Régis Debray's wrong-headed `foco' theory on guerrilla warfare was noted by Che Guevara, so Castro invited Debray to Cuba, and then sent him to Bolivia, to prepare the ground for Che. On his release from prison in 1971, Chilean President Salvador Allende greeted him as Che's former companion. Debray then took a message from Allende to François Mitterand in 1972, and in 1981 President Mitterand took him on at the Elysée Palace, as a putative expert on the Third World.
He recounts how for years he worked for Mitterand churning out `kilometres of pure Mitterand non-stop'. His book lists the celebrities he has met, in the same way that he procured intellectuals for exclusive, pointless interviews with Mitterand.
Verso notes that this book was `published with the aid of the French Ministry of Culture', and you can see why. It fits Verso's agenda by joining and celebrating the inglorious tradition of renegacy, including the likes of Ignazio Silone, the `great Italian anti-fascist' who spied on his comrades for Mussolini.
Who are the lords that he praises, even if ever so ironically? Certainly he had a servile relationship with his patron Mitterand. Is he plugging his recent book on God? Is he referring to Marx, Engels, Lenin and Stalin, whom he ritually derides? Or to Fidel and Che? This would surely win him brownie points with the CIA and France's DGSE, since it fits so neatly with the current US/EU attacks on Cuba. He finishes with `A Brief Militant's Lexicon', a random list of sneers at people better than himself.
This dreary and virtually unreadable tome is a Catholic confession of disillusionment, just the latest instalment in the `God that failed' genre, the answer to which has always been - don't have a God in the first place!
Debray was never part of the French working class, always déclassé and déraciné. He is an accidental man, a cynical theorist, promoted, virtually by chance, well beyond his competence, `a marginal memorialist', as he calls himself. His book proves once again that real revolutionaries, rightly, don't produce autobiographies.