Some historical and global examples of tax resistance → France → Poujadism, 1955 → Pierre Poujade

In The New York Times earlier this week, Robert Zaretsky drew some parallels between today’s American “TEA Party” movement and France’s Poujadism half a century ago.

One difference Zaretsky doesn’t mention is that Pierre Poujade’s conservative, populist, pro-imperialist, anti-tax movement actually put some skin in the game, whereas thus far the “TEA Party” has been all talk.

In , Poujade led his “Union for the Defense of Shopkeepers and Artisans” in a tax resistance campaign. “Tens of thousands of taxpayers, mostly in southern France, where his strength is greatest, have refused to make their first installment in payment of taxes on last year’s income.” He also occasionally called for brief strikes in which Poujadists would shutter their shops. In some areas, so it was reported, “unabashed Poujade vigilantes went right on chasing tax collectors down the roads, mobbing police and defying troops assigned to escort them.” According to another account:

The loudspeaker is [the movement’s] symbol and it all started in earnest one bright morning… when a loudspeaker mounted on a truck brought awful tidings to the pleasant little town of St. Cere near Toulouse in south-west France.

“Attention,” it blared. “Attention. The tax inspector is in town.”

There was a rumbling sound as the steel curtains with which French shops are shuttered at night were rolled down all over St. Cere. Then, amidst ominous quiet, a strange procession wound its way through the medieval streets.

At the head of it marched the tax inspector, carrying a bulging briefcase. He was followed by 80 black-uniformed members of the Republican Security Corps with gas masks dangling from their shoulders and submachine guns at the ready. After them, looking just a little scared, came the entire citizenry of the town.

The tax inspector rapped on steel curtain after steel curtain, demanding to be let in to see the books. Nowhere did he get an answer. When they found that even the bistros were locked, the hapless inspector and his guards gave up their mission and beat a humble retreat from St. Cere.

The tax-hating citizens had revolted against the Government of France, and won.

Defiance soon was carried further than that. Angry “Poujadistes” began resorting to physical violence against stubborn tax inspectors who insisted on seeing the accounts. They also took to spiking forced tax sales by refusing to bid until the auctioneer had lowered the price of whatever was up for sale to a laughably small figure. Thus a tax delinquent might buy back his own shop for, say 10 cents. At an auction the other day, a brand-new car went for one franc, or less than one-third of a cent.

The movement has got its members elected to office in almost three-fourths of France’s departmental chambers of commerce. It has secure the support of most of the provincial press, often by threatening mass cancellations of subscriptions, while its own monthly publication, L’Union, has a circulation of 450,000.

Here’s a Life magazine article about the Poujade movement, featuring pictures of some of the resisters, and the detail that “some priests ring church bells to warn of the arrival of the revenuers.” Another brief wire service note shows that the Poujade phenomenon started to cross national boundaries and develop copycat movements elsewhere, perhaps not by accident.

Like the anti-tax, anti-big-government right-wing in the United States today, the Poujadists didn’t seem to mind certain expensive big government projects:

Poujade presented a seven point program to enable France to hold Algeria, hinged on the presence of a large army, strong measures of repression of the independence movement, severe punishment for those who advocate autonomy, and unspecified “reforms” to overcome the unrest of the natives.

When hecklers yelled, “How can you reduce taxes by starting a full fledged war in North Africa?” Poujade’s men quickly silenced them.

The Poujadists briefly formed a political party, and more than fifty of its slate were elected to the Chamber of Deputies (including a young Jean-Marie Le Pen). The movement was short-lived, though. The party was organized on rigidly authoritarian lines and didn’t have much of a platform beyond its complaints.

Poujade decided to bet everything on a single, high-stakes roll of the dice: he’d call for a reenvocation of the States-General (which hadn’t convened since ) as a way of overriding the existing government with a populist revolt. The American parallel would be if the “TEA Party” people were to call for a Constitutional Convention to rewrite the United States Constitution more to their liking. He couldn’t pull this off, and lost credibility. A year after their surprisingly strong showing at the polls, people were already asking “what ever happened to the Poujadists?”


From the Milwaukee Journal, which is so folksy it hurts:

Pierre Will Not Pay His Taxes, Therefore He’s a Hero in France

by Edward Cornish

Pierre Poujade cheats on his taxes and it has made him a national hero.

The law says the handsome, 34 year old Poujade should be in the bastille. Instead he heads a movement of 800,000 Frenchmen and has travelled 45,000 miles in the last year preaching his creed — don’t pay.

Poujade will carry his revolution to the capital when he addresses five mass meetings in Paris expected to draw crowds of between 300,000 and 500,000.

That is something like 50 times the number of collectors in all France so it is understandable if the finance ministry looks the other way.

Cheating on taxes is, of course, nothing new in France. Artifices to that end are something of a national pastime. But never before had a Frenchman taken such a direct course as Poujade.

It started in his home town of Saint-Cere in southern France where Poujade ran a small stationery store to support his wife, three sons and daughter. He played on the football team, organized festivals and might have been a happy man except for one thing. Taxes.

“Mon dieu!” he would complain to his wife. “This cannot go on.”

Then, on , he got word tax collectors were coming again to check his books Poujade summoned his friends and soon the entire village had massed around his shop. They refused to let the collectors get near the store.

The collectors retired, muttering that they would be back. But with the whole town supporting Poujade, there was little they could do.

The movement snowballed. Tax men in small towns throughout the department found themselves accosted by surly mobs. Sometimes they were roughed up but generally they were allowed to leave unharmed but empty handed.

