#Emmanuel Boos

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Comme Un Lego I” table by Emmanuel Boos

H.14.7 x L.68.9 x D.21.2 inches

Tenmoku glazed porcelain

2023

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LOEWE FOUNDATION CRAFT PRIZE 2024: Paris bis 09.06.2024

So sehen Sieger aus! Andrés Anza: ‘I only know what I have seen’, Keramik, Acrylfarbe | Foto: LOEWE Foundation Preisträger des LOEWE FOUNDATION CRAFT PRIZE 2024 ist Andrés Anza aus Mexiko, den die hochkarätige Jury für sein Werk  „I only know what I have seen“, 2023 auszeichnete. Diese lebensgroße Totemkeramik beschwört sowohl Pflanzen- als auch Tierformen herauf. Das aus fünf Teilen…

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⚡️🇫🇷VIDÉO - Emmanuel #Macron a été copieusement hué ce soir au Stade de France lors de la cérémonie de clôture des Jeux paralympiques.

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⚡️🇫🇷VIDEO - Emmanuel #Macron was roundly booed this evening at the Stade de France during the closing ceremony of the Paralympic Games.

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Comme un Lego is a minimalist coffee table by the Mannheim and Paris-based ceramic artist, Emmanuel Boos. Composed of 98 modular porcelain bricks, this “table-game sculpture” blurs the line between art and design, inviting users to stack, rearrange, and reassemble the piece.

[thoughtlessarse]

President Emmanuel Macron arrived in France’s Indian Ocean archipelago of Mayotte on Thursday after cyclone Chido devastated it last weekend. From when his visit began, the banker-president was faced with angry crowds who booed him as he arrogantly lectured them that they should be proud to be French and called to crack down on Comoran immigrants. As Macron arrived, Réunion1, a public TV station on Réunion island, reported that rescue and health workers in Mayotte believe the cyclone may have killed 60,000 people—nearly a fifth of the registered population. France’s monarchist interior minister, Bruno Retailleau, dismissed the report as a “rumor,” as Réunion1 had pulled it from its web site. But contacted by Libération, Réunion1 journalist Raphaël Kahn defended the now-deleted report, insisting this is what Mayotte rescue workers had said. The cyclone’s 220km/h winds destroyed sheet-metal houses in which much of Mayotte’s population lives, wiping out hillside slums in the capital, Mamoudzou. The French government is hiding the extent of the disaster caused by its decades of neglect of Mayotte’s infrastructure, claiming that it has confirmed 35 dead and 2,500 wounded. The interior ministry admitted, however, that its own estimate “does not match the reality that 100,000 people live in precarious housing.” A further reason that death tolls are flagrant underestimates is that communication between the Small Island, on which Mayotte airport is located, and the rest of Mayotte, particularly the Large Island on which the bulk of the population lives, is very limited. Several barges that used to serve as ferries between Mayotte’s different islands were sunk in the storm. Food and water are only beginning to arrive via airlift to the Small Island. Mayotte’s notoriously poor water system has collapsed, and residents of Mamoudzou’s Kawni slum told Europe1 they are drinking dirty water or not drinking anything at all. Amina, who drank water out of a stream that formed after it rained, said: “We don’t have a choice, we drink this water even though it’s muddy. We do our best to filter it, but anyway if we don’t do that, we die.”

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Song Review: Tommy Emmanuel - “Somewhere over the Rainbow” (OurVinyl Sessions)

In life, making simple things complex is almost never advisable. In music, however, it is sometimes the best route.

So it happened that Tommy Emmanuel, performing “Somewhere over the Rainbow” for “OurVinyl Sessions,” took a simple song and made it better with stupefying complexity.

That isn’t to say Emmanuel overdid it, because he didn’t overdo it as he caused the telltale melody to play peek-a-boo with listeners’ ears. But the “Rainbow”’s beauty remains, both as composed decades ago and as arranged by Emmanuel much more recently.

After brushing the strings and coaxing subdued drama from his six-string acoustic guitar, Emmanuel rolls his right arm over his head like the titular natural phenomenon. As he does so, his strings slowly go silent, the video fades to dark and the song ends.

