The French Eat Their Young by Stephen G. Bloom

Paris and Disneyland: could any two places on earth be more different? How can a Euro-Disney exist in the shadow of Paris, the City of Lights, the most sophisticated city in the world?


Disneyland is Kid Heaven, and that's why Euro-Disney is positively, absolutely anti-French. How can a nation genetically opposed to indulging children get away with the biggest childhood indulgence of all? How can the average droll Parisian, who chain smokes Gitanes in a Left Bank cafe, spoon feeds his French poodle pate, and reads Descartes on the metro, possibly enjoy — even tolerate — Mickey Mouse?

Vagabond

Sacre Bleu!

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