Arthur Goldhammer

Arthur Goldhammer is a writer, translator, and Affiliate of the Center for European Studies at Harvard. He blogs at French Politics. Follow him on Twitter: @artgoldhammer.

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A Turn in European Terror

Targets of terror in France and Germany have shifted from well-defened government facilities to more vulnerable public spaces. 

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Sipa via AP Images Flowers, candles and messages are placed after Father Jacques Hamel was killed during an attack in a church in Saint-Etienne-du-Rouvray, Normandy, France, July 27, 2016 O n July 26, while America was distracted by the nomination of Hillary Clinton and the continuing disgruntlement of the Bernie-or-Bust faction, terror in Europe took an ominous new turn. An 85-year-old Catholic priest was murdered in front of his altar and members of his congregation by two young terrorists whom ISIS immediately claimed as its “soldiers.” One of the attackers, 18-year-old Adel Kermiche , had reportedly attempted on two occasions to join ISIS forces in Syria, for which he was arrested and placed under electronic surveillance by French security forces. Why his electronic bracelet failed to prevent the attack will surely be a matter of great concern to investigators. Not only does the church killing in Saint-Etienne-du-Vouvray, a suburb of Rouen in Normandy, come less than two weeks...

Terror on the Bay of Angels

France is on the verge of losing its grip in the wake of repeated mass murder by members of its own minority communities.

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AP Photo/Laurent Cipriani A French flag stands stall amongst a floral tribute for the victims killed during a deadly attack, on the famed Boulevard des Anglais in Nice, southern France, Sunday, July 17, 2016. N ice is a small gem of a city. With a population roughly half that of Boston, it lies sandwiched in a thin strip of littoral between the imposing Maritime Alps and the glorious Bay of Angels, Nice’s private patch of Mediterranean azure. The city combines a raunchily democratized remnant of 19th-century French elegance with a dollop of olive-tinged Italian bravado, complete with socca , the distinctive Niçois variant of the pizza ( Nissa la bella actually belonged to the king of Sardinia prior to the 1860 Treaty of Turin, and it was part of the Italian zone of occupation in World War II). The sea has carved out a breathtaking crescent of coast between the Nice airport (soon to be owned by a Chinese investor) and Saint-Jean-Cap-Ferrat, playground of the world’s wealthy, where Noel...

Memories of Michel Rocard

Former French Prime Minister Michel Rocard, who died on July 2 at age 85, will be remembered as a brilliant socialist analyst and forthright contrarian. 

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(Photo: Guillaume Souvant/SIPA) Former French Prime Minister and member of the Socialist Party Michel Rocard, on August 31, 2012 M ichel Rocard was one of the great “might have beens” of politics. To say this is to take nothing away from his accomplishments, which were real, but simply to underscore the fact that he never fulfilled his ambition to remake the French left from the top by assuming the presidency, of which he was deprived by his detested nemesis François Mitterrand. Of Mitterand, Rocard declared , “Le mépris profond que je porte à son absence d'éthique est compatible avec l'admiration totale que j'ai pour sa puissance tactique.” (“My deep contempt for his lack of ethics matches my total admiration for his tactical prowess.”) Of course, this might well be read as an apologia pro vita sua : “I failed tactically because I was too ethical to do what was needed.” If so, it would be a tragic verdict on his chosen métier , for which he expressed his contempt in other long-...

After Brexit: What Remains of the European Project?

The British have made up their minds. But what drove them to it?

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AP Photo/Matt Dunham, File A European Union flag, right, and a Union Jack are displayed outside Europe House, the European Parliament's British offices in London, June 22, 2016. O n the night of June 23, I went to bed anxious about the results of Britain’s referendum on whether or not to leave the European Union. On the morning of June 24, upon learning of the British people’s decision to go, I became a European patriot. I discovered that I had an emotional attachment to the European Union that went beyond my reasons for thinking it on the whole, despite certain manifest shortcomings and failures, a good thing. I am well-versed in the critical literature that has grown up around the European project since its inception in the aftermath of World War II. I am aware of the EU’s ungainly, opaque, and often dysfunctional institutional structure . I recognize the force of chronic complaints that its decision-making structures suffer from both a “democratic deficit” and the undue influence...

Privilege, Passion, and Politics

The carnage in Orlando and hooliganism in Marseille prompt thoughts about reason versus the passions and the nature of the American Constitution.

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Curtis Compton/Atlanta Journal Constitution via AP Thousands hold candles in the air after a bell tolled for each of the victims, during a vigil Monday, June 13, 2016, in Orlando, Florida, the day after an attack on a gay nightclub left dozens dead. I spent the weekend on Block Island, a pear-shaped residue of the Wisconsonian Laurentide glacier, which left these 10 square miles of terminal moraine behind when it retreated some 22,000 years ago. The Nature Conservancy counts the island among its “Last Great Places,” of which there are only 12 in the western hemisphere. Ulysses S. Grant stayed here, and he would probably still recognize the place, because 40 percent of the island is now set aside as conservation land, and affluent New Englanders have bought up and manicured much of the remainder in order to savor the tranquil rhythms of rural life without having to endure the inconveniences. Because my parents-in-law had the foresight to acquire an abandoned farm for a few thousand...

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