Un conte de fées réel ou un micocoulier sauvé. A real fairy tale..

Découverte d'un blog ML écolo. Voici un de ses articles, en fait deux images fortes.. et pas très gaies qui m'ont rappelé..

.. une belle histoire qui finit bien...

A nice story, with happy end !

Micocoulier, du grec "microkouli", 

(celui qui a de très petites baies)

Il était une fois sur la route de St Ambroix à St Sauveur, un jeune micocoulier déjà parfaitement architecturé... qui, malgré la roche nue, la chaleur, le vent et l'absence d'eau, poussait : un qui voulait vivre en somme!.. mais qui poussait.. "mal"! enfin "mal" selon les gens de la DDE diligentés pour réparer un mur effondré dans un virage (un camion l'ayant raté avait boulé 3 m plus bas, chez moi ; chance inouïe, pas de morts.)  

Chance numéro 2 : j'arrive de bon matin, juste au moment où les ouvriers vont démarrer les tronçonneuses. Chance numéro 3: l'arbre pousse donc au raz d'une terre mienne. Dialogue de tragédie grecque, acte un.

− Mais pourquoi voulez-vous l'abattre?

− Parce qu'il fait effondrer la murette.

− Pas du tout, c'est le camion. Regardez en bas, le corps du mur est parfaitement intact, droit.

− On a des ordres, on y peut rien."

Je ne cède pas. Ils appellent donc le chef, Mr Coupetout, qui arrive au bout de 10 minutes, le temps sans doute de finir ses croissants. Les ouvriers rigolent, ça leur fait une pause.

− Regardez en bas et vous verrez que...

− Pas question, on va pas reconstruire pour ensuite...

− Mais je vous dis que..

− Bon écoutez, ça vous arrange bien ce mur pour éviter de recevoir des bagnoles sur la tête, non ? alors laissez-nous travailler.. Sinon on s'en fout, on le fait pas, c'est plié.

− OK, ne le faites pas." (Ça, ce n'était pas prévu!)

− Mais soyez raisonnable, le virage est dangereux.. Bon et puis assez discuté, on a des ordres de mission, on travaille, NOUS."

Ça chauffe, forcément, c'est un chef. Les ouvriers rigolent de plus en plus, derrière lui, discrètement. Le micocoulier tremble de toutes ses feuilles. Alors tant pis, je sors la grosse artillerie. 

− En ce cas je vous interdis de passer par chez moi."

Mr Coupetout connait la loi, approximativement.

− Vous y serez bien obligée dans un mois.

− C'est exact mais d'ici là..."

Fin du premier acte. Ils vont commencer par l'autre bout sous mon regard suspicieux.. et foutent la paix au micocoulier. Le lendemain, je photographie tous les arbres poussant au raz de murs sans dommages, il y en a un magnifique sur la route d'Anduze (et, sournoise, me garde bien de prendre ceux qui les bousillent, apparemment ça dépend du terrain et de la manière dont ils lancent leurs racines, le "mien", nickel, les envoie bien droites à la verticale).. Et je file en deux-chevaux (de l'époque) à la DDE de Bessèges, 8 km, avec mes clichés et un article sur les glissements de terrain causés par l'abattage d'arbres qui retiennent la terre (il y a eu un accident récemment dans un camping et si j'ose, ça tombe bien).. je m'en vais donc plaider la cause du micocoulier auprès du Chefduchef. Arrivée à 5 h, zut c'est limite.. Je croise un monsieur bien mis qui s'avance vers une belle voiture.

− Je voudrais voir si c'est possible Mr Chefduchef.

− C'est moi..

Ouahh.. Et je lui tend mon topo. Il regarde, lit. Vite. Mon cœur cogne.

− Et où c'est exactement?

− A St Ambroix, sur la route de...

− Ah oui.. (zut, Coupetout a dû le briefer contre la bonne femme-qui-fout-rien et cherche des noises aux valeureux-coupeurs) Allez-y, je vous suis."

Je suis gênée. Regard vers ses chaussures et sa bagnole...

− Je ne peux pas rouler très vite.. et peut-être n'êtes-vous pas vêtu comme.. moi, j'en viens. Il y a des broussailles en bas..

− Ça ne fait rien.."

Ouahhh, c'est un bon ! Arrivée 20 minutes plus tard, à 50 à l'heure, la deux-pattes suivie d'un genre de Safrane de l'époque piaffant sans doute derrière, un équipage. Il observe. Ne dit rien.

− Venez voir en bas (j'ai un fil à plomb) le mur est parfaitement droit en dessous de l'arbre, même pas un renflement."

Il re observe, face et biais et hoche la tête. Mon cœur cogne encore plus : va-t-il oser se défausser de son subordonné? Va-t-il risquer de passer pour un faible? Un sans-ce-que-vous-pensez cédant à un caprice d'emmerdeuse? Coupetout est-il son pote? Un missi domici? Un ennemi ?

 Et enfin tombe le verdict:

− Mr Coupetout a raison Madame : cet arbre devra être abattu.. dans 50 ans.."

C'était un homme honnête et un fin politique. 

C'est ainsi que le micocoulier a été sauvé. Ils ont économisé 2 mètres de murette et une ou deux journées de travail. 10 ans après, il pousse toujours parfaitement droit, fait de l'ombre aux promeneurs et le mur est intact. Comme on pouvait le prévoir, ses racines qui furent dénudées pendant les travaux étaient verticales, tirées au cordeau. La glissière devra simplement être allongée dans quelque temps (et 50 cm de murette devront être abattues pour laisser place à son tronc qui a pris une ampleur très rapide) ; il me semble qu'il me remercie chaque fois que je passe devant.  

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A REAL FAIRY TALE

One upon a time, on the St Sauveur's road, in a turn, a young hackberry (photo) perfectly architected.. but which unfortunately was growing where.. it is forbidden to do (for the DDE, -direction of department territory-.. DDE who have decided to repair a wall collapsed by a truck which, missing the turn, fell down 3 meters lower, (chance, no dead) in my land.

Chance number one: I arrive early, just when the workers are starting the chainsaw ! Chance number two : the tree grows at the limit of the road and my land. Dialogue of Greek tragedy, first act.

− But why would you cut it down ?

− Because it destroys the wall.

−Not at all, it's the truck. Look down, the wall's body is perfectly intact. Right.

−But we have orders, we must obey."

I don't yield. They call the chief, Mr Cut-everything, who arrives 10 minutes after, time, probably, to finish his coffe and toasts. The workers laugh, that gives them like a break.

