And the curtain on the screen has fallen.
Emmanuel Macron pronounced the word “curfew” and with it what it carries of historical symbols, reduced life, collective sadness.
The Head of State confided in it, he would have liked to avoid this extremity, but it was necessary to choose the least bad solution.
This is the very principle of tragedy.
The health authorities silently pleaded for local confinements, when it was not a national confinement;
Macron has chosen to leave the doors ajar so that schools, transport, professional life, worship… The fundamental institutions of common life continue.
The distance society sets in for months
Since this damn virus pushes back the happy days to very distant dates, the society of distance (of mistrust?) Sets in for months.
The French, in their great majority, will endure this lesser evil.
But in the long autumn evenings, they will not be able to prevent themselves from spreading the rosary of chess: unnecessary and obligatory masks,
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