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October 15 Protests in Luxembourg

October 16th, 2011  |  Published in Luxembourg, Politics

Yesterday there were big protests all over the world; Aaron Bady has lots of great photos over at his place. From what I hear, the march back in New York was large and successful.

Here in Luxembourg, things were a little more sedate. Here are some pictures of varying quality, which you can click to expand.

I got downtown at around 4:30, at which point the rally in the Place d’Armes had already been going for half an hour:

Stage shot

The speeches only lasted another 10 or 15 minutes after I got there; what I heard (and was in a language I understood) was pretty broad stuff about global economic justice, nothing too exciting to report. That crew on stage punctuated every brief speech with music though. I’m bad at estimating crowds, but there must have been a few hundred people there at least:

The Crowd at the Plaza

That might not sound very impressive, but keep in mind that Luxembourg City is a town of 80,000 people, of which some substantial fraction are bankers, and I think some folks went up to Brussels for the big demonstration there.

One thing that was very much absent was any of the major political parties. This guy’s swag from “The Left” was exceptional:

dei Lenk shoulder bag

The organizers had covered the stage with signs, which reflected Luxembourg’s crazy quilt of languages and ethnicities. The messages on the right are, I believe, in the local L√ętzebuergesch language:

Signs in French and Luxembourgish

The dominant inspiration for yesterday’s event wasn’t Occupy Wall Street as much as it was the Spanish “indignados”:

If you're not indignant, you're not informed

There were also messages related to more general European-level concerns:

Against the Euro Pact

We Don't Want to Save Banks!!!!

And some good old anti-capitalism:

Capitalism = Cannibalism

That’s not to say that USA-related messages were absent:

USA-themed signs

And the “99%” meme has made it here too. I swear I took this picture yesterday, even though it looks like it came from some kind of activist stock photo site:

Luxembourgers are also the 99 percent

After the speeches wrapped up, we started marching through downtown Luxembourg City. Note what you won’t see in the following pictures: cops. I literally didn’t see a single one either at the rally, or as we marched around town, alternately on the sidewalks and in the streets. In fact, I’ve only seen the police once in the nearly two weeks I’ve been here, which really underscores the awful militarized quality of everyday life in American cities. I miss a lot of things about the U.S., but I’m very happy to be 3000 miles away from the nearest NYPD officer.

We were led on our march by this crew of singers and musicians; I guess they’re supposed to represent a cross-section of the working class, but they kind of look the activist Village People:

The Activist Village People

We stopped in front of the Grand Duke’s palace, which is the sort of thing you don’t get to do at American protests. Note the lone armed guard marching in the background:

At the Grand Duke's palace

Another shot at the palace

We wrapped things up at this overlook; protesting in Luxembourg can be very scenic!

A scenic end to the march

Finally, this has nothing to do with the protests, it’s just some miscellaneous awesomeness. On my way home, I came across these kids breakdancing underneath the main bus terminal:

Breakdancers!

Luxembourg Notes: the Eye of the Hurricane, the Land of the 1 Percent

October 10th, 2011  |  Published in Luxembourg, Politics

View of Kirschberg, Luxembourg City

Above is a view of Luxembourg City, where I’ll be living for the rest of 2011, while I’m working at the LIS Cross-National Data Center. The glass buildings looming in the distance are the banking district of Kirschberg, with a medieval wall running in front of them; I think this captures the feel of the place pretty well. I’ll get back to writing about my usual obsessions presently, but this post reflects my scattered attempts to understand the nation I’m living in.

The Grand Duchy of Luxembourg is a peculiar little country–and coming from New York City, it’s a jarring transition. I’m still getting used to being in a place where everything closes by 9 PM (and nothing opens at all on Sunday), and where you actually have to look at a bus schedule before you try to get anywhere. Living with this slower pace of life kind of forces you to acknowledge that the sense of ceaseless life and possibility you get in New York is something of an illusion, made possible by the tireless work of innumerable low wage workers, who stay on the job around the clock so as to ensure that the city never sleeps. The low-commodification, shorter-hours, less wage labor kind of economy I often like to evoke would probably look more like Luxembourg. Still, the wine here is cheap and even the gas station sells great fresh baguettes, so I think I could get used to this pace of life. And of course, a lot of it is just a question of scale and density: the whole country has a population of barely 500,000, or roughly the same as Staten Island, and the capital city is less than 90,000.

Luxembourg is an especially strange place to be right now: it sort of feels like I’m in the eye of the hurricane of the European economic crisis. Daily life here seems calm and contented in one of the richest countries on earth, where GDP per capita is vastly greater than in the US and nearly three times the European Union average. According to the national statistical agency, the unemployment rate in 2010 was 4.5 percent, one of the lowest in Europe, and real GDP growth for 2011 is projected at a modest but respectable 3.4 percent. Though any economic data about Luxembourg should be taken a bit skeptically, since the majority of the country’s workforce is either foreign workers or “cross-border” workers who commute to Luxembourg from their homes in the surrounding countries.