− Look down and you will see that ...

− No question, we will not build with keeping this tree ...

− But I tell you ..

− Well listen, it is well for you this wall to be rebuilt, no?  to avoid receiving some cars on your head, right? then let us work .. Otherwise, we 'll not rebuild and that's over ! Bad for you.

− OK, don't rebuild. "(That was not planned, he falls silent one second.)

− But be reasonable, the turn is dangerous. Then, no more discussions, we work, WE."

I gives an order. Things are heating up gravely. The workers who were laughing behind him beggin (not too quickly it seems to me) to take their machine. The hackberry trembles with all its leaves. So do me. So, now, it is the war : I take out the heavy artillery.

− In this case, I forbid you to go through my land."

Mr Cut-everything knows the law, approximately.

− You will be obliged to do in a month.

− That's right, but until this time, not ... "

End of the first act. They begin to work from the other end and leave the hackberry quiet. Good. The next day, I photograph all trees growing just next walls without causing any damage, there is one, magnificent, on the Anduze's road.. [and I carefully avoid to take those which had made them collapse.. it seems that it depends on the earth and how they throw their roots : "mine" is perfect: it sends its straight on to the vertical like one carrot].. and I "run" in my "Two-horse" ("run" is excessive : it is a very cheap car, not fast at all] to the DDE of Bessèges with my photos and a short article about landslides caused by the cutting of trees (which retains the land. There has had an accident recently, in a camping, and if I dare, that falls well !).. to plead the hackberry's case with the Chief-of-cut-everything. 

I arrive at 5 am, damn, it's limit .. In the courtyard in front of  the offices, an amiable gentleman, well dressed, is walking towards a nice car.

− I want to see if it's possible Mr Chief-of-chief.

− It's me .."

Ouahh .. And I hand him my topo. He watches. Reads. Quickly. My heart is pounding.

− And where is that exactly ?

− At St Ambroix, on the road ...

− Oh yeah .. (Damn, Cut-everything surely had brieffed him against this-woman-who-has-nothing-to-do-except-seeking-noises-to-the-brave-trees'cutters..)
I am embarrassed, looking at his beautiful shoes and his car ...

− I can't go very fast.. and perhaps you are not dressed like .. me. I just come of the land I was speaking about. There are lot of scrub, down, in my property ..

− Never mind .. "

Ouahhh : a good guy ! We arrive 20 minutes later, at 50 km/hour, my "Two-horses" followed by a kind of Safrane (rapid) probably prancing with impatience behind, all an equipage! He observes. Say nothing.
− Come and see below please : the wall is perfectly straight under the tree, not even a bulge, it does not destroy anything. "

He observes again, face and profile, and nods. My heart is pounding more again: will he dare to contradict his subordinate? In fact, this is a political affair! Will he take the risk of appearing weak? Not a man indeed as Cut-everything ? What are their relations? A friend? An enemy? I dream that he hates him.. And falls the verdict:

− Mr Cut-everything is right: this tree will be cutted .. in 50 years.."

He was a political guy. This is how the hackberry has been spared. It seems to me that he thanks me every time I pass before.

 

C'est moins grave que Fukushima mais voilà le moustique-tigre à présent dans le Midi de la France. Les gens voyagent trop et comme la terre se réchauffe.. It is less serious than Fukushima but we have now the tiger-mosquito in the south of France.. ...

Lien, le Canard du Midi..

 

 

Rubrique : les animaux qui vont nous survivre...

Rubric: the animals which are going to survive us.

 

Pas de panique, il n'est que rarement mortel mais il voyage bien et fait de vilaines piqures. Le voici! il est de taille variable, tout-petit ou énorme, 2 cm pattes comprises. Ne pas laisser de l'eau croupir dans son jardin ou même chez soi, il adore (ce qui est pratiquement impossible si vous êtes en bord de rivière ou comme moi avez un bassin et un ruisseau qui traverse votre terrain). Autre particularité, s'il vous a infecté, (par la dengue dans certains pays, en France il n'y a qu'un seul cas autochtone) cela ne vous immunise pas car il a plusieurs cordes à son arc le coquin.

Et voici une drôle d'idée de chercheurs pour s'en défaire : stériliser des mâles costauds et les lâcher dans la nature afin qu'ils se fassent toutes les femelles (elles seules piquent et uniquement lorsqu'elles ont des oeufs à pondre, le jour ou à la tombée de la nuit) supposition hasardeuse car ces dames préfèreront peut-être les petits aux baraqués, ça doit être une idée de mecs. Réunion à St Ambroix tout à l'heure je n'ai pas pigé où ni quand, question affichage, ça pèche (lien). 

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People travel too much and as the earth is warming ...

Do not panic, it is rarely fatal but it travels well and made some nasty bites. It is of variable size, little or big, 2 cm, paws included. Do not let water stagnate in your garden or even at home, he does love (which is virtually impossible if you live on a river side or like me if you have a pool, -not a swiming pool!- and a stream running through your land !) Another feature, if you are infected, (by dengue in some countries, in France there is only one indigenous case)  : this does not immune you, because it has several strings to his bow, the scoundrel guy !

And here's a funny idea of researchers to get rid of it : sterilize strong and big males and release them into the wild so that they funk all the females (males don't bite, only females do and only when they have eggs to lay, day or dusk) !! risky assumption because these ladies may prefer small to big, just a question of taste (it must be an men’s idea). Meeting at st Ambroix.

Pourquoi les HLM sont-ils parfois aussi délabrés? Pour ça. Why does the social housing are so dilapidated? So dirty sometimes? For that.

They are the cash cow of politicians. See. An emblematic case, more again if you compare with another one (link) .

Ce sont les vaches à lait de politiques. Une affaire emblématique
d'autant plus si on la compare à cette autre (lien).

Antoine Schuller ici dément magistralement les observations d'un article précédent (sur Marine Le Pen, lien) selon lequel les enfants de personnages.. disons discutables ! malgré leurs dénégations de surface, les soutiennent toujours car ils profitent de l'argent acquis. Il est vrai que je parlais de politiques ! Le cas est rarissime de l'un d'eux se défaussant aussi clairement de papa. Chapeau !

 Antoine Schuller, an exception very rare, dements here what I was saying in a precedent article (about the daughter of JM Le Pen, -link-) : the sons of "typical characters like Schuller" (!) big or little (in white collar and attache case or not) in spite of what they pretend and claim (in order to be elected in the case).. support their father because it is not easy to bite the hand who feeds you... and the money help them a lot.. paradox ! .. for their campaign! It is true that I was speaking of political men-women and Antoine is not. Bravo.

