"From Our Lady to the coronavirus: of stone, of flesh"

A year ago, under the eyes of a dumbfounded world, Notre-Dame de Paris suffered the outrage of the flames. A spark had been enough to put down an almost millennial framework. Everyone, remembering their visit to the place, a mass, or simply their reading of Victor Hugo, gave free rein to their emotion. The cathedral is still there, gravely wounded but standing, alive, one might say, as Bishop Aupetit wanted to show, who came to venerate the Crown of Thorns, on Good Friday.

After the turmoil came generosity, almost a billion euros promised, and the construction began, as best as possible: cumbersome administration, architectural choices, heritage constraints, security, we understood: the cathedral of Paris will not be rebuilt overnight.

A month ago, an almost general confinement of the world plunged everyone into amazement. A little-known virus was enough to paralyze the global village that the planet has become. The decision to isolate, use telework and

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