But Luxembourg has much to fear from the gathering banking crisis in Europe. Although the national economy was once based on steel, these days banking and finance make up a quarter of the Luxembourg’s GDP. Historically, the country was known as something of a tax haven and a place for nefarious individuals to stash their money, although EU membership and post-financial crisis pressure has forced a bit of transparency on the financial sector here. Of the 146 banks in the country, just 16 are headquartered in Luxembourg: the rest are subsidiaries of foreign banks, including 43 German banks and 13 French banks. Or maybe make that 12: just today comes news of the bailout of Dexia, a French-Belgian bank whose Luxembourg division is the country’s fourth-largest private employer. Due to all the banks, investment funds, and foreign companies here, Luxembourg’s external debt–the amount owed to non-Luxembourgers by the government, companies, and individuals in the country–amounts to over $3.7 million for every single person in the country. Given all this, it’s hard to see how a financial crisis in the European banking system could be anything but catastrophic here. But it’s hard for me to say: not much is written about the effect of a crisis on Luxembourg, for the sensible reason that nobody really cares what becomes of a tiny country with a GDP the size of Uganda’s.

Politically, too, Luxembourg is right in the middle of things. While distrust of the European Union is high in much of Europe, Luxembourgers remain solid supporters of European integration. Prime Minister Jean-Claude Juncker of the Christian-democratic Christian Social People’s Party (CSV) has been in power here since 1995, and he has played a role in the EU out of all proportion to his diminutive country. He’s long been known as a canny political operator in the Eurozone, and recently made some news by musing on the benefits of darkness and secrecy. Just as I was arriving here, EU finance ministers were meeting in Luxembourg, in a meeting chaired by Juncker, to map out their next bumbling steps toward non-resolution of the crisis. It seems that Juncker himself favors moving in the direction of fiscal integration in Europe, and he has spoken favorably of issuing “eurobonds” as a response to the crisis; this seems to have strained his relationships with his French and German patrons.

All that seems a bit remote from daily life here, though, at least if you don’t work for a bank. As for politics within Luxembourg itself, it does exist–even if you might not always be able to tell. Like many European countries, Luxembourg is a constitutional monarchy; in this case, though, the monarch is not a king but a Grand Duke. (The back story here is that Luxembourg used to be ruled by the King of the Netherlands; however, Luxembourg’s rules of succession didn’t allow for female monarchs, so when a Queen came to power in the Netherlands control of Luxembourg passed to a Grand Duke). The Grand Duke is just a figurehead, although until recently he had the power to veto laws–a power he lost after threatening to block a euthanasia bill passed by parliament.

The elected leader, Juncker, feels a bit like a monarch himself–as I noted, he’s been in power for 16 years. At the national level, Luxembourg politics is dominated by the Christian Democrats of Juncker’s CSV, which has been the dominant party of government and held the Prime Minister’s post continually with only one brief exception since World War II. Locally, however, the other parties have their regional strengths.

I got here a week before the municipal elections, so I saw electoral posters everywhere and even ran into a few candidates drumming up votes downtown. There were seven party lists, of which three are plausibly “left”: the social-democratic Luxembourg Socialist Workers Party, the Left Party (formed by a merging of various communist and socialist forces about ten years ago) and the old Communist Party of Luxembourg:

Looking at the results of the muncipal elections this morning, I was reminded how different the geography of class looks in other countries, and how much my own intuitions about it are shaped by my parochial U.S. experience.

Americans these days are used to thinking of the inner cities as strongholds of left-liberalism, with the suburbs and rural areas as wellsprings of reaction. This, however, is not the pattern you see in a lot of European cities, where the rich and middle classes remained in the center and the working class was pushed to the fringes. Most famously, Paris is surrounded by the Red Belt: the working class suburbs that long provided the core of the French Communist Party’s support.

In Luxembourg, the social democratic and leftist parties find their greatest support in the “Red Lands”, the historic steel and iron producing heartland in the south of the country. The politics of Luxembourg City itself, in contrast, are thoroughly bourgeois. The winning party in the just-finished elections was the long-dominant Democratic Party, which is a “liberal” party in the European sense: progressive on issues like LGBT rights and abortion, and secular (unlike the ruling CSV), but committed to the neo-liberal economic line on things like deregulation and low taxes. They will govern in a coalition with the Green Party, which appears to be as ideologically slippery as its counterparts in Germany and elsewhere.

Of course, there’s a lot more to political life than electoral politics, even in the sleepy Grand Duchy. My biggest immediate regret about leaving New York was that I had to leave behind the exciting and surprising Occupy Wall Street protests; I only managed to make it down once before I left, but I found the whole scene inspiring and confusing in equal measure. For whatever reason, the movement has struck a chord, and I was amazed to turn on an Internet stream of New York’s NPR station today and find that just about every show was talking about OWS. This Saturday, there is a call for protests around the world that are in some kind of loose solidarity with OWS–including, it turns out, in Luxembourg. I’ll be tracking these folks down and seeing what they’re up to, and I’ll report back on how the events on Wall Street look to folks in the heartland of the European 1 percent.