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The video's translation 

To subsidize their electoral campaign, some political parties are accustomed to divert public money and sometimes not a little (the sums are enormous). One of these ways is the false bills, for instance they deal with companies which are supposed to do some work for a public site (city hall, social services and so on .. and who doesn't execute it as they ought to do)… nevertheless they are paid all the same ! the difference is in the pocket of the political party, and of course, all the intermediaries, political men, carriers-suitcases.. needed for such a job, who take their commission at the passage (enormous as we’ll see on video) .. The basic rule is to deal with some businessmen or rich one (in all the ways that it could be imagine) to obtain money (some millions, black money of course) with the promise, when elected, to send back the lift (for example to cut their taxes, to give them all the markets of building and renovation of social housing in the town and so on. Reward ! ) So, the public money needed by the poorest people (who lives in social housing), stolen, benefits to the richest, political men.. and  increases more and more their power like a pump which is starting up... After, it is easy (a child’s game) to the political men to use their power to remain unpunished. Richer you are, easier it is to escape police and justice : you can buy everybody or almost (by corruption..*) So did Schuller, Pasqua, and some French political men here. Nobody dare to go against them, not even their victims, too poor to react (and the victims are all society! Who is supposed to prosecute such delinquents?)

But it happens here that a excellent judge, (a special  “anti corruption” one, Eric Halphen), more curious than the others, investigates, discovers.. and distorts the whole machine. So, before a dangerous house search ordered by him, careful, Schuller, feeling the wind turning bad, runs away in Santa Domingo whose has no extradition treaty with France… and then, he begins another live (luxurious) exactly like a free and honest guy… with the complicity of everybody and here of the President himself, a great friend of him indeed. And he was supposed to be searched by all the policemen of the whole world.. who, no chance, cannot find him.

The story here is extraordinary because it is the own soon of Schuller, Antoine, (and a famous French actress, Marie Laforêt) who, disgusted, revolted by his father, has denounced him everywhere (FBI, French departments..!) ; he told all of them, and many times, where he was "hidden". In vain : no one answer! Then, in despair of cause, he decides to speak at the Medias. First a french diary, The Parisian, and after at TV as we can see. What happens ? Eric Halphen was taken off the case, lead to resign his charge (dismissal) after a black manipulation, and another more lenient magistrate was appointed at his place.

Epilogue : after a long time, Schuller was condemned to a light sentence, two years of prison, (a golden one) and a ridiculous fined. Eric Halphen became writer.             

It happens everywhere, in a enormous way here (Paris) or in a small one. It only depends of the importance of the town.

*On the precedent article (link), Magali and Jo living in social housing with 1000 €/month for 5 person are immediately prosecuted for some checks (about 100 €) that they have made for friends poorer than them, when, at the end of month, they have their fridge empty.. (checks returned about three days after when they perceive their salary). Mag has an authorization of overdraft and some stores cashes checks after more than one week.) That is not illegal, on the contrary, generous. But they have no money to defend themselves, no influent friends. 

Nous allons vers une 6ième extinction de masse mais cette fois c'est la nôtre ! We are runing into the 6th mass extinction, but this time, it is ours !

Je te l'avais dit, ma chérie que nous vaincrions un jour ces connards !

Nous allons vers une sixième période d'extinction de masse d'espèces et cette fois c'est la nôtre. Ce n'est pas un futur mais un présent. L'espèce humaine, comme les dinosaures, va disparaître. Certains considèrent que c'est inéluctable et même imminent (dans cent ans tout au plus) d'autres que cela pourrait être modifié ou retardé si nous changions immédiatement notre mode de vie dans les pays riches d'abord et même les autres. Moins (ou, mieux) pas de viande, moins nous reproduire et en général consommer moins, jeter moins, user le moins possible d'engins à moteur, voiture, avion etc... ce qui va à l'encontre de la "croissance" préconisée et promise par tous les gouvernements pour réduire le chômage.. et de notre désir, aveuglés que nous sommes par la publicité. Consommer crée des emplois en effet : celui de fossoyeur par exemple.. Vidéo de l'interview d'Hubert Reeves. 

A sad new, new for me because may be many people already know it, I am sure. We are now in the sixth period of mass extinction of species, and this time, that is us who are in the team. That is not a future but a present. The Human specie is going to disappear like the dinosaurs. Some scientifics consider that to be inescapable.. and almost imminent (in one hundred years, no more), according to some others, it could be stopped or only delayed if we change immediately our way of live in the rich countries first. Less (or, better) not at all meat, less procreate, and generally to consume less, discard less, use as little as possible engines, car, plane or even train and so on... Which comes up against the damned growth promised by all governments in order to reinsure people (that is going to reduce unemployment, give a better live for everybody as they say).. and our desire blinded by the publicity.. which leads us to confond to consume and to be, to have and to exist. It is true, consumption creates jobs: for example gravedigger. 

 Approximate translation of the video's text

First, he jokes about his age : "It is frustrating for me to think I am going to depart and I could not see all the brilliant discovering which will be done after me. I don't know what is going to happen after live but I am not sure that where we shall rest, we can receive scientifics journals nor if we shall be logged."

About the biocarburants (the journalist says that according to Jean Ziegler, they are responsibles of an crime against humanity and he adds "we have spoiled in 100 years, without counting, more than the half of an enormous stock of fossils energy that has taken 300 millions of years to be constituted"). Hubert Reeves : "at the beginning, its seemed a good way, but then, we have realized that it needs enormous fields of corn or palm and for that, mass deforestations of primary forests, an ecological disaster indeed. So we have the choice now : who deserves to eat, men or engines?"

About nuclear war. "From 1950 to 1980, we were very near of mass extinction: at all the moments, some thousands of megatons were ready to crash on our head. A nuclear war, it takes only 10 minutes, just the time for the rockets to cross Atlantic.. and all is over! In this period, all humanity could have been annihilated without realizing at all. But now, after Reagan and Kroutchev took conscience of the terrific danger of humanity's extinction and decided to disarm (to destroy their stocks of nuclear bombs) it is finished, this scenario is improbable." But [according to the journalist who interviews Hubert Reeves] "the nuclear danger remains -and increases- with Pakistan, Iran, China, Corea.." 

