He died, beheaded, in the middle of the street, in broad daylight, in France.
History teacher, he joined the memorial to the victims of conquering Islamism alongside the soldiers of Montauban, the children of the Otzar Hatorah school, the journalists and cartoonists of
Charlie
, the policewoman of Montrouge, the French Jews of the Hyper Kosher, the Nice walkers of July 14, Father Hamel, the massacred of Bataclan and café terraces, young girls from Saint-Charles station, Colonel Beltrame, police officers from the Prefecture of Police and all these victims who, from Saint-Quentin-Fallavier to the Champs-Élysées, from Villejuif to Romans-sur-Isère, died under the bullets, the knives of the jihadists.
If it is not a war on our territory, a
“clash of civilization within the very national community”
(Alain Finkielkraut) what is it?
Terror strikes institutions, symbols, ordinary people.
The Kouachi brothers have been emulated in the streets
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