Grade card: Tommy Emmanuel - “Somewhere over the Rainbow” (OurVinyl Sessions) - A+

10/9/24

[justforbooks]

The tragedy of Michel Barnier

Prime Minister Michel Barnier will leave office having served the shortest prime ministerial term in modern French history.

The collapse of France’s government on Wednesday night means it now finally falls to President Emmanuel Macron to step up and confront a snowballing political and economic crisis that risks sending shock waves across the eurozone.

After a heated debate in the National Assembly — marked by raucous jeers and boos — 331 of France’s 577 lawmakers voted to oust Prime Minister Michel Barnier in a vote of no confidence after he tried to force through an austere budget to fix the country’s yawning deficits.   

Once he formally resigns, Barnier will become the shortest-lived prime minister in the history of the modern French republic and the first to be booted out by parliament since 1962.

The political chaos led a growing number of lawmakers to demand the resignation of Macron, whose term lasts until 2027. That would be an almost-unprecedented move in modern French politics. Macron’s office said the president will address the political impasse in a speech on Thursday at 8 p.m.   Speaking before the vote, far-right leader Marine Le Pen said Macron would “sacrifice the fate of France because of his vanity” if he failed to step aside.  

“Emmanuel Macron has attacked the foundation walls of the nation for the past seven years,” Le Pen said, earning a round of applause from her troops as they tried to drown out the boos from Barnier’s allies. “He alone can pull the country out of the rut it’s in [with his resignation].” 

Mathilde Panot of the hard-left France Unbowed party said Wednesday’s vote was a defeat for “all of Emmanuel Macron’s policies.”  

“To break the deadlock, we ask for Emmanuel Macron to go,” she said to reporters after the vote. 

As the crisis — largely triggered by Macron’s knee-jerk call for a snap election this summer — mounted to fever pitch, the president stayed on the sidelines.

He arrived back at the Élysée palace from Saudi Arabia only just before his government collapsed and will now need to take the helm himself, not least by proposing a new prime minister who can right the ship and prove that the EU’s second-largest economy has not become ungovernable.

Barnier himself accused the lawmakers of acting irresponsibility by bringing down his government.  

“I cannot accept the idea that institutional destabilization could be the objective that brings together a majority of lawmakers at a moment when our country faces a deep moral, economic, financial and civic crisis,” he said before the vote.  

There’s nothing, however, to suggest it would be easier to form a government capable of winning the endorsement of a parliament split three ways than it was three months ago. Dissolution is also not an option, as Macron can’t call new elections until summer 2025. 

“This [National] Assembly is impossible,” Barnier told his ministers gathered in the Matignon palace after the vote, according to a participant there who spoke on the condition of anonymity in line with French protocol. “I sincerely wish the next team the best of luck.” 

In the immediate term, France must prepare for uncharted territory.  

The country will almost certainly enter the new year without a budget, and while Barnier could be asked to stay on as a caretaker and put forward emergency laws, such measures would do nothing to bring down a deficit — currently projected at 6.1 percent of gross domestic product — that has frightened financial markets and drawn rebuke from Brussels.

Investors deemed France as risky an investment as Greece after weeks of concern that the political crisis could evolve into a financial one if lawmakers could not agree to Barnier’s prescription of a bitter potion of fiscal prudence and old-fashioned austerity measures.  

The political upheaval could hardly come at a worse time for Europe, which is in dire need of leadership to confront challenges ranging from the return of Donald Trump to the conflict in Ukraine and a potential trade war with China. Germany, the other half of the engine that powers the continent, is ill-equipped to take the reins while struggling with its own political mess and a sputtering economy.

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AHHHHHHH!!!!!! Hi again, I'm the X Men Bestie! Ok, so can it be Y/N being there where Gambit is when he catches Rouge and Magneto, and she helps him until my favorite thing happens (hurt, jealousy smut with a lil bit of angst����). And then, if you can have Rouge, find out us being a man nabber cuz justice for my Cajun boo!

P.s. I be repin Gambit like I'm GloRilla #YEAHGLO

P.p.s. I just know Gambit is livin for this new wave of rap😭💗

Here you go, I hope you like it hun!

You and Gambit arguing and making up includes:

The two of you not wanting to argue in front of the whole team, so the two of you just glaring at one another.