“South of the Loire (river) we are no longer masters of the situation,” a high official confessed.

Finance Minister Edgar Faure has been cagey. He promised that if taxpayers would file honest returns, he would lower tax rates. The shopkeepers replied that if the government would lower rates first, they would consider honesty.

Poujade has vigorously refused to connect his movement with any political party although the Communists, among others made overtures.

Poujade admits France must have taxes and so far he hasn’t come forward with any really constructive suggestions. He complains that there are 3,250 different tax laws for a little merchant.

“We want a tax system based on justice,” he says. “That means we pay our taxes when we buy our goods and from then we are through with all the worries and paper work. We are willing to pay more if we earn more but not as now when we pay more and more while we earn less and less.”

Already hailed as the “Robin Hood of the taxpayers,” Poujade plans to put pressure on the national assembly.

“It is their job to find a way out,” he says.

The whole newspaper is written like it was intended for an audience of grade schoolers.


What ever happened to Pierre Poujade? The Spectator caught up to him in , almost fifty years after he led his enormous tax revolt in France.

The article briefly recapped his adult life: fleeing from the Nazis and joining the Free French forces, where the British Royal Air Force trained him as a pilot… then, after a stint doing door-to-door book sales, he “saved enough to open his own bookshop back home in Saint Cere, in the Lot department of South West France”:

There Poujadism was born, on . The dreaded tax inspectors were due, and those traders to be subjected to a control — a fearsome trawl through every last centime in their accounts — shivered in their back rooms. The discovery of the most piffling abuse or inadvertent error, and the victim would be “strangled, garrotted, ruined”. Poujade clutches his neck and feigns the agony involved.

Poujade was a member of the town council, and his communist adversary came puffing along on his bike. He was to be inspected. What was to be done? “Well,” said Poujade, “they’ll put you through the moulinette and it will be me next. We must leave our knives in the cloak-room and tackle this together.” And thus was organised the first show of resistance.

“I became the spokesman because even then I had the reputation of being a big mouth,” he chuckles. On inspection day he sounded the tocsin on the church bell, and the tax collectors arrived to find the whole village, including the curé, in the street. They filled the communist’s shop and refused to let him produce his accounts, even if he had wanted to.

“But,” cried the collectors, “l’administration [you have to have lived in France to understand the resonance of that octopoid being invoked against you] has decided that all the tax controls of the Lot will be done by the end of the month.”

“Tell the administration,” roared the 33-year-old Poujade, “that you have already finished. There will be no more controls.”

That first phase, he says now, ‘that was real Poujadism — everyone shoulder-to-shoulder.” They had ras-le-bol — which means they had had it up to there: the ras-le-bol factor, always present in French life, was the foundation of his movement, enabling him to lead the only meek and quiescent French class of small traders and businessmen to open revolt.

A year later Poujade could stalk the country end to end among nearly a million members of his Union for the Defence of Shopkeepers and Craftsmen. He made the wonky Fourth Republic government tremble and panic; he led a march on Paris and filled the Vélodrome d’Hiver, then the biggest arena in Paris with more than 20,000 seats, to overflowing for his speeches.

“If they don’t change the law, we’ll change the government” was the slogan, and the government believed it. Many concessions were granted, and, for a brief, heady time, the Poujadists held the administration in thrall. Préfets did nothing without consulting them, ministers would not visit a region without their permission.

“Of course,” he says staidly, “it could not last — it was a state within a state.” He could have led 10,000 armed war veterans down the Champs Elysées, but he seems to have had no real taste for grabbing power, preferring democracy. In the elections his movement won 53 seats and polled two and a half million votes.

“Poujadism is not a political party; it has no philosophy, no doctrine, no religious affiliation. It is a movement for economic survival by little people harassed by the fisc… all kinds of people — Catholics, Muslims, Jews, Protestants, atheists, communists, and populism, pure and simple. Nothing to do with Right or Left.”


Thousands of old newsreels from the British Pathé archives have been posted to YouTube. Here are a handful that show some rare motion picture footage of tax resistance actions of the past:

The nicest way of being Arrested

“Tired of waiting — women councillors arrange by telephone with Sheriffs Officer to be taken to prison altogether at 3 o’clock!” This was part of the Poplar Rates Rebellion of (silent):

Les obsèques des ouvriers de l’usine Krupp…

Footage of the funerals of (and commemorative parade for) of Krupp factory workers killed during the strikes of the Ruhrkampf in (silent):

Footage of Gandhi

Here’s some footage released in soon after his imprisonment for sedition. It shows him addressing an outdoor Indian National Congress meeting (silent):

This comes from , at the time of the Salt March, and shows Gandhi addressing a crowd and large groups of people in “Gandhi caps” walking along with him (silent):

Rideaux Baissés et Portes Closes

Parisian shopkeepers and businesses shut down one afternoon in in a hartal to protest against new taxes (silent):

Footage of Irish Blue Shirts

This comes from a point in when the quasi-fascist Blue Shirt party had launched a tax strike. One person was killed by police during an attempt to stop a tax auction of seized cattle, and this newsreel shows footage of the funeral (silent):

Tax & Taxis!

Parisian taxi drivers blockade the streets outside the Chamber of Deputies in a tax protest:

Farmers Protest

Belgian farmers drive their tractors into the provincial capital in to protest a new tax, and a pitchfork-waving, paving-stone-throwing, tire-burning riot ensues:

Footage of a large meeting with Pierre Poujade speaking

From , by which time Poujade was trying to transform his regional tax protest into a national political party (silent):