One day, one elsewhere n° 31

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Deconfined, masked, filmed, blurred but not yet muzzled or locked up, I choose to walk for freedom.

A break from our daily escapades to go and beat the cobblestones of Paris in the company of a huge crowd.

Going down by bike, reaching the Place de la République, finding the appropriate certificate, passing the police roadblocks?

To meet all kinds of people. Blending in with the human tide. Interact with some people, a little bewildered, who are demonstrating for the first time in their lives.

The situation is serious, the human dignity of some citizens is violated, our freedoms are threatened.

Confined, I lost, little by little, the sense of combat. Confined, I see no way out of the hellish machine that is being set up every day – the disintegration of public services – the sacking of administrations – mistreatment of refugees – violence against certain citizens.

Barely deconfined, I regain my oxygen, I regain energy, I join the collective. Barely deconfined, my consciousness is on the edge, I find my incessant questions. Could I still look at myself in the mirror in the morning if I let them?

Since childhood, I have always wondered how sensible, educated, cultured, free, adult people could have let Nazism take hold?

I can’t imagine that, in the future, someone will say to themselves, « If I had lived in Paris in 2020, what would I have done », thinking that we had all given up.

No moral lessons through this post. I know fatigue, it assails me sometimes. I know discouragement, it also overwhelms me. I know the fear that suddenly prevents me from going out and participating.

I know the fright that sometimes makes you turn back, when you are afraid of being stuck between black-blocks and policemen, fearing each other just as much.

But I can’t help it, when my conscience itches, when it forcefully warns me that our freedoms are threatened, I can’t help beating the pavement to find the hope that dwells deep inside me.

Par Nathalie

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