The second the two of you are back at the compound, the two of you go straight to your shared bedroom and instantly start hissing at each other.

The fight being about you thinking that Gambit was doing too much when catching the villains, being too violent and you not liking the sight of your boo being too violent.

“I was just doing my job, babe!”, your boyfriend said while raising his voice a little, but regretting it the second you jumped in surprise.

“Just calm down the next time, please. I know those people are bad, but they didn’t have the chance to surrender because you were throwing those brutal punches”, you expressed in disappointment.

Gambit sighing in defeat, the images of his violent acts now replaying in his mind, he indeed had gone too far.

His shoulders slumped as he slowly walked to your shared closet and quickly changed into a pair of sweats and a random shirt. You copied his actions before the two of you sat down on the bed and looked at one another.

“I know that our job is very challenging, and it’s our duty to punish those who hurt the innocent, but we can’t go too far. It would make the line between the heroes and villains almost non-existent.”, you spoke now, the mood now slowly changing from intense to relaxing.

Your boyfriend nodded his head in agreement, voicing his regrets and apologizing to you.

All you could do was accept his apology and take him in your arms, knowing that all was forgiven.

Before you knew it, your clothes were discarded and you were lying on the bed, your legs wide open and just enjoying the sensations of your love in between your thick thighs.

Gambit knew your weak spots, knew how to spoil them with kisses, gentle caresses, and nibbles.

The room was quickly filled with your love sounds, the sound of your skin slapping against one another while the two of you moaned your names. Gambit couldn’t stop staring down at your pretty face while you took all of him in, the delicious sensations of pure pleasure coursing through both of your bodies.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to reach your orgasms, your sweaty body writhing in intense pleasure while your inner walls were holding tightly onto your boyfriend cock. His warm seeds filling you up while his hips snap messily against yours.

-Emmanuelle♥️

[go-scottishgal14]

Great essay in The Telegraph, 7/28/2024, hits nail on head imho....

Not even France can escape the West’s cultural decay

Our civilisation is surely doomed when the best Paris can offer is a drag queen parody of the Last Supper

TIM STANLEY -- 28 July 2024 at 7:30 pm

At the Olympics they often sing Imagine, containing the line, “Imagine there’s no countries …” Well, if there were no countries, there’d be no Olympics, which would be marvellous. Who wants to watch two weeks of muscular women throwing sticks and balls at each other? The only entertaining bit is the opening ceremony. Britain did a good ’un back in 2012; so good that it entered folklore, along with the 1966 World Cup and Dunkirk. When our grandkids ask, “What did you do in the clash of civilisations?” we shall reply: “We pushed Elizabeth II out of a helicopter.”

Paris, by contrast, offered us drag queens doing a parody of the Last Supper – insulting Christians, mocking God. When I described the scene to a priest, he replied: “That explains the torrential rain, then.”

It was blasphemous, sure, but it was also tacky; the crime aesthetic as well as religious. You have a once-in-a-lifetime chance to sell your country to tourists, and what did France go with? A dozen men – one with a beard – twerking to Freed from Desire. Actual culture necessitates discipline and taste. In the 21st century, people just “party”, cos it requires zero effort and any idiot can do it.

Kicking Christians is very easy because we have no power and, when we’re angry, we don’t fly planes into things. And yet some people cannot leave us alone. They feel a need to ridicule our beliefs and subvert our images, to drag Christ down to the gutter – as if crucifying him once wasn’t enough.

It’s probably because faith is beautiful. People don’t know how to react to it. When you’ve been raised in ugliness, to be confronted with the profound, transcendent beauty of the Last Supper can inspire awe, yes, but also fear. Think of those apes going bananas at the mysterious monolith in 2001: A Space Odyssey. Beauty pierces the illusion of a comfortably banal existence.

Imagine if instead of the drag queen parody, the ceremony had paused to display the real painting by Leonardo da Vinci. No music. No fireworks. Just Jesus&Co. Millions would’ve switched off the telly – because they’d find it boring, no doubt, but also strange, unnerving, possibly offensive. There would’ve been thousands of complaints. We have engineered an entire existence around pleasure and distraction. Stop the disco for one minute and people might fill the silence with thought, even prayer … or they might riot.

Either way, you’ve got a revolution on your hands, and the powers that be can’t have that.

