#service militaire

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Bon, je suis flemmard. Alors une série de reblogs d'il y a 3 ans...

Tous les jours, jusqu’au jour J, des séries de photos montrant mon “évolution”, une photo par an….. Difficile de choisir parmi mes 50.000 photos…

- 1980, Vichel.  Un selfie avant l’heure et ma moustache encore jeune !

- 1981, Marrakech, place Djemal-El-Fnâa. A l’époque où ma sœur et mon beau-frère y travaillaient, on y allait tous les printemps. Mes premiers voyages hors d’Europe.

- 1982, Marseille. Essai avec mon nouvel appareil photo. Dans quelques mois, finie la fac, et départ vers Mont-de-Marsan loin de ma famille. Pas simple.

- 1983, Mont-de-Marsan, fête de fin d’année au lycée où je travaille (avec difficulté !). Derrière, on devine ma première voiture, une 4L bleu marine; la “liberté” dans ma vie, encore toute relative.

- 1984, Aix-en-Provence. Mon service militaire en tant que prof au lycée militaire, avec mes amis Jean-Paul, Philippe et Christian. Une année importante avec mon premier coming-out pas tonitruant. Enfin des confidences qui me libèrent et des sorties en boîte tout aussi libératrices. Et ma découverte de la new-wave…!

- 1985, Arcangues, dans ma petite location en pleine campagne. Une autre année importante. J’y rencontre mon amie “séculaire”  Christine, une autre sœur ! De la folie au collège où nous travaillons, des discussions sans fin….Et là, on se prépare à sortir en boîte à Biarritz

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Chasseurs Nakajima Ki-84 Hayate démilitarisés et stockés après la capitulation du Japon – Base aérienne de Utsunomiya – Japon – 1945

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5 avril 1693 : fondation de l’ordre militaire de Saint-Louis par Louis XIV ➽ http://bit.ly/Ordre-Saint-Louis Cette création, destinée à récompenser des services rendus sur le champ de bataille, allait devenir le complément des belles institutions qu’on devait au génie de Louis Le Grand

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Le créateur de "Fauda" attaque le gouvernement : "Il n'y a plus de honte"

  Le créateur de Fauda, ​​Lior Raz, attaque aujourd’hui (mardi) le gouvernement à propos de la loi sur la conscription votée hier soir et écrit : “Il n’y a pas de honte”. Rappelons que ce soir, à la majorité de 63 députés contre 57 opposants, le plénum de la Knesset a approuvé l’ application de la loi de continuité à la loi sur la conscription , le ministre de la Défense a voté contre cette…

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Sergent Nat from @dirtyvulture series ^^ (all credits for the idea goes to them). Hope we get to see more of her in future works. As always leave a comment or reblog/tags. Every word helps a starving artist especially while dealing with anxiety 😂 And if you haven't read the Sergeant Nat series, please do!

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As the name suggests, the World Wars involved the world. People from all over served, and this includes people from African and Carribbean countries, yet I feel they are not so well-remembered in media and the history books for their heroics and sacrifices. Here are a few icons among many below.

Eugene Bullard

Eugene Jacques Bullard (1895-1961) was one of the first black American pilots and served in the French air force’s Lafayette Flying Corps, an all-American volunteer outfit, in World War 1. Meanwhile, in World War 2, Eugene Bullard served as a spy for France, where he also proved highly successful against the Nazi regime. Bullard was fluent in English, German and French, as well as a boxer and self-taught Jazz musician.

Eugene Bullard was awarded fifteen French war medals: Knight of the Légion d’honneur, Médaille Militaire, Croix de Guerre, Volunteer’s Cross (Croix du combattant volontaire), Wounded Insignia, World War I Commemorative Medal, World War I Victory Medal, Freedom Medal, and the World War II Commemorative Medal.

Walter Tull

Lieutenant Walter Tull (1888 - 1918) was the first British-born black army officer and the first black officer to lead white British troops into battle. He fought on the Somme in 1916 and became the first black combat officer in the British army in spite of a military rule officially excluding "any negro or person of colour” from that position. Before the War, he was a pioneering black football player and the first black outfield player to feature in the English top flight, with two seasons at Tottenham Hotspur.

