French photographers may not be quite as notorious as Italy's pugnacious paparazzi, but they are no less unscrupulous about invading people's privacy. When they are not wading out into the Mediterranean to sneak pictures of Brigitte Bardot semi-nude on her private beach, they are risking their necks schussing down the ski slopes of the Alps on the track of the Aga Khan. In one typical operation they took a picture of a Parisian professor chatting with one of his students in a Left Bank bistro, then used it to illustrate an article attacking "old...
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