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Les Renards Pâles. Yannick Haenel. Situationism Reborn?

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Les Renards Pâles. Yannick Haenel. 2013. Situationism Reborn?

“The memory of Guy Debord and the Situationist International went through me like the flash of a flaming comet: they were the last, in France, to give life to the word ‘revolution’, and to live that out as true freedom.” (Page 26)

Jean Deichel, the narrator of Les Renards Pâles (the Pale Foxes), is 43 years old and unemployed. Rent unpaid, living in a kind of stupor, he leaves his flat and goes to live in his car, a Renault 11 Break, in one of the last streets in Paris where parking is not metered.

Turning the radio on Jean finds that a new French President has been elected – he had chosen not to cast his ballot. As he listens he keeps hearing the word “work”. Work? It destroys people’s lives. After having slogged his guts out in the Parisian suburbs, he has decided that he simply does not want a job. Jean imagines what would happen if everybody refused to be docile, to obey the “republican duty” to labour, a general strike against work…

A very different story to the man who loses his post and pretends to go out to the office every day follows. Jean roams Paris, guided by his ‘I Ching’, En attendant Godot, found in the glove compartment. He is unconcerned with current events, sensitive only to the changing “clouds and overgrown weeds that cover the last empty spaces of Paris.”

Something of a psychogeographer and a cousin of Walter Benjamin’s Flâneurs Jean does not linger in the modern Arcades, les Halles, or the luxury elsewhere but remains outside, often in the 19th and 20th Arrondissements. He sees the phantoms of the Commune rise, thinks, at Tourelles, of an Internment Camp for ‘undesirables’, refugees and resistance fighters, in 1941. Jean is aware of the hidden civil war that continues in France right till today. It was if the “blood of revolutionaries had never ceased flowing in France.” (Page 95)

A Belleville encounter with an acquaintance, and his circle of rebellious “artists” (the inverted commas are Haenal’s) rises into an intoxicating debate about confronting the “nouvel élu” (the President). Jean announces that he had voted for Max Stirner, the author of the Ego and His Own, (1844). Is this an affirmation of his “uniqueness”? One, Bison, is a veteran of the Genoa 2011 protests. He does not stop talking about the G8, that it crystallised the world split into the resistance and the repression. Corned about his own politics, Jean admits, to the disdain of his questioner, that he voted for nobody. He finishes by thinking that the phantoms of the state take a life of their own, “politics eats the body of those who have the weakness to believe in it.” (Page 43)

Two of this group leave to join the Tarnac Group (L’inssurection qui vient). Yet Jean’s own itinerary leads to perhaps a more radical end.

The Dogans and Les Renards Pâles

Fascinated by a wall slogan, La Société n’existe pas, Jean ponders the idea that there is no place for him, or us, in a society that talks of “re-educating” the unemployed through compulsory labour. He meets Malian migrants, working as dustmen, “picking up France’s shit to feed Mali.” A mysterious woman, nicknamed ‘La Reine de Pologne’ who visits the swimming pool he uses to keep clean, takes him to a Griot (Malian Sorcerer) who explains the story of the Renards Pâle, a creature of their cosmology, “cet animal anarchiste qui s’étatait rebellé contre la Création” (page 109) The cruelty of this anarchist animal, inspiring divination, could come to Paris and in an insurrection that could overturn our world.

The novel unfolds into that tumultuous uprising: “un spectre hante la France, c’est L’Afrique”. Treated as slaves, massacred under colonial rule – as “brutes” in the Heart of Darkness – Africa has come to France as the ‘sans papiers’ (‘illegals’). The deaths of two Malians, Issa and Kouré, set the wheels of rebellion in motion. An “Insurrection of masks”, abolishing the very of countries, and…at the conclusion, masks and identity papers. “Cette nuit à travers les flames qui la consacraient, la place de la Concorde reprenait son ancien nom: elle était à nouveau la place de la Révolution.” (Page 173) The old name, Revolution, is restored, and, in a world where nobody has identity papers any more, the conclusion left just beyond the tips of our tongues. That may well be a world without borders, and free from the “republican duty” to toil in misery.

