continues despite everything and despite everyone. It has roots too deep to be pulled out. It has been repeated too often not to continue until today. The same causes produce the same effects. The same laws are imposed beyond generations.
History takes its revenge. »
After the phenomenal bestseller Le Suicide français, Éric Zemmour devotes himself with force and without taboo to a analysis of French identity by rehabilitating its foundations.
Translated from French to English