Sadly, Walter Tull was killed in 1918, during the early German spring offensive, and was never awarded the military cross that he was recommended for.

Johnny Smythe

Born in Sierra Leone, Johnny Smythe (1915 - 1996) successfully made it into RAF aircrew during the Second World War. Smythe trained as a navigator, having a great talent for mathematics. He successfully navigated 26 bombing missions over Germany, although was unfortunately shot down on his 27th mission and captured. Smythe would spent the last two years of the war in Stalag Luft I, an infamous Lufftwaffe-run POW camp, until he was liberated by the Russians in 1945.

In 1948, Johnny Smythe served as the senior officer aboard the Windrush. After pursuing a career in law and working as the Queen's Counsel for Sierra Leone for a number of years, in 1961 he was appointed Solicitor General of the newly independent Republic of Sierra Leone. In 1978, he awarded the Order of the British Empire (OBE) for his outstanding service.

Ulric Cross

Ulric Cross (1917 - 2013) was Trinidadian and one of the most decorated Caribbean airmen in WWII. Joining the RAF at 24, he trained as a navigator and joined 139 Squadron, gaining the nickname ‘The Black Hornet’. Cross was an expert in precision bombing and later joined the ranks of the elite Pathfinder Force, flying high-risk missions into enemy territory as low as 50 feet as opposed to 25,000 like most pilots. While Cross was offered the option to rest after completing 50 missions, he instead volunteered for another 30 missions over enemy territory. At the end of the War, Cross had flown a total of 80 missions.

For his undeniable commitment, hard work and skill, Cross was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross and the Distinguished Service Order.

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A number of surgeons attended Duroc after his fatal wounding, including François Ribes and Alexandre-Urbain Yvan. Dominique-Jean Larrey also saw him a few hours before his death, and recorded their brief conversation in his journal. He also recounted their meeting in two of his published memoirs, and it's interesting to look at all three side by side.

First, in his journal of 1813, held in the Wellcome Collection (my transcription):

Interview with the Grand Marshal of the Palace Duke of Frioul - mortally wounded by a cannonball, he was laid in a [illegible] cottage near where he had received the fatal blow. He sent for me immediately and did not stop asking for me. I had still not rejoined the general staff however I arrived and [illegible]. He was drowsing and his eyelids were closed. I gently approached his deathbed and took his left hand with care to take his pulse and judge the condition he was in. "What is that hand that touches me and does me so much good?" he said in a trembling and plaintive voice. He opened his eyes and recognized me. "Ha! I was sure of it. It's you, my dear Larrey. I've wanted you for a while now and have waited for you impatiently. You see the state I'm in. You can't fix me up this time. But give me something that will let me end the horrible torments I'm suffering. Render me this service of a true friend. Don't let me suffer any more, my dear Larrey, I'm counting on you." My heart seized. My senses fled. I couldn't muster a single word, my tears couldn't fall and I felt my strength vanish. My friend Ribes who was nearby, took me and led me away from that awful spectacle. A new motion of drowsiness [illegible] the eyelids of my illustrious and too unlucky friend - he clutched my hand for the second time at the same instant and without a doubt his soul bade me an eternal farewell. What a sad day for me - It's one of the greatest losses I could have experienced [illegible] - the general's shade will undoubtedly pass to the abode of my two other great friends.

Then in his 1817 Mémoires de chirurgie militaire et campagnes, which gives only a short summary of the event:

On my arrival at headquarters, a short trip from Hainaut, I learned the sad news of the deaths of Generals Kirgener and Bruyeres, and the mortal injury of Marshal Duroc, Duke of Frioul. This general had asked for me several times, and was extremely impatient to see me. He had been put in a cottage belonging to one of the inhabitants of the village where he had been wounded. On entering this cottage, where I found the marshal stretched out on a pile of straw and still dressed in his uniform, I was seized with the fear of seeing that he had been struck a mortal blow. My sinister presentiment came true only too soon. Only with difficulty could he articulate a few words. The effects of his wound could be seen through the trappings that covered him, and his face was marked with a deathly pallor. He had had the wall of his lower belly carried away by a large ball, the intestines torn at several points and thrust through the abdomen. I realized, with the greatest sorrow, that all the aid of our art couldn't save him from the near and inevitable death that awaited him. Indeed, a few hours later, this general officer, one of my honorable companions in Egypt, concluded his career. His name and those of Desaix and Lannes are deeply graven in my heart in recognition of the friendship that these illustrious warriors, raised to the highest honors, always kept for me.