Question about mass extinction. "Do you think that the 9 or 10 billions of people who will be on the earth very soon, in 50 years, could live?" Hubert Reeves : "In theory yes but only if we completely change our way of live. First, eat less meat" (-I add-, not at all would be better) : "meat requires a lot of energy, of cereals, water.. and returns only a tenth of that." (So, I add, one meat-eater means nine who starve.) Meat is an indecent spoiling. "The earth could feed 9 billions of people indeed but not in the way we are spoiling energy now in rich countries" (I add, vegan or vegetarians people; not meat-eaters.)   


"We are now in a period of mass extinction : it is not only butterflies, frogs, and some insects whose people don't care (but whose species perish every days, entirely and forever) IT IS US. According biologists, big trees and all mammals whose weight is more than 3 kgs are going to disappear ; see on your scale to determine if you are in the team ! Only those who can live in harmony with nature could survive, as rats or turtle for example which exist for millions of years. Man cannot. We are predators, the worst who has ever been ; everywhere we plunder, we destroy the nature with an enormous efficiency and energy. So we'll perish. It is not a future, it is a present."

  

Sarko/Hollande. Le macho et le timide, le timide vaincra (mon pronostic). The macho and the shy, the shy will won because of women. (My prognosis)

Lien "Le Canard du Midi"

Le petit-format-jogger-excité- versus le bébé joufflu posé à lunettes, qui vaincra ?

Cette pèche (je laisse) aux électrices, burka, islam, égalité des chances bla bla.. est révélatrice. On nous bichonne! les femmes vont "faire la différence" comme on dit en sport. Or nous aimons dit-on (et à mon sens ce n'est pas vrai ou pas tout à fait -on n'est pas des poireaux-) les hommes virils limite machos -préhistoriques- mais de bonne compagnie, susceptibles de nous défendre au gourdin contre des tigres à dent de sabre, d'accord il n'y en plus beaucoup mais baste, c'est l'archétype. On va savoir tout à l'heure. Palpitant. 

Visiblement Koko et ses agents de com ont opté pour cette théorie, comme beaucoup d'hommes petits remarquez-le, avec son allure jog-regardez-mes-muscles-casse-toi-pauvre-con tandis que Holl, pour l'autre plus subtile -et puis il fait avec ce qu'il a et cherche à transformer en atout ce qui pourrait peut-être constituer un handicap-. Futé. La seule chose en effet qui m'a touchée en lui est son aveu : je n'ai fait qu'un seul match de foot dans ma vir (je laisse) pour un comité d'entreprise et il m'a fallu un an pour m'en remettre. De même le seul moment où Koko a été sympathique fut celui ou il a presque pleuré devant les caméras de TV lorsqu'un cruel a mentionné sa femme partie de la veille sans préavis de licenciement. Sans doute a-il ainsi gagné des voix de maris/épouses quittés ou quitteurs car souvent on a les deux à la fois. [Une vague réminiscence sans doute.] 

A mon sens, Holl gagnera parce que justement les nanas préfèrent les fragiles, les plus malins d'entre eux l'ont parfaitement saisi (les "dom Juan"*) jouant fort bien sur deux bandes-son euphoniquement mixées, fausse force dans les graves sur dominance lente et appuyée d'aigus d'un air majeur ; bricoler deux pistes à un dixième de soupir près est un art, ex le concerto pour clarinette de Mozart avec en arrière plan l'entrée des Dieux au Walhalla de Wagner. Un art de musicien-ingénieur-du-son et toute erreur est fatale. 

La drague c'est d'abord cela, de la musique, de la poésie, savoir doser : un costaud -ou qui s'en donne l'air- qui pleure fait fondre. C'est donner à l'autre le spectacle qui lui plaît, le faire se sentir "être", lui, ou plus exactement, elle, et non l'inverse. Holl, malgré ou à cause de son physique, a l'air de se débrouiller mieux que l'autre, plus primaire. Donc il gagnera. 

Relisez ou lisez Stendhal ou Lawrence : Julien Sorel, roturier, petit et frêle -quasiment un serviteur- séduit en deux temps trois mouvements la belle Mme de Rênal au mari riche et puissant, puis, mieux encore, Mathilde.. comme Mellors (garde-chasse), Constance; c'est plié lorsque Lord Chatterley -le caïd du bled- l'époux infirme et jaloux, lui ordonne de le porter, lui et sa chaise, pour traverser un ruisseau : une erreur. En général, les femmes (ou en tout cas Constance) n'aiment pas les salauds ni les médiocres. Ainsi Lord Chatterley perd-il sa femme qui malgré ou à cause de son infirmité (une blessure de guerre) l'admirait et en un sens l'aimait. Un héros déchu en trois secondes.

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The little-aggressive-excited-jogger with tics versus the chubby-baby cool with glasses..

This electoral fishing at women, (burka, Muslim, equality) .. that has an ugly look of prostitution.. is superlatively enjoyable. Pleasant. We are pampered. Women will "make the difference" as in a sport competition. That is exactly as if one would ask us "by whose do you prefer to be funked ? I am the better ! No, it's me ! Liar.. I have all the material.. Mine is better than yours".. and so on.. An hilarious -and free !- show !

It is said that we like, but in my opinion this is untrue (or not quite: we are not similar like leeks) strong men, macho manly -prehistoric- but good fellow indeed at the same time, those who could bravely fight for defend us (and above all our children) with only a cudgel against saber-toothed tigers, OK there are no many saber-toothed tigers now in woods, but this is the archetype. We shall know just now this evening. Exciting.

 Obviously Koko and his agents of com ! have opted for this theory : he tries to show (like many small men, you 'll notice) a manly image (jog-watch-my-muscles-get-out-ass-hole-) and Holland and his agents of com ! for the other one, more subtle (may be he does what he can with what he has ! and seeks to turn into asset which could perhaps be a handicap-. Clever. Indeed, the only moment where he moved me is when he have confessed: "I made only one football game in my live, for a worker’s committee, and it took me a year to get over it!" On the same way, the only time Koko has been sympathetic was the one where he almost cried in front of TV cameras, when a cruel journalist mentioned his wife gone away without "warning of termination". No doubt he has won some votes of abandonned husbands and wives (or who had abandonned their companions : it is often the two together). A vague reminiscence also, no doubt.

In my view, Holl will be the winner, precisely because women prefer fragile guys, a tend that the cleverest of them have fully understood (so they succeed and sometimes become "Don Juan) playing very well on two soundtracks skillfully mixed, one low and grave, supported by the dominance of an acuter air ; to mix two opposite tracks is a difficult art, example, the "clarinet concerto" by Mozart with "the entrance of the Gods into Valhalla" of Wagner -an art of sound-engineer-. Any error is fatal.

