May 19, 2000 |
Friday, 10 p.m., Place d'Italie. Francis Thomas, a.k.a. "Fanta Boy," is here with his wheels on, ready to roll. All week, the lanky, unmarried immigrant from Cameroon has waited for this moment. It's what he daydreams about while working as a security guard: the wind in his face, the pavement under his feet, the thrill of streaking downhill at 30 mph. "Once you've tasted the Friday night ride, you become impatient for Friday to roll around again," says Thomas, 25. "You can't live without it."
April 22, 2000 |
McDonald's in France has faced the ire of ransacking peasants and the scorn of a president known for relishing calves' heads more than cheeseburgers. This week, the attacks on the U.S. fast-food giant crossed a threshold when a bombing killed one of its employees. Denis Hennequin, president and CEO of McDonald's France, begged his countrymen Friday to stop thinking of his chain as anything other than restaurants staffed by industrious employees.
December 12, 1998 |
A series of polls and studies has dished up some real dirt on the French: Fewer than half take a bath or shower each day. What's more, 40% of French men, and 25% of women, do not change their underwear daily. Fully 50% of the men, and 30% of women, do not use deodorant. Why is this so, in a nation that has done so much to set modern Western standards for polite behavior? It is not for want of means--almost every French household is equipped with a shower or bathtub.
October 31, 1997 |
To learn how the Grinch stole Christmas, you can look it up in a book. But how have the French now gotten ahold of that quintessential American holiday, Halloween? Tonight, as darkness settles on the French capital, they will be pouring special "evil death cocktails" at the Ho-La-La cafe near Les Halles, the old market district. At Le Lutece, a club in the Latin Quarter, the traditional student neighborhood, costumed monsters will storm onto the dance floor.
June 20, 1997 |
For six grueling weeks, Marisol Touraine crisscrossed working-class neighborhoods by the railroad tracks, farm hamlets and village markets, tramping in her black pumps, rain or shine, across a 60-mile stretch of central France in quest of votes.
May 21, 1997 |
You hear it even here, in the provincial France of hard work and thrift and Roman Catholic piety, of dairy farms dotted with grazing black-and-white cows, and quiet country roads marked with hewn wooden crucifixes. It is Le Doute--doubt. More than three centuries ago, a brilliant Jesuit-taught thinker from the nearby Loire valley, Rene Descartes, made it the departure point of a rationalist world view that every Frenchman and Frenchwoman is now supposed to imbibe from the age of nursery school.