When the sewers rise, overflow, their black water spares nothing and no one. The whole of France woke up yesterday with the chilling snickers of denunciation, the raw ugliness of exhibition. Faced with such misery, the first temptation is that of flight. Leave this nightmare. Benjamin Griveaux, without procrastinating, made this choice. He gave up. Victim of a rabid informer, of an anonymous pack, he experienced the incredible violence of an era which, while appearing advantageous, turns to barbarism. Transparency now makes fun of the most basic precautions: it combines the strength of the image with that of obsessive repetition. Crows fly on Twitter: they no longer hide to destroy. The media pillory frees itself from privacy, the rights of the defense, even the law. What Griveaux did is not illegal, what he suffered (the online publication of an intimate video) falls under the law.
This article is for subscribers only. You still have 52% to discover.
Subscribe: € 1 for 2 months
cancellable at any time
Enter your emailAlready subscribed? Login
