If Camus is a philosopher to classes end, Zola is a novelist for those of second and first. A boon for evil cravats Ministry, in charge of the programs, which could not dream of anything better: from theory (the experimental novel), the historical context for exposed pumped in extensots on Wikipedia, the return of characters, the novel cycle of admirably suited to the description statement lexicauxetc fields. In short, everything that should logically be hated writer, dascendance Italian, moreover, as if that was not enough. To this must be added a childhood in Provence, a region which shares with Corsica linsigne honor to provide regularly to the nation and its batches dabrutis bloodthirsty degenerates (cagna pastis + + Football + low cost identity folklore explosive cocktail). The required reading in high school Germinal and cordicole rehashed "JAccuse" as so many unhappy, warned mavait lasting detriment of the writer. Jy came back quite late to enjoy some novels, such as The Quarry and La Debacle (striking portrait of Napoleon III), and recently Au Bonheur ladies. Despite the thickness of volumes, read Zola's quite relaxing: you come back from time to time to relieve itself more challenging readings with lalibi easy feel of classic author. Analyzed objectively, Zola, this is because different 400 pages (through documentation of dumpers, sheets and dentretiens), crossbred of stories sentimental or sleeping around that nauraient not detonated in a photo story, all bound by the sauce of Darwinism social. Au Bonheur ladies is no exception to the rule. Everybody knows more or less the story: LAscension captain dindustrie (as we would say today) Octave Mouret, progressive lemprise department store on the little Parisian commerce and brains. The main characters, Mouret and Denise are particularly lanterns: one wonders how the first kind of cicisbeo for dancing afternoon spas, was able to reach such a situation, and how he could séprendre the second full nunuche quun writer of TV movie for France 3 Limousin naurait not dare imagine (orphan, poor, obviously, with two brothers chargeetc, all boxes are checked). Comments quon can read from right to left (especially right now), rehash all the same refrain: masterly description blah-blah-blah from the entrance to the world of mass consumption blah-blah-blah, work bla-bla-bla author of a sociologist at the top of his game. If done. Saperçoit in effect that national and international grocers quon model now gives us a bunch of morons are congenital because everything that makes their success has been described in detail there 120 years and that they have all that time to comply sy: létranglement suppliers, the use of children, lintéressement sellers, the company as a place of life and protective mother (recreation areas, library, music, "facilities" variety), the latter abjection, the worst being oeuvre by Denise White loie which like all philanthropists, nest little prodigal of his efforts to enslave his contemporaries. But there is something especially, which is the interest of the novel. This is processing, through the centralized wage and social control (jallais say that the company is the metaphor of the state, but it's more than that, the company has become the state, which reigns over the bodies and minds) of a people still marked the guild system, operated but conscious and united, in an undifferentiated mass, mindless, subservient and driven only by the miserable gossip and promotions (first or second pass of confections radius or silk). It is the majority of our citizens working in offices, often in the sector says services or trade, where positions are interchangeable, where the coffee machine serves dagora where the topics of discussion are limited to whether X layer with Y, and if Z will take the post of deputy head of the logistics office to W. contemptible subhuman having erased any roughness (including and especially gender differences) which we can see a perfect sample TV shows and in broadcasts of Canal Plus, prepared with the disturbing smile and good awareness of totalitarian participants Telethon for labrutissement widespread. Zola thank you. Here again, we can not say quon did not know.