The Camp of the Saints Paperback – July 12, 2018

This ill-reputed narrative of the invasion of France by filthy outcaste masses from India has been reprinted several times since its publication in 1973 and seems to be going stronger than ever. Recently Steve Bannon called the recent migrations from Middle Eastern countries a ‘Camp of Saints’ type of thing”. Commonly ragarded as a racist tract, this book is actually rich in ideas and says more about the West than the East.“I had no idea this Steve, eh, Bannon existed at all,” the author said recently in an interview with Tablet magazine. “... a French journalist had me listen to what Bannon said about me the other day. I must say I was stunned. ... I don’t know this character and he has understood The Camp of the Saints. He has said that reading it made him see what should be done. Isn’t it extraordinary?”The Camp of the Saints is about the decadence of the West. Author Jean Raspail, a conservative Catholic, sees the problem as a loss of stable values and order. The basic narrative is Revelations 20:9: “And when the thousand years are ended, Satan will be released from his prison, and will go forth and deceive the nations which are in the four corners of the earth, Gog and Magog, and will gather them together for the battle; the number of whom is as the sand of the sea. And they went up over the breadth of the earth and encompassed the camp of the saints and the beloved city.” In the novel, Satan is “the dung man” a preacher who leads the Indian outcaste class (the nations in the four corners of the earth) to conquer the camp of the saints (the West). On his shoulder he always carries his offspring, the “monster child”: “at the bottom, two stumps, then an enormous trunk, all hunched and twisted; no neck but a kind of extra stump, a third one in place of a head ... and a mouth that was just a flap of skin over his gullet.” His huge impoverished rabble has enough collective resources to commandeer a hundred rusted steamers plus provisioning and coal to bring these outcasts from India to the West, which turns out to be the south of France.The proximate cause of this is the dung man's preaching. The author comments “The world is controlled, so it seems, not by a single specific conductor, but by a new apocalyptic beast, ... one that in some primordial time, must have vowed to destroy the Western World.” The monster child, evidently in touch with this beast, communicates with his father by eye-flashes and grimaces. Oddly the dung man sees an “atheist philosopher”, Ballan, as a redeemer who can save him. Meeting Ballan on a crowded Calcutta pier, the dung man pleads "Please take us with you ... Please." Ballan replies “Today’s the day, my friend. We’ll both be in paradise, you and I.” Ballan muses, “Seriously, God, is this your idea?” Shortly afterward, the stampede onto the ship knocks him overboard; his last thought before drowning is regret for rejecting the West.At the beginning of the sixty day voyage, European opinion is divided concerning the migration. Missionary doctors and clergymen admit they have encouraged it and are vaguely gratified to be carried along by a grand revolution. Among the media “ ..[There was] no lack of clever folk, willing from the start, to spread endless layers of verbal cream, spurting thick and unctuous from the udders of their minds. ... Eternal France, in keeping with time-honored custom, owed it to herself to stand up, solo, and squeal out sublime and noble notes of love.” Grandest of the rhetoricians is Orelle, a government official who has won a literary prize, who intones: “All the privileged nations must stand up as one, must lend a solemn ear to the eternal question, ”Cain, where is Abel thy brother?” Among the journalists, there is a race activist, Dio, who has made a career of blowing up minor racial incidents into scandals. There is an impoverished, alert, skeptical fellow, Machefer, who asks embarassing commonsense questions of the idealists. There is Durfort, a noisy and brainless idealist-leftist. There is Vilsberg, whose favored pose is as Deep Thinker who can never make up his mind. The idealists and activists (Dio and Durfort) make lots of money while Machefer just scrapes along, but he at least is devoted to truth and common sense. Their incessant quarrels add some fun to this otherwise gloomy narrative; I thought of ‘Bonfire of the Vanities.’ As for the common man, we see workingfolks Marcel and Josiane hearing Durfort asking the people to take the "refugees" into their homes. Marcel (drill-press machinist at an auto plant) is outraged. But the author realizes that going to the people has limitations. “Marcel is the people, his mind is their mind, half Durfort and half suede [i.e. luxury], not exactly the most compatible couple, but getting along by and large. And the people won’t lift a finger to help. Not in either direction. ... Marcel isn’t any less bright than his forbear the serf. But the monster has eaten away his brain, and he never even felt it. No, Marcel won’t go running to man the ramparts against the Ganges horde ... Let the troops fight it out among themselves. And if they turn tail and run, it’s not up to Marcel to bring up the rear ... He’ll sit by and watch today’s forts being sacked, He’ll let them all go.”French public opinion begins to turn to self-destructive after Dio publishes a long article, “Civilization of the Ganges”. “Arts, letters, philosophy ...” Here were “all the wonders that the Ganges had bestowed on us already ... how could we manage without these folk any longer!” - The Pope publishes tear-jerking messages. Socially-minded bishops call for something in spirit of Vatican III. The International Ganges Rescue Commission is formed from old hands with UNESCO and UNICEF -- “veterans in the rat race to gnaw the UN cheese”. The change in attitudes is overwhelming when Australia is vilified as racist simply for pointing out its right to exclude foreigners. Disgrace pours down on skippers on other ships that pass the migrants by. The fleet appears ready to pass through the Red Sea to Egypt, but when an Egyptian navy ship lobs a shell just above it, while the dung man and his monster child are on the bridge. This is enough to make the fleet change course and head around the Cape of Good Hope. The waters remain unbelievably calm throughout the long ocean trek. A storm comes up but the ships miss it only by a few hours. (The beast is on the migrants’ side.) Sufficient hints are planted to make the ending clear well in advance.Despite appearances, The Camp of the Saints is not about race, but about the problem of assimilating the foreigner. There are billions of people for whom dung is a vital product for brickmaking, fuel and fertilizer, so it’s intimate in their lives. The question is how we deal with the two facts: world population is increasing rapidly, and there are so many people in the world whom we really don’t want to live with. What to do? The problem is of course compounded when there are memories of conquest and subjection. Practically every people has been under subjection at some time and held other peoples under subjection at other times, but few are willing to face facts in their entirety. No matter what you would include in a proposed solution, national boundaries are essential. Once we acknowledge the point, there is the further question of what to do when due to political pressures many people are enabled to get in who according to reasonable standards of civilized behavior should not have been let in. But now we have entered a strictly political realm. Like the author of this book I should know when to stop.

