By CharlElie COUTURE December 11, 2020
WE are at war, yes!
WE, the non essentials, WE, the useless, WE, the nothing, WE, the lights diving in the shadows, WE, the People of the Spirit and Culture,
WE, the restaurant owners, those of mouth pleasures and very short pleasure,
Yes, WE are at war,
WE, the show staff and technicians, theaters and cinemas, WE, the Actors and comedians put to forced arrest, WE, the Musicians, ALL of us who you consider to be sloths but only dream of working,
And all those of the night, this world that lives at night, that dark night that you associate with evil, that medieval fear that accompanies the night when the devil returns, that evil that grows when the sun has set,-now after 20 h -, this viral evil whose definition changes according to your moods, this invisible threat first defined as lethal, but whose danger is now considered in terms of ‘ case s’ (hence the suggestion to resort to massive tests to get impressive large numbers), with the intention of submitting an increasingly sceptical public opinion to be vaccinated as a matter of urgency, despite the ongoing pressure from the media, themselves under surveillance.
WE, whom you deal with an outrageous detachment,
Yes, WE are at war with YOU!
Against the Janus who repeats that he ′′ assumes “, he thinks he’s gifted with absolute super power of seduction, which allows him to spell and foolish all those he meets like a camelot, he the Little Prince so condescending to Screw of the People and the Middle Class,
Yes, yes. We are at war You
Against this orphéon of opportunistic subfives who improvise a cacophonic choir day-to-day, this ribambelle of cynical technocrats feigning to coldly ignore the drama that those concerned with these unexpected decisions,
YOU, whose lenifying and versatile speeches combine both ignorance and absurd,
Against YOU, whose inconsistencies flood us like acid rain on our forest of dreams,
Against your fake promises and announcement effects as a permanent bluff, claiming things one day, and the opposite the next day with the same Trumpist,
Against your inept fanfaronnades and your unannounced decisions,
Against your laws passed in Catimini,
We are at war yes!
Against billionaire mafias and other giants of Big Pharma,
Against your actual denial of climate threats to capricious consumption and pollution of unnecessary items distributed by the giant Amazon,
At war with an economy of cavalry and racing forward that ′′ invents ′′ virtual billions, and takes us in the short term towards the delusion of an unreal economy, like a dive into a bottomless well.
France is not serene, drowned in a kind of chaos and disgusting caused among others by overprotection of a repressive police and intestine disputes between illuminated specialists as unhealthy as street brawls between bands of alcoholic supporters.
France is not at peace with itself, when the same ones who denounced the laws of the caliphate imposing silence and veil, yes, the same have been banning in the same way for months both theatre, music, the museums, popular meetings (sporting or artistic), and then restaurants, happy and friendly party gatherings, and now Christmas with family and Silvestre…
Aware that the children in schools are learning to go crazy, yes, we are at war, a secret war, an internal war, yet still implosion, but the consequences will be serious.
We guess the rumbling anger and desperate people are ready to explode, ready to blow themselves up, suicidal.
A power so powerful is only by the people’s acceptance or refusal to obey.
From now on WE are at war yes,
To defend our right to continue living with dignity,
To defend our legitimate freedom and our right to think otherwise!