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November 10, 2006
On France
My fellow Americans – let us be honest – we have an inherent disdain for everything relating to France. For some strange reason, France has been on my brain lately so I’ve been particularly aware of how steeped we are in an anti-France mentality.

On one level at least, it’s quite comical. I mean, the United States of America, the world’s super-power, a nation on the cutting edge of just about everything, actually renamed “french fries” to “freedom fries” in our nation’s capital as some sort of jab against France. I believe that’s the diplomatic equivalent of a child throwing an obnoxious temper-tantrum.

The French embassy’s response:
The French embassy made no comment, except to note that French fries come from Belgium. "We are at a very serious moment dealing with very serious issues and we are not focusing on the name you give to potatoes," said Nathalie Loisau, an embassy spokeswoman. The term "French Fries" is not used in French - "Pommes Frites" is translated as "Fried Potatoes" - as "French" fries are credited to Belgium.
Way to go America. That’ll teach them a lesson! Oh wait…Belgium? Oops…And all of this was in response to France’s lack of support for the Iraq war, a stance also taken by several other nations who somehow avoided the dreaded American temper-tantrum.

So why France? I’m not really sure to be honest. But I can relate somewhat personally, having spent a week or two in France during my year studying in Europe. Of the 20 plus countries I visited that year, the French people were, without a doubt, the coldest, rudest people I encountered! One of my first weekends was spent in France, and our kind, well-intentioned group was literally shamed out of a restaurant for no apparent reason. In restaurants, we came to realize that if you didn’t speak French (especially if you were American), you could assume the service would terrible and the experience negative.

Just yesterday I sat in on a conversation between several pastors from the same city who are involved in a sort of pastor’s association. One pastor was sharing how frustrated he was with his own staff and their lack of involvement in the association. He even felt like their staff was undermining the work of the pastor’s association by refusing to truly engage. Finally exasperated, he said “I feel like our church is France to the rest of the churches in the city.” Given my recent thoughts about France, I started laughing out loud – only to realize I was the only one finding the comment funny. What the pastor meant was quite tragic. He was basically calling his staff a treacherous, withdrawn, self-absorbed group! Nonetheless, the fact that in everyday conversations we would liken France to such appalling traits is something worth laughing about.

What else can we do in the face of such absurdity? Sure, the French tend to be jerks. That’s fine. But at times I wonder if we’re angrier with France than we are with Iran or North Korea. And most of us probably can’t articulate any good reason why!

And after all, they’ve got some great food and wine. Heck man, there may even be one or two quality folks in France. Now, lest you think I’ve suddenly become a big fan of France and are just waiting for shouts of “Viva La France!”…don’t get too excited. I still think they’re some of rudest and unhelpful people I’ve ever encountered. But our attitude towards the French is certainly worth laughing about, isn't it?

Now pass me some of those freedom fries, will ya?