And finally his 1841 Relation médicale de campagnes et voyages de 1815 à 1840, which, while still cleaned up for an audience, gets a bit closer to the anguish (and the dying man's desperation) in his journal:

General Duroc (Michel), Duke of Frioul, Grand Marshal of the Palace of Napoleon, was my intimate friend and my companion in Egypt. I saved his life by the attentive and fortunate care that I gave him for a very serious wound in the right thigh, made by the explosion of a shell at the siege of Saint Jean d'Acre (see my Egyptian Campaign); I was not so lucky for the last wound he received at the end of the battle of Wurschen, in May 1813. A cannonball, fired with full force from the enemy camp, after passing through the body of General Kirgener, shaved General Duroc's belly from right to left; his clothes were torn, a large portion of the skin of his abdomen carried away, and many circumvolutions of the small intestine pierced. This interesting wounded man was nearly in his last moments, when I arrived at the cottage where he had been left. "I've waited for you very impatiently, my dear Larrey," this unfortunate General cried, once he saw me; "You can render me the last service of a friend: I feel that my wound is beyond the resources of your art, but put an end, I beg you, to the horrible torments to which I've been subjected for thirty hours, and you will have my tenderest and last farewells." He expired a few hours later. This interview was for me one of the cruelest moments of my life. The Emperor, who had visited the Marshal some hours before me, lost his most faithful friend, his surest counselor, and one of his wisest and most intrepid warriors.

[jloisse]

🔵 🇮🇱 Une enquête choquante pour l’entité sioniste, révèle que seulement 42 % des officiers permanents des forces occupantes israéliennes sont prêts à poursuivre leur service militaire après la guerre à Gaza. Voici l'histoire.

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• Fokker D.XXI Fighter

The Fokker D.XXI fighter was designed in 1935 by Dutch aircraft manufacturer Fokker in response to requirements laid out by the Royal Netherlands East Indies Army Air Force (Militaire Luchtvaart van het Koninklijk Nederlands-Indisch Leger, ML-KNIL). The D.XXI was designed as an inexpensive, rugged, and compact fighter aircraft that would possess respectable performance for its era.

On November 14th, 1934, design proposals for a new fighter aircraft were submitted by Fokker to the Luchtvaartafdeling (Dutch Army Aviation Group). Fokker's design team, led by Erich Schatzki, and based at the firm's newly completed plant in the southern district of Amsterdam, had sought to incorporate and combine various new concepts and recent features from successful fighter aircraft, including the previous C.X and D.XVII aircraft. The proposed aircraft was a low-wing monoplane which adopted an entirely enclosed cockpit; initial design work had been conducted in cooperation with British engine manufacturer Rolls-Royce, and it had been originally envisaged that the type would be powered by a Rolls-Royce Kestrel IV. Projections of the aircraft's performance included a maximum speed of 420 km/h at an altitude of 4,350 meters, a range of 888 km, and an altitude ceiling of 10,000 meters. The planned armament included rifle-calibre machine guns or 20mm cannons, which were to be embedded into the wings and fuselage.

In early 1935, the Luchtvaartafdeling signed a contract for a single prototype of the proposed fighter to be constructed for an evaluation to be performed by the Royal Netherlands East Indies Army. This prototype, designated FD-322, which was powered by a single Bristol Mercury VI-S radial engine which drove a three-blade, two-pitch propeller, performed its maiden flight at Welschap Airfield, Eindhoven, on March 27th, 1936. According to aviation author G.H. Kamphuis, the prospects for series production of the new fighter looked doubtful shortly after the first flight was performed due to a high level change in Dutch defence policy; Minister for Foreign Affairs Hendrik Colijn informed the Ministry of War that, in response to the changing international situation, a higher priority would be placed on building up a substantial bomber capability over new fighter aircraft. In addition to the Luchtvaartafdeling's interest in a trainer aircraft, the service had also attached great importance to the concept of a heavily armed 'cruiser' aircraft capable of performing multiple mission types. Further doubts and confusion were added by the emergence of a competing aircraft proposal in the form of the Koolhoven F.K.58, which had also been designed by Ir. Schatzki. It was decided that the D.XXI and F.K.58 should participate in a series of comparative tests against one another, leading to the D.XXI prototype being dispatched to Soesterberg Air Base, Utrecht, in November 1936. However, head-to-head testing between the two types was delayed by the F.K.58, which did not perform its first flight until September 1938.

