Cretinism, medically, is a set of mental and physical disorders due essentially to thyroid insufficiency due to a deficiency in iodine intake. The further we go from the Ocean, the more cases we see.

   This is undoubtedly the reason why, distant in Strasbourg, a few male and female individuals (Jadot, Aubry, Bardella, who however do not present any goiter symptomatic of cretinism) confused the European Parliament with that of France, attacking on its purely French politics Emmanuel Macron after his speech on the European vision that he developed when he took office as President of Parliament. A moron if ever there was one, even a German MP, from a party close to that of Mme Pécresse, wished for the latter’s victory in the Élysée election. The art of confusing everything when you have nothing intelligible to say. When, above all, the narrowness of its vision distances us from the European essential due to the smallness of its navel.

   Ms. Pécresse, for her part, also stood out during her interview conducted by J-J Bourdin, very elegantly reminding the latter of her involvement in a case of sexual harassment, ignoring, by the mere fact of timely specifying it, the presumption of innocence. Ms. Pécresse should inhale the pure, salty ocean air more often by occasionally moving away from Île-de-France.

   While we’re at it, let’s also mention all the morons, and there are many of them, who are making a bad case against J-M Blanquer on the pretext that he went on a honeymoon to a Balearic island during the holidays. On the contrary, they should congratulate him for having demonstrated that teleworking is possible regardless of where you are. The rest is insignificance or hysteria if you prefer. Cretinism in a word. For my part, I only think he is wrong because of the lower iodine content of the Mediterranean than the Atlantic. Ars-en-Ré would have been preferable to Ibiza.

   Finally, and among so many other cases to deal with, let’s keep for dessert the end of the end, the pinnacle, the acme of cretinism, namely the popular primary where personalities are recruited by force, therefore against their will. who never asked to participate, refusing to be included, demanding that they be removed from the lists, while one of them, unlike the others, Ms. Taubira, declared in an imperially pompous announcement , like Gaul saving France or Caesar before crossing the Rubicon, that she will submit to the decision of some three hundred thousand plebeians giving an opinion that the majority of others don’t care about, including myself who will very likely vote for Fabien Roussel, not because he is a communist but because first of all the only acceptable primary for a presidential election is that of the first round, then because Fabien Roussel is sympathetic, his ideas are clear, precise, reasonable, ‘he does not appear in the comic series cited above and that he is currently the victim of another trial just as ridiculous as the previous ones, namely the vindictiveness of the Khmer Greens who accuse him of having gone to encourage apprentice butchers under the pretext that supposedly polluting meat should be banned and therefore inedible, in particular from a kind of green and pink ayatollah, Sandrine Rousseau, an economist by trade who wants to save on everything and in particular, pell-mell, on the male, the plane, the car, carbon, working time, meat etc. but paradoxically not on taxes, particularly the so-called carbon tax, which already sucks us up enough when we go to the pump.

   By the way, do you know what I enjoyed last night? A sumptuous and delicious stew with marrow bones, potatoes, carrots, turnips, leeks, butter, salt, mustard and country bread. A delight ! To reconcile you with humanity! To make you forget the collective hysteria that prevails as soon as the smallest event occurs. To forget all those hungry for the scoop gnawing on the bone that we throw to them, like my dog the remains of my marrow bone.