And that is seduce. Seduce is like music, poetry : to know how to balance. A manly muscled -or who tries to give this image, in a figurative or real sense- who, suddenly cries, make us melt of maternal emotion. Seduce is giving the show that the public pleases, make the spectator feel "exist", him, or rather, she, and not you ! To roll the mechanicals (a french expression which means  "show his strenght") is not the good way. Holl, despite or because of his full-cheeked baby face seems to manage better than Koko, more primal. So he will win.

Reread or read Stendhal ("The Red and the Black"), Lawrence ("The Lady Chaterley's lover") and all the litterature about love : Julien Sorel, a small and frail commoner, poor and all the time black-clothed, almost a servant, wins in a jiffy the love of his mistress (his employer), the beautiful Madame de Renal whose husband is rich, famous and powerful..  and after, better yet, Matilda de La Môle .. 

.. so does Mellors (the gamekeeper) with Lady Constance.. notably when Lord Chatterley -her infirm-war and jealous husband, the almighty district's kinglet- crually orders him to raise him and his heavy wheelchair to cross a creek. "Worse than a fault, a mistake" [formula attributed to Talleyrand] : that is the moment where she ceases to love him (she loved her husband however, in spite or because of his infirmity) and begins to desire Mellors, Mellors who suffers but endures unflinchingly. Generally, women don't like bastards and heartless, even weak, the dosing is precise. And here, Lord Chatterly had made a fatal error. So, without realizing it, he have lost his wife.

Quelques idées de vote.. Some ideas to vote..

C'est la saison !

Don't discard anything which can be used !
 It is the season ! A falled Fotinia's leave, barely cutted, 

can be an original, simple and elegant ballot.. and so on..

 
Oui, en anglais, "nulletin (je laisse la coquille!) de vote" 
 se dit... "ballot"! C'est comme je vous le dis ! 

Note : in french, "ballot" [that is to say "bulletin"] means "simpleton" ! And for french, "ballot" employed for a  voting paper is hilarious. A pun.

Here I typed by error on my keyboard "nulletin" [in french, "nul" means "null, cretin"!] ; when I go too fast, it seems that my computer commit some interesting "lapsus linguae" ["slips of the tongue"..  or more exactly, "slips of keyboard"!] which are saying more than I would.. so, I leave: sometimes, they are highly revelators !

The poor hate the poor, and more again the poorer than they (sometimes). Politically incorrect, I don't care...

En français sur le "Canard du Midi" (lien) "Les pauvres haïssent les pauvres et plus encore les plus pauvres qu'eux (parfois). Une anecdote à Emmaüs." Cristo si è fermato a Emmaüs? (Le Christ s'est arrêté à Emmaüs.)

Short stop yesterday on the road of Anduze, to "Emmaüs".. Detente! That's what I thought. (Emmaüs is an association founded by Abbé Pierre who recovers various objects given by some people and sells them cheap to a public often penniless.) I go in the hangar (where are the clothes) with my dog, on leash of course. A young North African woman (20 years?) that I know but probably she does not remember me, stops me imediately: "Dogs are not allowed".

I think it is a joke. But no. "You can attach it to the entry" added the older volunteer. I tried but it is impossible : the dog risks to lead the table with its to join me! "Too bad for you.." I say and I turn on my heels, slightly irritated. That could have been the end of the story but no: the young woman feels obliged to give me an hard lesson with a moralist tirade : "It's normal, you do not come with your dog into a store, never!"... "Of course I do, except in food store, and where do you see food here?" The tone rises: "This is the case everywhere, you never take a dog in a any store" .. "Of course yes. Except if  it is said "No dogs allowed". And where do you see the advertisment ?" .. "That is evident (exasperated shrug) we don’t need to tell to a normal person" .. "No it is not evident and if being normal means being stupid, I prefer not to be normal like you.." .. "That’s enough, I call the chief who will fire you, I'm not going to be insulted by people like that.." .. "And by others, you can?" .. "Get out" .. So, my old terrorist's blood rises to the surface and I immediately returns to the hangar with Vôtan: "Okay, call your chief, go, it will be a great pleasure for me" .. "A crazy, completely chtarbi, foolish" she shouts in the wings to the volunteer who, appalled, says nothing ..

One detail: I came from an hard work, (construction, garden), exhausted, perhaps not quite presentable, looking more like a homeless woman than a philosophy teacher (at least in the archetype..) and "people like that" means, no doubt, me to be despisable as an homeless woman ! At Emmaüs ! The poors sometimes hate their colleagues or those they suppose to be so. Because they hate themselves as the society leads them to do.

Nothing more intolerant here than, precisely, "people like that" .. I mean like her. I crack: a beautiful angry teacher's tirade : "You who have left school without even a CAP (a very little diploma) which is not abnormal but rare, how dare you speak like that?" And there, like a hound stopped, she stopped screaming: "How do you know that?" .. "You have told me, you do not remember? I had even offered to help you."

In short, I was miserable. Well, it soothes, it is impossible to be a hero 24 h/24. Thereafter, she will pass and pass behind "us" (Vôtan and me) mumbling "and more, it stinks!" singular? plural? pretending to suffer martyrdom. (Possible, he "leaked" into the car and "feel" .. the dog.)

Question: why the maghreb people (often) hate dogs? And why this transfer, probably connected to the racism suffered, who founded the racialized to adopt towards which they believe dominate the same behavior than racists towards them? 

On other detail: Vôtan probably saved my life or at least drawn me from a serious situation, I do not know how it would have ended without him. http://cheminroque.blogspot.com
and deserved to be defended, even in this dubious manner : dogs save more lives than they cost (because it is true that there are accidents) it is immeasurable, and to refuse their help is stupid and sometimes criminal: in Iran, during the earthquake, firefighters have asked in first priority .. for dogs! only able to find buried victims; they did not have any one ! And the time to get them, how many deaths that could have been saved?

Veena Malik, un courage à toute épreuve ! Veena Malik, an huge courage!

