It is not easy to be a former prime minister if not happy, at least in his place. Look at François Fillon, who had an unwelcome sentence on probity in politics: here he is today in the nets of Vladimir Poutine. Or Dominique de Villepin, who ferrets around the world after having endured trials and suspicions of racketeering. And Lionel Jospin left Matignon humiliated by his ousting from the second round of the 2002 presidential election. Manuel Valls, he tried his Spanish adventure. His failure is proof that the diploma of prime minister in Paris barely allows you to become a municipal councilor in Barcelona. He tells all this in his penultimate book:
Not a drop of French blood
(Grasset), where he justifies his return, all faraud, to this France which smiles at assimilated goods, of which he is a perfect example.
Today, he has his canines on Éric Zemmour, a long-time columnist on this “Ideas” page, and a rehabilitator of the idea of assimilation too…
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