L’Hexagone faces a fate worse than death: becoming Great Britain

Organisers have apologised for any offence caused, but wise-guys insist the whole thing was a very French joke the world didn’t get. But how French was the ceremony in total?

Celine Dion is Canadian. Lady Gaga is from the United States. “This is France!” tweeted Emmanuel Macron – in English, something one could never imagine De Gaulle or Mitterrand doing. In fact this version of France looks suspiciously American, and drag is another import.

Men have been dressing up as women for a laugh for centuries, and long may it continue. But the art form’s current vibe was promoted by Ru Paul – obviously influenced by Voguing – and the notion that drag queens are apostles for progress is 100 per cent “made in the USA”.

I’m old enough to remember when a drag act meant a bloke, often married, dressed as Barbara Cartland telling filthy jokes about foreigners in the Dog and Duck. The Yanks have mainstreamed this subculture, transforming it into a mass consumer product, which was another reason to yawn rather than boo at the drag disciples. This stuff ceased being brave or transgressive 20 years ago. Like the rainbow flag (designed by an American) or Pride (begun in America), it is banal because it is ubiquitous.

So, Brits shouldn’t gloat over the tawdry French games. If we held them today, we’d make identical mistakes. Our ceremony would also be a celebration of diversity – every Western nation has become diverse to the point of looking exactly the same – for diversity is something one promotes when you’ve lost confidence in your historical identity. When you’ve decided everything you did pre-1960 was racist, and you’ve stopped writing great novels, composing symphonies or painting beyond primary school standard.

The West is culturally dying. It only looks alive because we’re dancing among the relics of what we used to do well – and are so embarrassed by these past accomplishments that we feel moved to ridicule their ideals.

The Paris ceremony, of course, featured a headless Marie Antoinette. Let’s laugh at a victim of an earlier experiment in egalitarianism. It’s interesting how gender always haunts debates about civilisation. In 1790, Edmund Burke – a philosopher writing before Marie’s execution – predicted that the lack of chivalry shown towards the queen would eventually spell disaster for all women and all France. In a world without etiquette or distinction, he said, “a queen is but a woman; a woman is but an animal, and an animal not of the highest order”. Abusing monarchs, like burning books, erodes dignity and encourages murder.

France’s decline is nothing special. In some regards it is ahead of us; in others, behind. The depressing point is that it is familiar. These Olympics have been marred by racial tension, incompetence, poor taste, unreliable railways, filthy river water and terrible weather. France’s fate is worse than death: she has become Great Britain.

[darkmaga-returns]

By Finian Cunningham Strategic Culture

November 14, 2024

It’s early days yet. However, there are signs that President-elect Trump is moving toward a detente with Russia over Ukraine.

It’s early days yet. However, there are signs that President-elect Trump is moving toward a detente with Russia over Ukraine.

One good sign is that Trump will not invite Mike Pompeo or Nikki Haley to join his cabinet when he is inaugurated as the 47th U.S. president on January 20. Both of these figures were rabid anti-Russia hawks during Trump’s previous administration. There were suggestions that Pompeo and Haley might return with senior posts in his second administration. But Trump has announced the pair will not be offered new positions.

Another positive sign is from people close to Trump’s inner circle who are letting the Kiev regime know – rudely – that the U.S. military aid spigot is being turned off.

Donald Trump has yet to hold a phone call with Russian President Vladimir Putin, according to the Kremlin. But both leaders have already expressed a willingness to negotiate a peaceful settlement over the Ukraine conflict.

Another promising sign of potential detente between the United States and Russia is the sheer panic among European leaders. The news of Trump’s election last week has caused most European elites to scramble like scared children on hearing “boo!”.

European Commission President Ursula von der Leyen and French President Emmanuel Macron are consoling themselves by urging Europe to “come together” in the wake of Trump’s stunning election victory. The collapse of Germany’s coalition government of Chancellor Olaf Scholz is an early casualty of the Trump impact.

European leaders fear that if Trump pulls the plug on military aid to the Kiev regime they will be left holding the can to fund the proxy war against Russia, which the weak European economies have no chance of sustaining.