During 1937, the Dutch government gave funding and its approval for a limited expansion of the Army Aviation Group, which resulted in an order being placed for 36 Fokker D.XXI fighters, to be powered by the 830 h.p. Bristol Mercury VII or VIII engines. According to Kamphuis, Dutch interest in the D.XXI had been revived, in part, due to an examination of the first aircraft by an evaluation board, which itself had been conducted due to interest expressed by the Finnish Air Force, which itself would result in export sales being made to Finland. On July 20th, 1938, the first Luchtvaartafdeling D.XXI conducted its first flight, after which it participated in test flights prior to deliver to Soesterberg. On September 8th, 1939, the final aircraft of the first batch of 36 was delivered. Even as the domestic demand for the D.XXI was being questioned, the type had attracted the attention of a number of foreign governments. In 1937, the Finnish government decided to place an order for an initial batch of seven aircraft, further negotiations were also conducted towards the acquisition of a manufacturing license, under which Finland proceeded to domestically produce further aircraft as well. Throughout 1940 and 1941, the Finnish State Aircraft Factory set about reconditioning the aircraft that had been used in the Winter War for continued service; an additional 50 D.XXIs were ordered in 1941, which were powered by the Pratt & Whitney R-1535 Twin Wasp Junior engine, acquired via Sweden. The Danish government ordered a pair of D.XXI fighters along with arrangements for its own manufacturing license. The Danish D.XXI fighters were powered by a 645 h.p. Bristol Mercury VI-S radial and carried a Madsen 20 mm cannon under each wing. Ten aircraft were completed by the Royal Army Aircraft Factory in Copenhagen prior to the German invasion of Denmark in April 1940. The Second Spanish Republic also acquired a manufacturing license for the D.XXI. Reportedly, a total of 50 fuselages were manufactured on the Spanish production line; however, the Spanish plant in which the fighter was being produced was overrun by Nationalist forces before any of the Spanish-built aircraft were completed.

The Fokker D.XXI was a low-wing monoplane fighter aircraft. Following standard Fokker design practice of the period, it featured a welded steel tube fuselage that was largely covered by fabric, including the flight control surfaces; element forward of the trailing edges of the wings were covered by detachable aluminum panels instead. The wings were of a wooden construction, being composed of two box spars attached to ribs made of plywood. The aircraft was outfitted with a fixed spatted undercarriage with cantilever legs; braking was provided by independently-operated pedals using compressed air. The cockpit of the D.XXI was fully enclosed by a plexiglas hood featuring large sliding sections, and was entirely jettisonable in an emergency situation to enable pilots to bail out. Pilots were protected against turnover injuries by means of a pylon built into the structure of the aircraft set behind the seat. Fuel was housed in a 350-litre (77 imp gal) tank located aft of the engine. The main armament consisted of two pairs of 7.92mm M36 FN-Browning machine guns, one pair housed within the wings, carrying 300 rounds of ammunition each, and the other pair within the forward fuselage and shooting through the propeller blades, carrying 500 rounds each. Upon its entry to service in 1938, the D.XXI represented a significant leap forward for the Dutch Army Aviation Group, whose fighter force had until that time consisted of aging biplanes with open cockpits. The new Fokker quickly proved to be an extremely sturdy aircraft, being capable of attaining a speed of 700 km/h in a dive.

