For those who have spent two months abroad this summer, a little reminder of the facts: the news presenters talked a lot about “Géral de Darmanin”, who thinks of 2027 when he shaves and is already raising the specter of the RN. The rapper Médine explains in the communist newspaper L’Humanité that he fights anti-Semitism. At the same time, panic at the dance hall: a new far-right newspaper has just been distributed on newsstands: the JDD, a kind of new Signal, if we have correctly understood the analyzes of the specialists. It is precisely the same extreme right that would have orchestrated the smear campaign against the angelic Medina. Music will have been at the center of all dinners in town and on campsites. There was the Juliette Armanetgate. Madam finds that Les Lacs du Connemara is a terrible song, right-wing moreover. “Nothing is right,” she asserts. Sardou forgave him.
And then, just when the stentor is mentioned in the press, here we have a bad memory: Jean-Jacques Goldman… Flat hair, falsetto voice, author of unforgettable lyrics (“When the music is good / When the music gives / When the music sounds / When it doesn’t cheat”). A “historian” devotes a book to him without having ever met him. The press thinks it’s great. Because Goldman, clearly, embodied “The France that loved itself”. He even wrote atrocious songs for Quebec scarecrow Celine Dion. One question remains unanswered: is Francisque Cabrel on the right?