Pakistan : un islamiste contre Veena Malik par matbeeno

On imagine ce que représente dans un pays comme le Pakistan de cingler si vivement un imam qui la tance hypocritement. Elle aurait fait des photos inconvenantes (!) sexy, porno.. La belle affaire quand bien même ce serait vrai mais rien que de gentillet [bien moins hard en tout cas que celles de la belle Mme Le Pen] il est vrai que je n'ai pas passé la nuit. Apparemment le vertueux à capuche est mieux renseigné que moi -hautement suspect-. Du coup, menaces de mort etc... C'est en regardant par hasard les visites du blog http://solidairealia.blogspot.com que j'ai découvert Veena, actrice et humoriste pakistanaise au demeurant connue, que je salue ici. 

I'll translate the video in french to morrow.  We can't imagine, for a pakistani woman, the courage it requires to retort so hard and in public to an "virtuous" (and limit threatening) imam who overwhelms her with hypocrite moral lessons !  because... she would had made sexy photos, an huge affair ! I searched on the net and found nothing of "enormous", (softer than Mrs Le Pen in any case!) it is true that I have not spent all the night for such a work.. [but it seems the holy man to be better informed than me, what is highly suspect indeed] and for that, she received death threats ! Veena is an actress and humorist of indian TV that I  discovered only yesterday [although she is very famous] when I was surfing randomly on my blogs' visitors (http://solidairealia.blogspot.com) Veena who I'm pleased to welcome here. I am very proud you to read my blog, thank's you.

Election, le silence des agneaux. Elections, lamb's silence..

Votons.. et non veaux-t-ons ! Pour le moins pire en somme...
Vote.. and not calve (unstranslatable pun, "veaux" in french means calves.) For the less worst in matter of fact..

 Rien de très réjouissant mais bon..

Nothing very pleasing but what can we do ?

Marrant, un ministre de l'agriculture qui ne sait rien sur l'agriculture.. Hilarious, an agriculture minister who don't know anything about agriculture !

http://www.ozap.com/actu/bruno-lemaire-grand-journal-canal-interview-faux-ariane-massenet/399666

Un policier accusé d'homicide.. Loi sur la présomption de légitime défense.. Mitigé. A policeman charged with homicide. Law on the "presumed self defense". Lukewarm.

Lien avec le "Canard du Midi"

 

 Et c'aurait pu être fini, un brave type pourtant..

Just a translation error.. and that would be the end !

Lamentable en effet que ce policier soit inculpé d'homicide*, et sa famille dans le besoin sous peu, mais ne risque-t-on pas, avec la loi de "présomption de légitime défense" qui leur serait spécialement réservée [même si on en conçoit l'idée étant donné la dangerosité de leur travail].. d'aboutir à de graves dérives? Cela équivaudrait à les considérer comme infaillibles.. ce qu'ils ne sont pas. Ne pourront-ils pas alors se tromper, cela arrive même à présent, mais du coup dégainer plus vite.. par erreur? 

Il faudrait plutôt un moyen terme, plus d'indulgence en effet [priver du tac au tac une famille de tout revenu est inadmissible].. mais les autoriser a priori à tirer en "légitime défense supposée".. imaginons un flic dépressif, ça arrive dans leur boulot, sous médoc, ayant des problèmes de couple, cela aussi leur arrive souvent.. épuisé par des nuits blanches.. qui croit voir une menace [même s'il a quelques raisons de le croire] par erreur, et hop..

J'ai failli être tirée au Liban, pendant la guerre il est vrai, parce qu'à un check point, un casque bleu [noir] s'est mépris sur un geste. Il avait demandé en arabe [ce que j'ai cru être] "sors tes papiers"**, j'avais mis la main à mon sac, aussitôt entendu le clic d'une arme braquée sur ma tempe et en même temps le cri de R. "elle n'a pas compris, elle est française".. et le canon de s'abaisser illico! Il pensait que j'allais sortir une grenade et on ne peut l'en blâmer. Une seconde, une erreur. C'était un brave type qui s'est ensuite excusé comiquement : "Je pouvais pas savoir, tu sais, au Hez aussi ils en ont des blondes, des jolies comme toi !" (!) Navré il était d'avoir failli liquider une nana à son goût, française de surcroît. "C'est rien, je comprends, j'ai même pas eu peur!" Irréel, on était pliés de rire ***.

Cela peut arriver partout, moins fréquemment certes en temps de paix mais il s'en faut parfois d'un cheveu: il n'a pas tiré tout de suite. Sinon.. 

* Envers, si j'en suis France-Culture, un jeune multirécidiviste ayant déjà tué, recherché pour ne pas être revenu à la prison après une permission de sortie. Pas un "quidam" comme dirait BHL.

** Il me disait en fait "sors de la voiture". Se baisser vers un sac en ces cas n'est pas recommandé.

*** Pour lui, la France, c'était Schoelcher et sa maman qui ne plaisantait pas avec l'abolition de l'esclavage lui en aurait mis une belle, de retour au bled, nous a-t-il dit en rigolant ! un marrant, courageux, l'eût-il été moins je ne serais plus là, en un sens, je lui dois la vie. Ça n'aurait même pas fait un entre-filet dans l'"Orient".
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 Lamentable indeed this police officer to be charged with homicide*, and his family, soon in great need (his salary was imediately suspended!).. but the  law of "presumption of self-defense" that would be specifically reserved for them [althought the idea seems interesting because of the dangerousness of their work] .. risks to lead to serious abuses. That would suppose them to be infallible .. and they are not. They can shot by error as its happens now, but may be more easily with this law.


It would rather found a medium term, more lenient [to deprive of the father's salary all a family is inadmissible] .. but to allow them to be a priori "supposed" in "self-defense's situation" is dangerous.. imagine a depressive cop, it happens in their job, who is taking drugs for that, having marital problems, as they often have .. exhausted by sleepless nights .. who thinks he is in dead risk [even if he has lot of reason to believe].. by error, and it's finish..


I was almost shot in Lebanon, during the war it is true, because at a checkpoint, a young black "blue helmet" soldier made an error for a mine gesture. He had ordered me in Arabic.. [that I mistakenly thought to be] "get out your papers" ** so I was looking in my bag, and I immediately heard the click of a rifle pointed at my temple, at 4 cm and at the same time the cry of Robin "she have not understood, she is French" .. and, miracle, I saw the rifle's barrel wich imediately was going down ! He thought I was going to take out a grenade. One second, an error. He was a nice guy and he later apologized comically: "I could not know, you know, at "Hez" also, they have blondes, pretty like you!" (!) Sorry he would be, to almost kill a "nice" woman, moreover, a French one ***!


This can happen anywhere, certainly less frequently in peacetime.