The Fokker D.XXI was first used in combat by the Finnish Air Force during the 1939–1940 Winter War between the Soviet Union and Finland. Upon the war's outbreak, a total of 41 aircraft were in Finnish service, all powered by the Mercury VIII engine. On December 1st, 1939, the D.XXI achieved its first victory with the shooting down of a Soviet Tupolev SB. The Fokker was evenly matched against the aircraft of the Soviet Air Force, and its rugged design with a radial engine and fixed undercarriage made it well suited for Finnish conditions. As the Winter War continued and newer models of Soviet fighters appeared, the Fokker D.XXI proved to be increasingly underpowered and too lightly armed to compete; plans to arm the Fokkers with 20 mm cannons were dropped, and only one fighter was armed with two 20 mm cannons and two 7.92 mm/.312 in machine guns. The conflict between Finland and the Soviet Union was resumed in the Continuation War (1941–1944), the D.XXI was again a key element of the Finnish Air Force. During the first air battle, six Mercury-engined D.XXIs shot down a pair of Soviet Ilyushin DB-3 bombers. Several Finnish Air Force pilots became fighter aces with the Fokker D.XXI.

Although the order by the ML-KNIL was cancelled, the Luchtvaartafdeling (Dutch Army Air Force before World War II) placed an order of 36 aircraft, which were all delivered in time to participate in the war against the Germans in May 1940. On May 10th, 1940, the day that Germany launched its invasion of the Netherlands, 28 D.XXIs were serviceable and ready for operations. That first day, six D.XXIs escorted a formation of Fokker T.V bombers to attack the Meuse bridges to hinder the German advance; they were intercepted by nine German Messerschmitt Bf 109s, and during the ensuing dogfight, one Bf 109 was shot down and two more damaged for the loss of one D.XXI and two T.Vs. That same day, a flight of D.XXIs intercepted and shot down 37 out of 55 inbound Junkers Ju 52 transports which had crossed the border during the early morning. Due to many aircraft becoming unserviceable as a result of battle damage after the first day, it was decided to regroup at Buiksloot, north of Amsterdam, on May 11th. For the following four days, missions out of Buiksloot were flown by D.XXIs flying in both solo and small formations to escort friendly units as well as in the search-and-destroy role. Sorties against the numerically superior German forces continued until the middle of May 14th, at which point news of the Dutch capitulation reached Buiksloot, upon which both the remaining aircraft and the airstrip were destroyed to prevent their use by the Germans. Out of the original force of 28 D.XXI aircraft, eight fighters had remained airworthy. The D.XXI, although much slower and more lightly armed than the Bf 109, performed surprisingly well in combat due to its manoeuvrability. It was also one of the few aircraft that could follow a Stuka bomber into its dive. Nonetheless, the numerical superiority of the Luftwaffe led to the destruction of most Luchtvaartafdeling D.XXI fighters during the campaign. The LVA (Netherlands Air Force) scored a total of 38 victories against the Luftwaffe during their struggle against the German juggernaut. 16 of those went to Fokker D.XXI pilots.

A Mercury-engine Finnish-built Fokker D.XXI, FR-110, is on display at the Finnish Air Force Museum, Jyväskylä, Finland. This is the highest scoring (10 victories) D.XXI airframe. It was the mount of Lt. Viktor Pyötsiä during the Winter War. In 2022, a flyable replica was completed at Hoogeveen Airport by veteran aircraft restorer Jack van Egmond. A number of original parts was used and the plane was built according to original Fokker build specifications as Jack van Egmond is in possession of 397 out of 416 Fokker blueprints.

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Macron : PAS d’enfants, PAS de service militaire

Attal : PAS d’enfants, PAS de service militaire

Séjourné : PAS d’enfants, PAS de service militaire

Lecornu : PAS d’enfants, réserviste en carton

Et ce sont ces quatre branleurs qui vont envoyer des troupes françaises en Ukraine. ( Eh! en dehors de se toucher le noeud, que savent faire ces vermines?)

[carbone14]

Bombardier Mitsubishi G3M Type 96 du Kisarazu Air Group au-dessus du Mausolée de Sun Yat-sen – Guerre sino-japonaise – Nankin – Chine – 1938

