2023-05-06 02:00:00
Gerald Darmanin, French Minister of the Interior lives – like almost all of his compatriots – in the belief that he is Charles De Gaulle, only that he mixes this awareness with the hysteria of certain film characters of Louis De Funes, ranted, pissed off, with a swollen vein, who took test the first one that passes. Once again the passerby on duty was Giorgia Meloni’s Italy. Not satisfied with having defined ours as “an enemy country” months ago, the furious Darmanin took a further step. Speaking of Meloni, he declared that “it is not able to solve Italy’s migratory problems”, a country that is experiencing a “very serious crisis”. Profoundly disrespectful words, which come a few days after France announced another one border armor con Italy with new military of control on the border. A flicker of surreality, a grotesque and exquisitely French paradox, which forced Minister Tajani to crystallize all relations with the Elysée, and God forbid.
WIND OF PARADOX – But the French government, especially on the subject of migration, feeds on paradoxes. And it rides a bipolarism worthy of a Freudian investigation. To say. In 2019, immediately denigrating Salvini’s flow control policy from the Viminale, President Macron showed up in the Mayotte archipelago, the “Lampedusa of the Indian Ocean” overseas department of France, to take part in a very tough round of lives against migrants: 25,000 rapid expulsions and armoring of ports through checks that not even the Iron Curtain.
Then, in 2022, the Ocean Viking was forced to anchor in Toulon after accusing Italy of “failure to respect human rights”. It is a pity, however, that, in the face of humanity, the few dozen migrants welcomed there (out of 234) by Darmanin were housed in an area declared “international waiting”, watched over by the authorities and then, in some cases, even repatriated to unbeknownst to them (some of them thinking of going to Germany ended up in Mali). Among other things, the minister, on that occasion, managed to get three illegal immigrants registered for terrorism to escape, who had arrived on the NGO’s ship and who, once landed, had their traces taken as Arsenio Lupine.
Then it was the turn of the great classic: the block, with truncheons by the Police, in Ventimiglia of the so-called “secondary movements”. By the standards of the French, the French themselves would be institutionalized hooligans. And it is because of this naughty spirit of theirs (and not only that) that any attempt at a “European solidarity pact in the redistribution of migrants among member countries” has collapsed.
With the excuse of bipolarity, France, of any good purpose, continues – to use a Frenchism – to proudly give a fuck about it. And we could go backwards, from the initiative of the killing of Gaddafi by Sarkozy to the move by Macron himself to contact China directly with the excuse of pursuing the peace of Ukraine, but in reality to do business with the Dragon. Intermittent morality, which suits chauvinism is a characteristic of cockerels. They can’t do it. Now there are two things to consider. The first element: had there been a word, a gesture, an act with which Macron dissociated himself from the deranged attacks of the very républicain minister (perhaps, yesterday, Le President he was too busy not to get stoned by the students of the Saintes vocational school). The second element: it is clear that an outing of this kind against the Italian government was considered.
REVIEW THE TREATY – It is a way to divert attention from the real drama in which a French government has been floating in recent months, increasingly at historic lows: the perennial fury of the squares and of the opposition for the Macronian (moreover just) pension reform. Certainly to attack a possible ally in the possible revision of the Treaty of Aachen with Germany, and in view of the next European elections in 2024; well, that’s bizarre. At the beginning of the mandate they explained to Macron that to govern France you need cogli***. Someone must have misunderstood…
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