Internet means French can no longer keep pecadilloes secret
The treatment of l'affaire Strauss-Kahn proves that scandal at least lacks a specific national flavour. What happens in one place has as good as happened everywhere, if the name of the alleged miscreant is grand enough.
The press here in France concedes that whether or not DSK is eventually found guilty, the verdict has already been pronounced and the sentence as good as carried out. Did the female judge in Manhattan yield to self-importance and the prospect of national fame when she denied him bail and insisted that he be paraded in handcuffs?
Did Americans not feel even a twitch of pleasure in seeing a prominent Frenchman caught, so to speak, with his pants down?