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Sunset at Brignogan semaphore par Frédéric Poirier Via Flickr : In English bellow -Couché de soleil au sémaphore de Brignogan Surveillance terrestre, aérienne et maritime, les sémaphores forment une chaîne forte d'une cinquantaine d'établissements. Elle assure un ensemble de missions de service public : outre sa fonction militaire de veille, de régulation du trafic maritime et de surveillance territoriale, elle rentre aussi dans un dispositif de sécurité lors des sauvetages et fournit également des relevés météorologiques. Le réseau des sémaphores dépend de la Marine nationale. Dispersés le long de la côte française, ces établissements couvrent chacun un secteur maritime bien défini : « Le sémaphore de Brignogan a été construit en 1980, il a remplacé celui de l'aber Wrac'h qui avait un panorama de surveillance trop limité ». Sa situation permet à la tour de couvrir l'horizon de Portsall à l'île de Batz. La chambre de veille, située à 15 m de hauteur, offre une vue imprenable. « Il faut d'abord franchir les 83 marches d'un escalier en colimaçon qui permet l'accès aux cinq étages de la tour. » Cinq guetteurs se relayent pour une veille permanente à la pointe du Bilou. Les sémaphores, 2 000 ans d'histoire Du temps des Romains, près de 3 200 vigies protégeaient les côtes des invasions. Inspiré de ces tours de guet implantées par Jules César, ce système inspirera l'administration de Napoléon qui les transformera en sémaphores. En 1862, pour faire face aux mouvements maritimes anglais, la chaîne sémaphorique est modernisée grâce au système télégraphique. -Sunset at Brignogan semaphore Ground, air and maritime surveillance, the semaphores form a strong chain of about fifty establishments. It provides a set of public service missions: besides its military function of watch, regulation of the maritime traffic and territorial surveillance, it also enters a safety device during the rescues and also provides meteorological records. The semaphore network depends on the French Navy. Scattered along the French coast, these establishments each cover a well defined maritime sector: "The semaphore of Brignogan was built in 1980, it replaced that of the aber Wrac'h who had a surveillance panorama too limited". Its location allows the tower to cover the horizon from Portsall to the island of Batz. The sleeping room, located 15 m high, offers breathtaking views. "First you have to go through the 83 steps of a spiral staircase that gives access to the five floors of the tower. Five watchers take turns for a permanent watch at the tip of Bilou. Semaphores, 2,000 years of history In the time of the Romans, nearly 3,200 lookouts protected the coast from invasions. Inspired by these watchtowers implanted by Julius Caesar, this system will inspire the administration of Napoleon who will turn them into semaphores. In 1862, to cope with the English maritime movements, the semaphore chain was modernized thanks to the telegraphic system. Source : www.ouest-france.fr/bretagne/brignogan-plages-29890/senti...

[elinaline]

Attendez pourquoi on a Jin de BTS porteur de la flamme olympique là. Le gars est sorti de service militaire y a deux semaines et est déjà à faire des dingueries à l'autre bout du monde genre

[frenchcurious]

Le roadster BMW 507 1957 d'Elvis Presley acheté en Allemagne lors de son service militaire en 1958, qui avait déjà été utilisé pour la course et comme voiture d'exposition par le constructeur automobile.

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Le trou...

Cela fait deux ou trois jours que je vous parle de ce ''trou'' gigantesque qui, si j'ose m'exprimer ainsi, a... fait surface ( ce qui est rare, pour un trou !). Au début, personne n'y a porté la moindre attention : au point d'effondrement où en est la France, un trou de plus, un trou de moins... c'est kif-kif, comme on dit dans nos banlieues exfiltrées des ''territoires de la république'' (comme on dit sous les ors des plafonds de nos palais nationaux).

Mais tout de même, la taille pratiquement illimitée de celui-là a fini par exciter trois ou quatre sénateurs de Droite, et ce trou s'est transformé en ''bulle d'air'' qui, elle, est remontée lentement à la surface. Parce que 52 milliards, et en euros, en plus, ''c'est pas rien'' ! Ça se compte en plein de tranches de trois zéros accolés, dans le genre 000 000 000... C'est un nombre que l'esprit humain est bien incapable de se représenter. Alors... comme Bruno Le Maire et ses (très mauvais) conseillers ne sont plus là pour faire blocage et nous expliquer que c'est nous qui sommes très cons de ne pas passer tout notre temps à les admirer, une timide commission d'enquête va se mettre à ... ''commissiond'enquêter'' sur le pourquoi et le comment de ce miracle à l'envers.

