So, there is French. The French of France24, the French of les Brauche. That's those Nazi collaborates being back since the attack against DeGaulle that hired Cops like in LaHaine. Today, more French make a living in Algeria than Algerians in France in reality.
Then there is the other French. That French that needs subtitles in French telly ruled by elitarian German schoolbook educated humans that sold their French sole to money. That's those the characters of LaHaine meet in Paris. Those that do Cocaine a lot. That French makes me relax, because it makes sense and is as French is suppose to be. You think, you speak. No fill ups and on the point.
Now, I found another class. The French inbetween the real French and France24. It is hard to catch. They speak fast. Purposefully much faster than they possibly can think and that is the very idea, I guess. It is honest. Better then Police, Politics and France24 combined for just that, but makes as little sense most of the time.
Vive La Resistance! Rien Grand dans un Nation! Re Publique!