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Escaping the Trap

Due to the large number of actions that took place on May Day 2019, we won’t provide an exhaustive report of everything that happened the streets. We’ll focus on the major events that structured the day and some interesting initiatives and situations that we witnessed.

Anarcho-syndicalist unions gathered at Place des Fêtes the way they do every year to pay tribute to the anarchist origins of May Day. However, due to the context, the anarchist demonstration was not permitted to march towards République. Instead, it was supposed to end at Stalingrad—another location where it would be easy for police to kettle everyone if they wanted to. Around 11 am, as more and more people arrived at Place des Fêtes, police forces, including riot police units and officers in plain clothes, began patrolling the square and searching individuals carrying backpacks. The anarchist procession finally started around 11:30 am. It was hundreds strong.

The crowd marched rapidly through the streets of the Parisian popular district, followed closely by police trucks and riot police units on foot. At almost every intersection, firemen with extinguishers were waiting, as if our objective for the morning was to set everything on fire—which was especially unlikely in this working-class district. The general atmosphere of the march was strange; very few targets were attacked. No doubt part of the crowd was already focusing on what would be waiting ahead of us and how to outmaneuver it. Little by little, as the procession approached its final destination, groups of demonstrators left in order to join the starting point of the afternoon march on time.

In the end, what remained of the anarchist procession decided to continue its course through the streets of Paris in a spontaneous wildcat demonstration, before disbanding when police forces and members of the BAC (Brigade anti-criminalité, “Anti-criminality brigage”) showed up. During the morning, other wildcat initiatives took place outside the official demonstrations. Unfortunately, they didn’t last long, as police brutally dispersed them.

In the meantime, at Montparnasse, the situation was already charged. Since the morning, thousands of people—from trade union sympathizers and passersby to yellow vesters and radicals—had been gathering in the main boulevard. The government’s decision to cancel or change the course of some morning demonstrations had not pacified the situation—on the contrary. Around 1 pm, tired of remaining static while waiting for the official hour to arrive to start the demonstration—and despite a massive police presence in the area—some anarchists and other rebellious demonstrators took action.

Moving swiftly, some people attempted to constitute a bloc at the front of the procession to attack La Rotonde—the restaurant where Emmanuel Macron celebrated his presidential victory in 2017. For a full hour, intense street confrontations took place between demonstrators and police near the intersection of Boulevard du Montparnasse and Boulevard Raspail. Interesting to report, it was during this major phase of confrontations that Philippe Martinez, the leader of the CGT trade union, had to be exfiltrated momentarily from the demonstration—drawing boos and insults from several demonstrators—due to the explosion of a tear gas canister near his position. As if more proof were needed that making backroom deals with authorities doesn’t protect you from their weapons in the streets!

But what is more interesting here is how he reacted to this commonplace event. (We say commonplace because nowadays, what is more ordinary than breathing tear gas during a demonstration?) Yet once the situation calmed down a bit, Martinez took the occasion to denounce “an unprecedented and indiscriminate repression following the acts of violence of some,” before adding “the police has charged the CGT, a well-identified CGT, this is a serious matter.” Besides the voluntarily dramatic tone of his statement—remember that trade union leaders are here to play a specific role on the political stage—the CGT leader didn’t condemn police brutality per se, but only the fact that during confrontations, police forces attacked some CGT members. In other words, police violence is acceptable as long as it doesn’t target trade union sympathizers.

The situation created difficulties for demonstrators who wanted to join the main procession. Approaching the Boulevard du Montparnasse, all access was blocked by police lines. If you wanted to enter the perimeter, you had to submit to a complete search. Consequently, hundreds of people were wandering around the police checkpoints, going from one street to the next to see if there was a way to enter without being controlled. This confusing situation was the occasion to engage discussions with other demonstrators and to exchange important information. Some people, who succeeded in leaving the zone of confrontations, were already shocked by the level of police brutality, while a group of yellow vesters mentioned the fact that they saw with their own eyes part of the CGT procession retreating during the confrontations, leaving rioters and other demonstrators alone in front of police forces.

As planned, around 2:30 pm, the afternoon march finally started. As the impressive crowd was slowly walking towards its destination, some police checkpoints decided to release the pressure and let people enter the “secured perimeter” without submitting to a search. Police were still sporadically stopping and checking anyone they considered “suspicious,” as well. Once on the main boulevard, the compact crowd of protesters struggled to move forward, due to the numerous police cordons present on each side of the street in order to protect potential targets. However, waves of individuals were determined to get past the trade union procession in order to reach the cortège de tête.