''Le mystère du trou''... Quel beau titre cela serait, pour un ''thriller'' d'Alfred Hitchcock... Dommage que ce ne soit pas du tout ce dont il s'agit ! Les nombreuses questions tournent toutes autour de ''qui a fait ce trou, quand, comment, pourquoi ou pour qui''... et aussi : ''Comment se fait-il que personne, absolument personne, ne se soit aperçu de cette anomalie et ne se soit demandé ce qu'il y avait dedans et où avait bien pu passer sa juteuse moelle''? Car tout ce qu'on en a retiré (de ce trou, d'abord en formation puis dans la gloire de sa maturité), à quoi est-ce que ça a servi, et où est-ce que ceux qui l'ont creusé ont-ils bien pu foutre tout ce qu'ils en ont retiré en le creusant ?

Et qui me dit, à moi --car ''in fine'', c'est quand même moi qui vais être volé par le fisc encore plus que je n'aurais dû, pour le combler !-- qu'un autre creuseur de trou (quel beau métier... et quel beau débouché pour un ex-énarque !) n'est pas en train d'en creuser un autre ? Je ne peux pas m'empêcher de ressasser cette vieille phrase courtelinesque que j'ai apprise à mes dépens (déjà !) pendant mes ''33 mois et 26 jours'' (sic ! Comptés un par un au cri de ''La quille, bordel'' !) de service militaire dit prolongé : ''Pour boucher un trou, il suffit d'en creuser un autre, plus grand, juste à côté''...

Mais j'ai plein d'autres questions pour le ou les creuseur(s) de ce trou (car on peut exclure d'ouverture d'enquête qu'il se soit creusé tout seul !): Où a-t-il ou ont-ils mis tout ce qu'ils en ont extrait, de ce trou ? Car ce n'est pas un trou ''comme ça'', un trou normal, quoi : c'est un trou dans les comptes de la Nation. Et quand on sait avec quelle hâte les services de la con-FISC-ation peuvent vous pourchasser au premier sou mal ou trop arrondi... on se dit que celui-là devait être bien protégé pour faire tant de dégâts sans éveiller la suspicion de nos suspicieux professionnels !

Question subsidiaire : était-il régulièrement déclaré, salaire + heures sup + dépassement d'horaire, ou a-t-il fait ça ''au black'', ce qui, alors, deviendrait très grave et mettrait en branle une sous-commission de l'inspection de travail. Sans compter que un mec qui fait un trou de cette taille, ça doit se voir, et il y a donc un autre mec qui a vu, et a fermé les yeux... Ça va loin ! On est en droit de se poser la question que se posait Coluche : ''Mais que fait la Police ?''.

Comme le dit ma chère amie Madame Michu, ''Moi, j'vous l'dis : 'faut s'méfier qu'la vérité finisse pas au fond du trou ! Peut-être que, comme l'a déclaré hier Bruno Le Maire avec son regard acéré de merlan frit : ''La vérité sortira un jour''--sic ! (NDLR : question sur les questions : ''Il se foutrait pas de notre gueule, en plus, ''des fois'', çui-là ?). Espérons que nous aurons la réponse, un jour, et que nous allons peut-être bien nous marrer devant la déconfiture de la mafia de prétentieux qui se croyaient intelligents et qui ont, en meute ou en gang (c'est selon), pourri notre vie pour plusieurs décennies, en sachant qu'ils le faisaient...

H-Cl.

PS- C'est sur cette question à ... 52 milliards d'euros que nous allons nous quitter, comme tous les 2 ou 3 mois depuis 11 ans pile : voici revenu le temps des vacances --cette fois, c'est pour la Toussaint, belle fête s'il en est. Mais je vous dois des excuses anticipées : à partir de ce jour et pour près de 2 mois, la régularité de mes ''éditoriaux'' va prendre un grand coup dans les dents : en plus d'un rituel séjour saisonnier sur mes terres montagnardes --ou repose ma regrettée Evelyne, sous les frondaisons de ces grands sapins qu'elle aimait tant-- je vais enchaîner sur un mariage (une ravissante petite-fille qui épouse un charmant garçon... à l'île Maurice --où je pars, dans quelques jours, pour un mois), puis des festivités dues à mon entrée officielle dans la tranche ''nonagénaire'' de ma vie (non-agenaire veut dire ''sans âge''), suivi du rythme normal de Noël... Pendant cette longue période, je ne peux absolument pas dire autre chose que : ''je ferai de mon mieux pour ne pas tarir nos échanges... mais cela ne va pas être facile ! Heureux si j'arrive à 1 ou 2 ''éditos'' par semaine !''. Bonnes vacances à tous, et... à bientôt, si Dieu le veut...