André Breton spoke of. “convulsive” beauty. He would have been stunned by Les Renards Pâles. The novel’s pages are studded with agitated movement (a frequent word is ‘tituber’), and glimpses of the majestic beyond. The past weighs in both through nightmarish revenants, and reappears through more kindly Furies. Heanal has made a political and artistic intervention that breaks the boundaries of what appears possible – and impossible. In this sense it is truly in the line of all that was best in Situationism. That is not all. The prose and delivery of Les Renards Pâles stands muster with the best contemporary world literature.

Le Monde critic Jean Birnbaum is amongst many who have fallen for Haenel’s “hypnotic charm” and “sublime voice” (le Monde des Livres. 23rd August 2013) This book is important: it must be read.

* The Tarnac group’s ideas are clearly referenced by Haenel, “S’organiser par-delà et contre le travail, deserter collectivement le régime de la mobilisation, manifester l’existence d’une vitalité et d’une discipline dans la démobilisation même est un crime qu’une civilization aux abois n’est pas près de nous pardoner; c’est en effet la seule façon de lui survivre”

L’insurrection qui vient. 2007.

Account in English here.



Written by Andrew Coates

September 20, 2013 at 12:30 pm

6 Responses

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  1. Message only:

    Since I have no other way to contact you I am posting this appeal around from LabourStart if you would be prepared to post as well (photo can be used)




    Howard Fuller

    September 20, 2013 at 7:31 pm

  2. Howie, there is an E-Mail – public – address in the About Tendance Coatesy section (top right).

    But people should follow the link above.

    The cause is important, “I need your help to save the life of Victor Crespo Urgent appeal by Eric Lee of LabourStart”

    I had received an E-Mail via the local Trades Council about this.

    Andrew Coates

    September 22, 2013 at 11:19 am

  3. I’ve never been able to work out whether Situationism was a serious political movement or a rather obscure joke.

    Dr Paul

    September 24, 2013 at 1:23 pm

  4. It appeals to a certain type of person: I got a twitter response from a French guy linking me to a rant against this book of such obscurity that the diatribe seemed to be the main point.

    Andrew Coates

    September 25, 2013 at 10:29 am

  5. Here is the response,

    “Les Renards pâles : la nouvelle imposture littéraire de Yannick Haenel

    Jean Deichel, le pâle paumé initié (à quoi, pas grand-chose en fait, nous le verrons plus tard) dont Yannick Haenel se sert depuis Cercle comme misérable porte-voix de ses pseudo-thèses dolentes et masque dogon de sa criante absence de talent littéraire, lit, quelques pages après le début des Renards pâles, En attendant Godot de Beckett, et fixe son attention sur le dialogue que nouent les deux vagabonds, l’un s’interrogeant à haute voix et ne recevant aucune réponse, pas plus que nous n’en recevrons, nous : «Que faisons-nous ici, voilà ce qu’il faut se demander».
    Je me suis très vite demandé, à mon tour, ce que je faisais ici ou là en lisant le dernier roman de Yannick Haenel, galimatias didactique, livre inepte que l’on peut sans trop exagérer qualifier comme étant l’une des plus magnifiques courges de cette rentrée dite littéraire, comme toujours copieusement arrosée par le directeur de la collection L’Infini, Philippe Sollers qui a trouvé, en Yannick Haenel et François Meyronnis (auquel le livre du premier est bien évidemment dédié, ces deux-là étant inséparables dans leur commune nullité) ses deux plus féroces hongres, ses deux plus lamentables héritiers. Passons, le maître se reconnaît à ses élèves et les productions du potager à la qualité de son fumier.”

    There is lots, lots, more here.


    Andrew Coates

    September 26, 2013 at 11:44 am

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