You speak to us in a word…
The word burlesque, which suggests comedy, our old silent films, which the writer Kamel Daoud chose to associate with another word, tragic, to express the fear and oppression in the country, Algeria, of which he come…
And the scene he describes in a text in Le Figaro is undoubtedly burlesque.
“My friend makes faces, waves his hands, picks up a notebook and then scribbles. I wait, just as silent. I then make signs with my hands so that he moves away the sheet he is brandishing: the light is too strong, I cannot read…” And this is how Daoud now communicates with his Algerian friends, in writing on paper that we film on whats app, because we no longer dare to speak, for fear that the conversation will be heard by the “regime”, who would have bought new listening equipment…
Daoud tells us this, the day after we learned that Boualem Sansal was arrested last Saturday at Algiers airport… He says “apparently”, Daoud, and clings to that, he says “ my friend Sansal”, in Le Figaro and also on the Point website which is his home in France…
The 2024 Goncourt Prize will therefore have devoted two texts yesterday, to Sansal, in two major newspapers which we will classify on the right, this is not indifferent in our mental landscapes…
And reading the press and the sites this morning, you will see to what extent Boualem Sansal's concern and concern for freedom impact political issues…
Sansal makes the front page and two pages of Le Figaro, but Libération contented itself with a small article on its site, the Point site devotes several articles to him, but Le Nouvel Obs last night published nothing – strangeness of fate when Boualem Sansal wrote four years ago upon his death such a beautiful tribute to the founder of the newspaper, Jean Daniel, who like him came from the French language to Algeria…
In Le Figaro, on the Point site, also the Le Monde site, which once prettily baptized Sansal “the dissident smile”, you read his career… He was a scientist, a servant of the Algerian State, director general of the industry and restructuring until 2003, but he became the one who takes his society against the grain, contemptuous of the regime and its compromises with Islamism, breaking a taboo by going to Israel, and this fall having claimed that colonial France had withdrawn Tlemcen, Oran and Mascara from Morocco to add them to Algeria… Is this why the authorities are attacking him?
It was on the site Frontières- Livre noir, “extreme right media”, recalls Le Figaro, that Sansal delivered his geopolitical message… Because the writer, who thinks and proclaims that France is threatened by Islamism like 'Algeria was, is as much a figure of freedom as a reference, he agrees, of the hardest right… Does this explain the slightest commitment on the left to be alarmed by its fate? It would also, I understand, be an issue between France and Algeria.
I read on the Point website that an Algerian lawyer claims that President Macron intervened so that Houris, the novel by Kamel Daoud, was ready in time to win the Goncourt… This lawyer defends a young woman, we told you about it , survivor of Islamist terror, slaughtered as a child, who accuses Daoud of having stolen her story for his book – the writer's wife having been his shrink…
Everything then mixes around Sansal, whom Daoud describes as follows, “an old smiling biblical prophet hated by the submissive and the jealous and whose name means standard bearer…” They are hated by the same people, he says…
From Sansal, Daoud differs only in this. The old prophet, unlike him, returned to his native country, “he refused not to be able to return there” says Daoud, who proclaims to him that exile is when one does not return… He tells Daoud that he does not understand the imprudence of his friend Sansal, I do not know if he disapproves of it or envy it, he says that it is not “the time for reproaches”, but to think that one day, he will argue with Sansal, is a bet on life.
You tell us about another emergency…
Which catches us on the front page of the Cross, “We have to talk”, says the newspaper, and which tomorrow which will be put into practice by more than 6000 people in the country, which at the call of the Catholic newspaper and the media online Brut, will each speak with a stranger selected by an artificial intelligence according to this criterion: the interlocutors a priori will not agree, will not have the same ideas… They will talk about the municipal police, should they be armed, speed by car, should we limit it for the climate, of the four-day week and will wonder – we asked them when they registered, if we can love each other while having opposing political ideas…
All this wants to break down our walls, our ignorance of ourselves when we ignore the other… In the Cross, where readers express their impatience to debate, I read Marie Thérèse, 75-year-old retiree, daughter of a Pole, engaged in association, which one day, while cycling, came across an “anti-vax” group in a village in the south of France and realized this. “My parents are refugees, I have traveled the world, and for God's sake, I don't know the French population. not ! »
In 2006, Boualem Sansal, in a text that Le Figaro still publishes, said this. “Basically, we have never had the opportunity to speak to each other, I mean between us, the Algerians, freely, seriously, methodically, without preconceptions, face to face, around a table, with a glass, we didn't speak. We had so much to say to each other about our country, its falsified history, its crumbled, ravaged present, its mortgaged tomorrow… It's very sad. » I want to think we are happy.
In Libération, which like l'Humanité but in a more moderate tone, “Wanted” known as Libé, “war criminal” known as l'Humanité, devotes its front page to Benyamin Netanyahu whom the international criminal court is demanding, I discover a curious character, a Israeli-American entrepreneur named Motti Kahana, who would be entrusted with humanitarian aid to Gaza which Israel would like to privatize, who is, he says, keen to feed the Palestinian enclave with convoys led by men “in t-shirts, not fatigues”, and who therefore want life to resume in protected areas… Is it disturbing to see this good will affirmed by a millionaire who says he voted for Kamala Harris, being a component of lasting domination…
We're finally talking about love…
Love and glory, success, which united two beings who undoubtedly wanted to perish together, in the spring, thinking they had lost everything, but she survived…
Aude de Thuin, “high priestess,” writes Le Monde, “of business fairs,” founder of Women’s Forum of Deauville where the powerful were remaking the world, which embodied a conquering feminism and still set up a show in May on the under-representation of women in artificial intelligence, and which today says it is ruined, homeless, and prolongs its existence without her man her partner Hubert Zieseniss… And it is – under the pens of Jérome Lefillatre and Ariane Chemin, a dive into the unsuspected fragilities of the power, those who seem to lead our world are perhaps, sometimes, fragile, fireflies.
In Nice-matin you will relate the ordeal of mistreated birds piled up in her home by a septuagenarian who believed she had the right to possess them.
In Sud-Ouest you will read a social drama in the Dordogne, the announced closure of the Rougié factory which leaves 73 people behind in Sarlat… This factory has been making foie gras for half a century, because foie gras and Périgord work together, but this good-natured luxury in the time of dreaded vaccines and rejected animal suffering, works less well than before…
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