My British surname cancels my right to grumble

My mother is French. I have a baccalauréat littéraire from a French lycée and studied at the Sorbonne. I live in France. But, because my surname is British, it seems I’m not allowed to moan in any way about life here.

I am allowed to stand by while French people complain, but should I want to join in, I am soon met with a version, subtle or direct, of “if you don’t like it, go home...”

Instead, you should feel blessed la belle France has accepted you and remember the reasons you came here in the first place.


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