* As I heard on France-Culture, the victim was a young repeat offender having already killed, "wanted" because after a prison leave, he had not returned in jail. Not a "typical person" as BHL said of DSK!


**He told me fact "get out of the car."


*** For him, for black people, France, Schoelcher.. are the human rights country and his mother, who was not kidding with the slavery abolition, would have put him in a beautiful correction when he would return home, as he said me laughing until tears, if he had killed a french woman ! 

Lien avec François Couplan, link with Francois Couplan

Un excellent article sur ce lien, sur le végétarisme.
An excellent paper on this link about vegetarianism (french-english)

Scoop : fraude fiscale découverte à Ste Gudule ! Une Eva Joly est née ! A star anti corruption is born at St-Gudula on Cèze!

Une affaire emblématique, d'autant plus si on 

la met dos à dos avec celle des HLM de Paris (lien)

L'Affaire des frégates de Sainte-Gudule !

 Soit une famille de 5 vivant avec 575 € de RSA, 500 d’alloc, 395 d'APL pour leur HLM, [non, ce n'est pas la photo!] 23 € de bourse pour l'aîné [absorbée par l' école privée -la publique est  éloignée- pour laquelle les parents déboursent en sus 100 €/m pour les 3] et 100 €/m de pension du père qui, suite à un grave accident du travail est handicapé (lien) et ne peut facilement trouver de job à présent. Tout y est ! Une vie de nabab comme on peut voir. 

Il a travaillé, saisonnier,  dans un supermarché, elle aussi, ce qui leur a un temps a donné droit au chômage.. puis ils n’ont plus eu que le RSA et les alloc pour vivre.

Survient alors une lettre de dénonciation (?) dont ils ne connaissent pas l’auteur (anonyme?).. et illico une poursuite en justice (!) Le poulet assurerait (ils ne l'ont pas lu directement) que Magali aurait perçu 3000 € (?) d’une amie.. versés sur le compte bancaire du père (qui n’en a pas !) Ce qui est faux. Mais ce n'est pas tout ! Mag, qui a un compte où sont versés ses prestations se sert de son chéquier pour ses dépenses courantes, mirifiques sans aucun doute, il n'est que de voir leur appartement.. mais aussi pour aider des copines. Aïe!

Voilà donc qu'en août 2011 surgit une contrôleuse de la CAF...


qui sans doute a une vocation d'Eva Joly, demande à vérifier les comptes et découvre frémissante, l’Affaire des frégates [en plus petit certes, Mag n'est pas Christine Deviers Joncourt ni Jo, Roland Dumas mais on est à St Gudule] : de petits chèques qu'elle a fait pour des copines dans le besoin [encore plus.] Le procédé est simple et absolument légal : lorsque celles-ci se trouvaient à sec en fin de mois, rien dans le frigo, elle payait leurs courses qu’elles lui remboursaient aussitôt en début de mois suivant, quelques jours après, parfois avant même que le chèque ne fût tiré, Netto mettant 10 j à encaisser, sans déséquilibrer son compte. Opération nulle et notons-le, généreuse. Les sommes [180 € par ex au max] étaient minimes mais régulières!

Et toc, procès, ça ne traîne pas ici, puis Commission de Fraudes [notons qu'il n'y a là aucune fraude et que cela peut être prouvé] diligentée pour novembre et le RSA risque d’être coupé. Un pauvre n'a donc pas le doit d'aider un plus-pauvre ou alors ça veut dire qu'il n'est pas si-pauvre-que-ça et on va faire en sorte qu'il le devienne pour que tout rentre dans l'ordre. Félicitations : une étoile de l'anti corruption est née. A star is born.
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 The "Frigate Affair" of St Gudula on Cèze! An emblematic story, more again if we compare with this other one (link)
 

It happens an hard time for a poor family of 3 children, I tell you the "fairy tale" here, incredibile but true. This family lives with 575 € from "RSA" (social aid); 500 from "CAF" (for the children), 395 more paying  their apartment in public housing, and 100 € for a pension's father who, following a serious work accident, is slightly handicapped and can't easily find another job. Everything is there. About 250 € / person. Nabab's life as can be seen.

He worked, seasonal, from times to times in a supermarket, so do her (cleaning) and for that, had formerly had right to special unemployment allocations.. but now it's finish. So they have only RSA and alloc from CAF to live. They manage as they could, not too bad, Mag is shrewd and thrifty, good housewife, and they are not addict (nor alcoholic, nor smoking..) Then came a letter (anonymous?) which denonces them : she would have received 3000 € (?) from a friend. It is false and of course it can't be any evidence. But that's not all! Magali, who has an account at the Post Office and the Savings Bank where are paid social aids, uses her checkbook for its current expenses, outlandish undoubtedly (!) you can be ensure when you see her apartment.. but also to help friends, as you will see. And that is forbidden ! Very grave ! So in August 2011, control woman from the CAF arises. At the time, he works temporarily (for 2 or 3 months) in the supermarket and his salary (800 € / m) was transferred to the Magali's account. The controller lady who had probably vocation to become the Eva Joly of Saint-Gudula requires to audit this accounts and.. O amazement ! discovered, trembling of joy [that it almost the Case of the Taiwan's frigates, just a litlle lower of course, we are in St-Gudule here and Magali is not Christine Deviers-Joncour and Jo, not Roland Dumas].. small checks she made for friends in great need (more than her!) sometimes mothers of large families. The process is simple and absolutely legal: at the month's end, when they were "dry", nothing in the fridge to eat, it happens, she paid their shopping (food) and then they repaid her earlier at the begining of the following month, few days after, sometimes before the check was cashed -some stores for poors, the cheapest ones, use to put the cash 10 days after-.. and so she balance her account. Transaction = 0 and, it should be noted, just generous. The amounts (180 € for example never more) were small but regular. 

But when you are poor, it seems you don't have the right to help poorer than you : that would means you to be not poor enough, so it is urgent to make you poorer than you are, in order to put all in right order. What would be the role of the social services if the poor help themselves without them ? it would create unemployment, pure scandal. (Because the poor who sometimes are said parasites, in fact, are creating jobs for all these social assistance administration. They need them to live, but they need them at the end of the roll, not resourceful.) And the ax falls: the case will go to Fraud Special Commission (note that there is no fraud at all here) and the RSA from which all family lives may be suspended. A star is born, we have now a new Eva Joly here, congratulations.

Le Gard, le département le plus pauvre de France après la banlieue parisienne. Gard, the poorest department of France after Paris'suburb.. and the most fascist too...