Once we reached Port-Royal, the CGT—located at the front of the trade union procession—suddenly stopped. People continued to get around its security service in order to reach the tail of the cortège de tête. This situation was clearly no coincidence. We were right in the middle of the zone where the authorities had asked trade union leaders to disassociate themselves from the leading procession in order to facilitate their trap. We took this opportunity to ask one of the members of the CGT security team why they were suddenly stopping to create a gap between themselves and the cortège de tête. The answer was an embarrassed “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Once again, the CGT was blatantly assisting the authorities in closing their trap around the “dangerous individuals of the leading procession.”

Nevertheless, the cortège de tête continued its route towards Place d’Italie. Almost no signs of confrontation were visible on the Boulevard de Port-Royal. The presence of riot police units in the boulevard and at almost every single intersection was clearly dissuasive. However, the diverse crowd of thousands remained determined, chanting anti-police and anti-capitalist slogans as well as the now classic “Révolution!”

Once people turned and entered the Boulevard Saint-Marcel, the tension suddenly increased. Some of us knew exactly what was awaiting us. We were approaching the final destination of the demonstration, which meant that if authorities wanted to strike hard at the cortège de tête, they would do it very soon. Police forces were present in every single neighboring street. As the procession entered the Boulevard de l’Hôpital, the crowd began to tighten up. Police trucks and riot units were blocking the main boulevard towards the Austerlitz train station. Our only options were to retreat or to continue towards Place d’Italie. As the crowd slowly marched toward the square, we realized that the cortège de tête had been cut in two by police forces. Ahead of us, water cannon trucks and police lines blocked the boulevard.

Beyond them, near Place d’Italie, several hundred people who constituted the very head of the cortège de tête engaged in impressive street confrontations with police forces. They created numerous barricades, set things on fire, and attacked police with projectiles. The crowd even attacked the police station of the 13th district of Paris, which was heavily protected by anti-riot fences for the occasion. Extremely intense fights continued at the main square, where police beat, dispersed, and arrested protesters.

Down the Boulevard de l’Hôpital, a newly constituted bloc was trying to reach the front of the remaining procession in order to face the police lines. Without further delay, a heavy rain of tear gas canisters fell on the crowd. The mobile water cannon started pushing us down the boulevard. This frontal attack succeeded in creating panic among protesters. To escape the suffocating atmosphere created by the thick clouds of tear gas, some demonstrators tried to find a way out by entering buildings or climbing fences and walls. Progressively, the cortège de tête retreated until reaching the intersection between the Boulevard Saint-Marcel and the Boulevard de l’Hôpital.

There, as police were still blocking the side of the boulevard leading to the train station—the closest and safest exit—some demonstrators decided to use the last option they had by retracing their steps. Unfortunately for them, as the trade unions were slowly entering the Boulevard Saint-Marcel, police started shooting tear gas into the boulevard to keep the crowd inside the area they had designated to attack the cortège de tête. People were now definitely trapped on two different boulevards between a rain of tear gas and police lines. As a result, the confrontations inside the kettle intensified: anarchists and other rebellious protesters answered the thick clouds of tear gas and the explosions of flash-bang grenades with a rain of projectiles, smashing windows and setting makeshift barricades on fire.

As the situation became more and more explosive—and due to the insistence of some demonstrators—police finally agreed to release the pressure by letting some demonstrators exit the demonstration via the main police checkpoints located on the Boulevard de l’Hôpital. Hundreds seized the occasion to escape the trap. However, once outside the main police perimeter, many people were still determined to stay in the streets. Little by little, a large crowd began to gather behind police lines. Understanding that the situation could quickly escalate, police started to push the protesters back with a series of charges and volleys of tear gas canisters.

Behind the police checkpoint, the rest of the traditional May Day procession—trade unions included—was allowed to pursue its course towards Place d’Italie, as the authorities claimed to have regained control over the situation. As hundreds of determined people were walking down the Boulevard de l’Hôpital towards the train station and the Austerlitz bridge, a wildcat demonstration got underway. Following a quick sprint to escape the police line that tried to block our progress, the crowd crossed the bridge.

