Readers who m 'predecessors have said everything. Reading this book is depressing. What says the author, this is what I feel and see day after day. He invents nothing, he notes wryly that our landmarks disappear and that by to forbid us to have "good conscience" it seems that he left us the choice of having "bad conscience" and that self-flagellation is the only correct attitude that remains facing the OTHER. The host always asks arrogantly to the hosting accounts, until each consider that enough is enough and there will be an inevitable backlash. We see the beginnings. I know not what society wants the artisans of this deconstruction, but I wish them much pleasure in this new world, without constraint or rule that, so far, have allowed us to "LIVE-SET" without too much friction . We go out playing this beautiful and lucid book with a sense of sadness. Poor FRANCE!