Now we can only vaguely remember that France was once white in the film and television works of the Cold Weapon Age and the Great Revolution, or the documentaries of the Nazi German occupation.
The opening scene of the film celebrating the World Cup victory, and the composition of the French players in the World Cup, white Europeans, have literally become a minority in France.
In the whole film, except for a few policemen, there are only a few types of people swaying in front of the camera: African-black children, African-American gangs that control the free market, African-American and Asian-American Muslims, simple-minded gypsies with developed limbs.
In recent decades, with the demise of the bipolar pattern, the victory of public opinion in Europe's center-left governments, political correctness on racial issues has become a universal truth in Western European countries. No political party or politician dares to face the social problems brought about by the racial issue. All government countermeasures are only superficial and unwilling to touch on the fundamentals. So this is the situation today: every race is full of resentment, every race thinks that others have problems, and they are absolutely right.
A large number of Africans and Muslims immigrated to France, and the two main tasks after coming here were: to summon relatives and friends from their hometown to come together and give birth to children. And the gypsies who are lazy in labor and idleness have also found a sense of identity in France and are ready to give up their long-term nomadic life and settle down. And the government can't blame them, can't guide them to create their own value, and can't fail to provide living security for them and their countless relatives and children, otherwise it will be politically incorrect and they will step down directly.
The white natives not only had to produce their own labor to support the government, but also to support the entire society. As the proportion of the population declines, the burden on each individual becomes heavier. Maybe slowly, maybe accelerated after a few social events akin to the Detroit riots, voting with their feet is pretty much their only option.
The question is, what happens after the white man is gone? Who will support the black gangs who are not doing their jobs properly, who will support the African-Arab Muslims who are angry every day, who will support the gypsies who make a living by performing arts every day, and who will support the dozen or so children born to each family?
Some problems don't go away just because you don't want to face them. From this point of view, there is still no solution to this problem.
Just like the ending scene, the white police officer weakly points at the black child with a gun that he will never dare to fire, and the black child is hesitating to throw or not to throw the Molotov cocktail in his hand.
Everyone is angry, helpless, and confused, but there is nothing they can do.
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