Once we reached the other side of the Seine river, people built several makeshift barricades to block traffic and set the trailer of a construction site on fire. For the first time since the morning, we felt that we had finally succeeded in outmaneuvering the trap set by the authorities. Unfortunately, this feeling didn’t last long, as the first brigades of police officers on motorcycles armed with LBD-40 launchers showed up soon after. Following several attempts to escape them, recognizing that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous, the raging crowd dispersed near Bastille.

Later that evening, hundreds of people answered the call to gather at the Place de la Contrescarpe in order to celebrate the one year anniversary of the “Benalla case.” This case started on May Day 2018, when Alexandre Benalla—then one of Macron’s security officers—received authorization from the executive to assist police forces on the ground. Dressed as a member of the BAC—in plain clothes with a helmet and the traditional orange police armband—he threatened and brutally arrested several individuals inside the Jardin des Plantes and at the Place de la Contrescarpe. Informed of these events, the government covered up the case and protected Benalla. In July 2018, after a long investigation, some journalists revealed the true identity of Benalla. Since then, the “Benalla case” continues to embarrass the current government, as more and more dark secrets and revelations surface.

[craft2eu]

POETISCHE SYSTEME: Heidelberg vom 10.03. bis 28.04.2024

Die Galerie Marianne Heller in Heidelberg zeigt in ihrer Frühjahrsausstellung Arbeiten des französischen Keramikkünstlers Emmanuel Boos zusammen mit Bildern des Münchner Malers Günter Nosch. Emmanuel Boos, Quartett, 2023, Keramik | ©Sebastian Weindel Emmanuel Boos (geb. 1969 in St. Etienne) erlernte die feine Kunst der Porzellantöpferei bei Maître d’art Jean Girel, ehe er am Royal College…

[helshades]

Emmanuel Macron Booed and Insulted for Entire Duration of First Trip Inside France in Months

Yesterday, he was booed in Saint-Denis; today, he was booed in Selestat, Alsace, where the intended 'crowd bath' turned into a golden shower of popular discontent.

Apart from all the booing and hissing, and the ubiquitous hymn of the anti-reform protests ('We're here even if Macron doesn't want us to be!'), one man got to shake the Presidemperor's manicured hand, bellowing 'I had to shake the hand of a president whose government is so filled with crooks! You're gonna fall, all of your ministers are corrupted!' while another popped a white-haired head and impressive moustaches from behind the first rank to shout 'We don't want your fucking reform, you arsehole, what did you fail to understand?!' [Informal 'thou', to add to the insult.] Most people gathered at the events were heard screaming

#Macron ! Démission !

His Monstrosity is gracing the southeastern region tomorrow with His pernicious presence. If I've heard correctly there's now a sort of informal contests between the cities that the Presidumb intends to stop by—while several ministers have already canceled trips to various provincial towns for the following days.

[parcequecestnotreprojeeeet]

Do you think Brigitte and Emmanuel use whips and stuff?

I would love to know. I mean, the guy wrote an all erotic book when he was a teenager, he gotta have some pretty good kinks. Manu, come here and tell me your secrets, honey boo.

[globalnews1]

French President Emmanuel Macron spoke to a booing crowd in Mayotte, while touring the devastation caused by Cyclone Chido. "I had nothing to do with the cyclone," Macron said. "You can blame me, but it wasn't me."The territory, located north of Madagascar, is the poorest part of France. It suffers from extensive social and economic problems, including high rates of illegal immigration from neighbouring Comoros and poor-quality housing and public services.

[boome11]

French President Emmanuel Macron spoke to a booing crowd in Mayotte, while touring the devastation caused by Cyclone Chido. "I had nothing to do with the cyclone," Macron said. "You can blame me, but it wasn't me."The territory, located north of Madagascar, is the poorest part of France. It suffers from extensive social and economic problems, including high rates of illegal immigration from neighbouring Comoros and poor-quality housing and public services. https://ichef.bbci.co.uk/news/1024/branded_news/d618/live/3932c000-beb5-11ef-a0f2-fd81ae5962f4.jpg 2024-12-20 09:37:29