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Nous sommes en juillet 2024, et les Jeux Olympiques de Paris battent leur plein. La ville lumière est un melting-pot de cultures et de célébrations, accueillant des millions de visiteurs du monde entier. Mais derrière les festivités, une ombre inquiétante plane. Le député britannique Andrew Bridgen, lors d'une réunion secrète au Parlement, apprend l’existence d’un complot d'une portée inédite. Un groupe de conspirateurs au sein de l'OTAN élabore un plan diabolique pour orchestrer une attaque sous faux drapeau pendant les Jeux. Leur objectif est de faire exploser une bombe nucléaire au cœur de Paris, en accusant la Russie de l’attaque. Cette explosion serait un prétexte pour déclencher une intervention militaire massive contre la Russie, justifiée par la défense de l’Europe. L'attentat est minutieusement planifié pour se produire lors de la cérémonie de clôture, un moment où les yeux du monde entier seront rivés sur la capitale française. Alors que la date fatidique approche, Andrew Bridgen, rongé par l’angoisse, décide de révéler la vérité. Il contacte un journaliste de confiance et lui remet des documents confidentiels prouvant l’existence du complot. Le journaliste, à la recherche de la vérité, commence à enquêter, mais il est rapidement poursuivi par des agents des services secrets qui veulent étouffer l’affaire. À Paris, la tension monte alors que les autorités mettent en place des mesures de sécurité sans précédent pour les Jeux. Des indices commencent à émerger, mais ils sont immédiatement dissimulés ou dénigrés comme étant des théories du complot. La panique commence à s’emparer de la population lorsque des rumeurs d’une attaque nucléaire se répandent. Le jour de la cérémonie de clôture arrive 11 août 2024. La ville est en effervescence, les athlètes et les spectateurs se préparent pour un moment historique, inconscients du danger qui les guette. Tandis que la bombe est secrètement transportée à travers Paris, Andrew et le journaliste se lancent dans une course contre la montre pour exposer la vérité. Ils doivent faire face à des poursuites effrénées, des trahisons et des obstacles presque insurmontables. Finalement, alors que la bombe est sur le point d’être déclenchée, Andrew et le journaliste parviennent à pénétrer dans la zone de sécurité. Dans une confrontation dramatique, ils parviennent à révéler l'existence de la bombe aux autorités à la dernière seconde. Mais il est trop tard. L'explosion retentit, semant la panique et la désolation dans la capitale française. Les radiations se propagent, plongeant Paris et le monde entier dans un chaos sans précédent. Dans un contexte de panique mondiale après l'explosion, tout le monde crie au complot. Les médias et les réseaux sociaux sont saturés de théories accusant les gouvernements et les agences internationales de manipulation. Les fact-checkeurs démentent ces rumeurs, les qualifiant de pure fantaisie et de paranoïa infondée. Cependant, dans un retournement de situation stupéfiant, des preuves irréfutables émergent, démontrant que la conspiration était bel et bien réelle. Les démentis se révèlent alors embarrassants pour les fact-checkeurs, pris au piège de leur propre certitude. Le complot est enfin révélé, mais les ramifications politiques sont énormes. Les responsables de l’OTAN impliqués dans le complot sont arrêtés, et un débat international s'ouvre sur la transparence et la sécurité. Paris, tout en étant marquée par la catastrophe, se retrouve au centre d'une controverse mondiale sur la manipulation et la vérité. À suivre.

Les Jeux Olympiques de Paris 2024 seront le plus grand événement jamais organisé en France. Ils se tiendront du 26 juillet au 11 août 2024, durant 16 jours hors du temps pendant lesquels Paris 2024 sera le cœur du monde. Les Jeux, c’est du sport, mais tellement plus encore… Une combinaison de rendez-vous culturels, de programmation artistique, et de performances diverses qui créent une expérience unique en son genre. Les Jeux, c’est un festival populaire et multiculturel qui s’adresse au monde entier. C’est une aventure qui va embarquer la France entière pour une expérience inédite. Et Paralympiques le 13 septembre 2017