Montpellier. The intellectual heart of southern France. If Paris is the capital for fashionistas, artists, businessmen, and politics and Marseille the capital of the working-class, with its Old Port and bustling migrant community, then Montpellier stands as the Mediterranean’s sanctuary for thinkers and philosophers. Nestled between the Pyrenées and the
Montpellier. The intellectual heart of southern France. If Paris is the capital for fashionistas, artists, businessmen, and politics and Marseille the capital of the working-class, with its Old Port and bustling migrant community, then Montpellier stands as the Mediterranean’s sanctuary for thinkers and philosophers. Nestled between the Pyrenées and the
“I don’t get my Jamaican beef patties from a pizza place, I want authentic flavor. I’m a foodie,” someone once told me with a smug tone as if they were holding a VIP pass. I quipped, “Bro, it’s a f***ing dollar pizza joint, you’re not in Naples.” I’ve long held
The French are uncommonly proud and critical people — and that’s a good thing. Were they not, they would never have pursued the ideals most western societies are built upon today. Criticism requires a measure of situational awareness and a willingness to recognize how absurdly flawed things are. French pessimism
