When we moved to a university city in 1981, there were regular reports of rapes on the campus.
In the city there were shootings and killings on a fairly regular basis.
We were shot at as we were on our way out to eat. Husband was attacked in the street. (sons' have been since too). Friends were shot at.... a long story that one, and sort of beggar's belief, but quite true and very frightening.
All our cars were damaged by other drivers when they were parked, including our brand new one, no one left a note. (Last visit our car was hit three times!)
Wish I could remember what was 'said' at the time, more risk of mugging in the UK and burglary in France.... or the other way round.
This is France to me, it is a heady mix of polite 'bonjours' etc and being shoved out of the way in a queue by the person who had just so polite, even if I knew them, rather than the 'general bonjour one says.
It has an undertone of lawlessness, which my french friends assure me that the government are fully aware of, because the french will only be pushed so far, and then will hit the barracades. How this has passed onto the young, I do not know, but my generation talked to me like this.
And it has always been a bit of a strange mess, with over secure fonctionnaires who too often don't give a hoot.
Any worse than it was, I cannot see it myself, as no one has told me that things are that much worse as yet, apart from prices, which everyone I know moan and whinge about all the time.