As many reviewers apparently believe, this is not a manifesto of 'whiteness' it is a plea to preserve western culture. He sees multiculturalism as a contradiction and unworkable. He protrays the Ganges refugees as despising both those of France who try to help them and those who try to repel them. He believes that different races and cultures have an innate inability to fully 'get along' or be transformed into a successful melding one world culture. The poverty of the 3rd world and the prosperity of the West will inevitably lead to mass emigration to the West. Western meddling and past colonialism, high 3rd world birth rates and poverty and insecure borders can lead to instability, false hope and conflicts. The West must prepare to deal with the fact that it cannot be a refuge for all those who flee their own cultures and failed nations. The length and details of the progress of the 'Ganges fleet' may get a bit tedious to wade through, but this is an epic rant..He exaggerates the cultural characteristics of almost every person or ethnic/religious/political group mentioned in the book. His targets for criticism include 3rd world birth rates, pandering western media and useless politics, blind materialism, religious proselytizing in foreign cultures, everything about the UN, past European colonizing and empire, racism and anti-racism, disdain of western youth for their own culture, and western absorption with and attachment to the easy life. He uses sarcastic racial stereotypes to make points on cultural differences and failings. He calls the west the 'wolf' and the 3rd world 'sheep'. He values the preservation of different cultures, mainly his own. We do not understand other cultures and religions, and they do not really understand us, or want to understand us. He says one should be committed to the culture where you live. Take ownership of it, preserve it.

Amazing book everyone should read it - a work that is representative of the times we live in

An astouding read that shakes one's mindset to teh core.

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I really couldn't put it down. I recommended it to my friends but they were afraid "it would be too depressing". Not true: the pace of the storytelling and the dark humor really counter-balance the theme of the novel.Extremely vivid and immersive. A scathing examination of the cowardice of the western spirit, the Marxist elements of the media and politics, and the powerful foreign entities who sit comfortably in their high-rises while western civilization quickly digs its own grave.Rather than crush your spirit, this novel will motivate you to speak your mind, and speak what you truly believe, rather than trod along with what is 'politically correct' for fear of social exclusion.This writer is a literary genius who made a big sacrifice telling this story at the risk of his reputation and career.I would also recommend "Growth of the Soil" by Knut Hamsun and "Journey to the End of the Night" by Celine

This a very good edition of a prescient 1973 French novel about a Third World invasion of France through sheer force of numbers.The basic plot is that a fleet of 100 ships with upwards of 800,000 migrants sails from India and lands in southern France, which basically collapses and allows the migrants to take over.It has a lot of very interesting things say about the weakness of western societies in standing up to those who want to subvert them and destroy them, along with interesting comments and observations about many other related issues.Although this was written in 1973, it remains a very interesting novel in light of current population migrations and the resulting events in European and other western countries.