"
The present takes me ... I live in the future",
admits Antoine Buéno, in a pearl gray suit, jacket, mustache and goatee.
A clone of the gentleman handyman that we meet at Jules Verne and Maurice Leblanc.
Perhaps he made a machine in his cellar to go back in time, or rather to explore the future?
This anachronistic individual hides his game well: after having done Sciences Po the same year as Macron, he branched off by chance to the Senate, where he has been leading the prospective delegation of the centrist group for seventeen years.
He therefore had time to devote himself to futurology, and to write a few books.
This time, he publishes a sum entitled
Futur
.
The title megalomaniac should nevertheless be put in the plural, although the author denies it.
Few are those who predict "the" future.
Yuval Noah Harari, Buéno's favorite author, dared it in
Homo deus
.
The Israeli knew how to combine the nerve of the peremptory logician and the art of the educational storyteller.
Global success.
This dice move having been played, Buéno has
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