The Gard is the poorest department of France... where the proportion of RSA (social aids for long-time unemployed) is the most important [9,8% and 6,2 only outside] ; where the increase of people during the ten later years (13,1%) is double of those outside (6,5%) [yet, the proportion of foreigners is not very important, 5,3% and 5,8 % outside] ; the delinquancy harder and overrepresented (742 crimes and offenses/100 000 and outside, only 600); 4064 robs and only 2908 outside; the unemployement concerns 13% of actives and only 9,4 outside; the salaries are 10% lower than outside average ; and there is only 52% tax payers for the revenues taxes and 59% outside… And yet, it's the place where Le Pen's score (extreme-right) is the best, 25,5% and 18% outside ! It seems that the misere leads to vote.. for an extreme wealthy (and of extreme right) woman who despises us as all these richs usually despise low people. May be her violent scorn for the foreigners, arabs and jewish too (the poors, not the wealthy ones who walk to shopping on chic lanes of the sixteenth) whose she says that they are the main cause of their poverty has convinced them that only her can resolve the question by massive expulsions ? Is it so easy to transfert the pain of people and to turn it against innocents in order to make them forget the real causes of their situation: the dramatic increase of social inequality mainly since Sarko's rule ?

Le Gard, le département le plus pauvre de France avec 9,8% contre 6,2% de RSA ; le plus nataliste (la population a augmenté de 13,1% ces 10 dernières années contre 6,5 pour le reste du pays), [la proportion des étrangers (5,3%) y étant légèrement inférieure à celle de la France en général (5,8%) ce ne sont pas eux qui sont la cause de cet extrême écart] ; où la proportion de délits et de crimes est la plus lourde (742/100 000 contre 600) ainsi que celle des vols (4064 contre 2908) ; où le taux de chômage est le plus haut (13% contre 9,4) ; les salaires de 10% inférieurs à ceux du pays, et les imposables sur le revenu seulement 52% contre 59.. est aussi le département où l'extrême droite (FN) a réalisé son score le plus élevé (25% contre 18)*! La misère conduit le peuple à se fasciser ; (cela évoque la prise de pouvoir de Hitler dans une Allemagne exsanguinée par le traité de Versailles) : la haine ne vise pas les responsables véritables mais des bouc émissaires variables qu'ils lui offrent en pâture, comme à un chien affamé un os de poulet, en principe les "étrangers", les juifs, les arabes, les roms évidemment en premier etc..  

*source, Midi libre 26/4  

Les candidats classés par engagement... financier ! the challengers of France's Presidence classed by... their financial interest

Les grands vainqueurs de ces deux scores 
sont Marine-à-papa et Koko

The big winners of these two challenges 
are Marine-at-dad and Koko
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"Is fecit cui prodest".. celui qui y a intérêt agira, 

those who benefits will do..

About the people's ingratitude and his blindness or servility

Sur l'ingratitude du peuple et son aveuglement ou servilité

Red circles represent the wealthiest candidates and/or those who had largely benefited of a political commitment before, directly or indirectly (example Le Pen and "sons".)  

Green circles, those for whom there is nothing to report.  

Yellow circle those who fought corruption in varying degrees. First, Eva of course.

And if we take the main candidates in the order:

Holland, RAS (that means "nothing to say") question "business" Score: 28.6%
Sarko: his salary increases of 130% (in times of crisis.. when he warns us that we shall have to tighten our belt!), drastic worsening of social inequalities ... campaign manager of Balla so he needs and promised astronomical kickbacks to finance it, unpaid when Chirac won: result: revenge, Karachi attack .. Its own patrimony up of ? %.. (see video). Score: 27%
Marine Le Pen (see video): a miraculous legacy for his father's benefit connected to a friend's testament (a "fairy tale" !.. in fact, two "fairy tales"!) whose was for one of the two, her father's lawyer (he was prosecuted by the dead man's parents about the validity of his will)... "My father is my father and me is me!" she says.. without laughing!..) Score: 17.90%
Mélanchon, RAS about "business". Score: 11.11%
Bayrou, RAS, rather he proposes a text to eradicate corruption. Score: 9.13%
Eva Joly: a life dedicated and partially sacrified to save OUR money (of astronomical retrocommission -kickbaks- asked and used by some political men for their electoral campaign, see the video of Sophia Aram "It's going karachier", funny pun untranslatable from "Karachi" and "chier" which in french means "to make poop, defecate".. so "ça va chier" means "it's going to hit").. vital risk, suicide of her ex husband, obliged to have bodyguards night and day, exile ... and so on. Score: 2.31​​%
Poutou: worker, RAS. Score: 1.7%


Are we masochists.. or thinking that to guard the cattle, a wolf is better than a mutton.. even if it finishes by eating all the sheeps?

No coments or only one of Spinoza: "the principle of tyranny is that men fight for their servitude as if it was their liberty."

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Prenons les principaux candidats dans l'ordre:

Hollande, RAS question "affaires". Score : 28,6 %

Sarko : augmentation de son salaire de 130% (en période de crise où il nous avertit qu'on va devoir se serrer la ceinture), aggravation drastique des inégalités sociales... chef de campagne de Balla, faramineuses rétrocommissions promises pour le financer, non payées ensuite d'où l'attentat de Karachi.. son propre patrimoine augmenté de .. (voir la vidéo). Score : 27 %
 Marine Le Pen (voir vidéo) : un patrimoine relié à un héritage de "conte de fées".. en fait, 2 contes de fées dont pour l'un, elle fut carrément l'avocate de son père attaqué en justice... ("mon père c'est mon père et moi c'est moi"! Sans rire..) Score : 17,90 % 

 Mélanchon, RAS question affaires. Score : 11,11%

Bayrou, RAS question affaires, au contraire il propose un texte pour éradiquer la corruption. Score : 9,13%

Eva Joly : une vie consacrée à sauver NOTRE argent de toutes les bandes à rétrocommission (voir la vidéo de Sophia Aram "Ca va karachier") risque vital, suicide de son ex mari, obligation d'exil etc... Score : 2,31 %

Poutou : ouvrier, RAS question affaires. Score : 1,7 % 

Sommes-nous maso ou pensons-nous que "pour garder le bétail, un loup est mieux qu'un mouton".. même s'il finit par manger tout le troupeau? 

Sans commentaires ou seulement celui-ci de Spinoza: "le principe de la tyrannie est que les hommes se battent pour leur esclavage comme s'il s'agissait de leur liberté."