Like the Bat in the fable, Emmanuel Macron has been turning to the right for five years to say, with a flirtatious smile,
“I am Bird;
see my wings”,
before returning to the left to exclaim
“I am Mouse, long live the Rats!”.
First the charm worked, it was worn out by dint of caricature - retirement at 65 before the first round, ecological planning before the second - to become absolutely inaudible today.
Since the re-election of Emmanuel Macron, we have been desperately looking for the slightest sign sent to right-wing voters.
Prime Minister from the center left, a figure of
"living room wokism"
(Pierre-André Taguieff) to National Education, societal diversion à la François Hollande with the inclusion of the right to abortion in the Constitution, billions spent in the greatest lightness.
The right, itself, in the shadow of Macron, becomes left.
This is the moral of the Stade de France fiasco, when Gérald Darmanin, in a series of denials…
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