Brickclub: 3.1.8
So we’re back to the political will and inclinations of the gamins. And Hugo is pretty clear that this is actual politically-driven anarchism, not just generalized malcontentedness or mischief making. Sure, the gamins probably aren’t the most politically sophisticated of people, and most of the intricacies of government are not only above their heads but probably not things they really care about, but they still have concrete, definite opinions. And Hugo is all for their being allowed to have those opinions. He clearly admires their convictions and their willingness to make their political position known.
It’s interesting that he doesn’t tie that in more with their death wish, since having anti-government beliefs isn’t always, you know, safe, but I suppose gamins in the streets aren’t necessarily being targeted by censorship laws or free speech repression or whatever. Unfortunately, as several others have already point out, the gamins are pretty powerless to actually change anything. All they can really do is sing rude songs and draw caricatures on the walls. Enough to agitate, perhaps, but that’s it.
(Which plays into the whole ‘the gamins as Paris’ thing? Because Paris, for all that it is the Best City, can’t really do anything without its people. The gamins can witness and, to an extent, record, but they don’t have the power to change.
This feels like something to come back to when we get to Gavroche and the barricade. Someone remind me of that when we get there.)
So we get a cute story about Louis Philippe, because Hugo likes Louis Philippe for... reasons. (I mean, I know there are reasons, but it’s still kind of weird given everything.) It’s kind of entertaining how hard Hugo is already trying to make him just a hometown kind of guy, down with the people and willing to laugh at himself. Like, he’s still King, Hugo. Being willing to laugh at his own caricatures doesn’t change that fact.
Also, foreshadowing! But foreshadowing that seems very true to life -- when your life and liberty depend on not being caught by the cops, I expect you do learn to spot them quick, and memorize their personalities and what you can and can’t get away with around them. It seems like one of those vital life skills passed on from older to younger gamin.
And now, some historical digging under the cut:














