Jocelyn apostate

Jocelyn is brave in its modern naive lamb sacrifice that goes innocently. Although brainless by teaching oblivion, guilt-ridden well by that of self-hatred, although disarmed by bienpensance obliged, though emasculated by all "deconstructions" intellectual, though stupefied by all the demonstrations sociologists and other "enfumeurs chiffristes "although anesthetized by the political spectacle, in short: well prepared for disposal. And above all: Okay, so wonderfully good, so open to the Other that he no longer knows who he is so eager to pave the road methodically and cheerfully of his Hell, that would give him the good God without confession.

Jocelyn is a bobo. It is not atheist or agnostic, because it does not truly know what it is; but it is still deeply religious without the knowledge of his own accord: for it is a follower of modernity; no modernity as a historical development of human society, but the ideological modernity, modernity made religion and morality to ensure peremptorily his reign, and through him that of the false sovereign individual 'truth rampant consumer, subject to advertising, docile to the technical objects that condition when he thinks to use, toy all manipulations, and politically powerless atom. Of modernity in its furiously "modernante" version, autistic world, who want to force to constantly "forward", "push the envelope", "breaking taboos", "break boundaries", "dust off and revisit" "crossbreed", "communicate", "publish" is just going in circles until ridiculous, ridiculous that will never be completed. Under cover of one diktat that would not only acceptable but desirable: that of Good encompass, completed the Goodness, against the legacy of all that had been regarded until then as "civilization" that rhyme too well with "smelly ". Of modernity as deadly hostility and nihilistic reaction to all that we are and have been. False modernity, misguided by "opinion leaders" hypocritical popularizing lesson provided at the time by felons intellectuals of the "free freedom" which crown the requirement as it was, fell in the gutter of "because I'm worth it" advertising.

And Jocelyn will meet, suddenly, the Real. For, even if it escapes those who strive to capture and of course to those who flee, the Real manifests itself sooner or later, and he retaliates. His own in this case is to bad, very bad.

"The fault of Jocelyn bobo" Pierre Cassen and Christine Tasin, imagine what would happen after the election of Francois Hollande in 2012. The text is presented as fiction, the authors say they have not declined before the enlargement of the stroke. He laughed, for sure; but it also scares because it is just 'so just that one can legitimately fear that the Real, even him, than fiction, and the dash or on the contrary too light'

Congratulations expressed by Islamic about the "work" done by Mrs. Aubry city of Lille, the scandalous participation of Mr. Holland to the pseudo "commemoration" of the alleged massacre of October 17, 61, based on univocal and falsifying Version facts, the eagerness of the Senate now left to pass the right of foreigners to vote in local and regional elections, initially, the testimony of Xavier Lemoine, mayor of Montfermeil, what retorted imam, namely: "Mr. Mayor, you'll be in 2014 can still be re-elected, but in 2020 it will be us. This is mathematical, because we will be majority ": all this and much more in the course of daily information, are chilling after reading this book, one clearly sees that the thing could indeed , move very fast now '

The conduct and outcome of the 2012 election that the book provides, to go against everything we tell surveys and allowed to speak, are very relevant; they draw the lesson of the past political experience of the French people as analyzing reactions in the long term of the French electorate, in times of major crisis. The composition of the new government of humor also a little desperate, his deliberate intention to complete the disaster without further delay, to go once and for all after a liquidator logic of the French people, with a view globalist and Umma-compatible for our country and our Republic, the immediate consequences of these decisions: all this, unfortunately, quite easily pass for pure "fiction".

Ethnic riots in Barbes, in 2015, on which the book begins, is still a good example of the strength of the book, its implacable logic that follows from that too easily to what we already see at work every days, at least to see what "people" every day in the street, in public transport, in their neighborhood, their eyes do not have the right to see because they do not have the right to say and even less to think; that know very well those "réinforment" permanently, which are more numerous than is generally believed the Internet is a kind of Radio London for a small part, sidelined certainly, but fortunately active to the point nobody can ignore it altogether.

Are we on the eve of such upheavals? It is to be feared. Indeed, 2012 is a crucial, even vital deadline for the country, both in terms of its historical continuity and the same composition of its people, with the Grand Replacing dangerously about to be fulfilled if we do not quickly take necessary measures to rectify the situation and restore the republic, or whether on the economic and social level which threaten the ruin, lowering, and the loss of the last opportunities for recovery of our power on rethought bases.

It is feared, in fact, under the inanity or blurring of the program's main competitors vying vis-à-vis the critical issues that the next presidential election is not the opportunity of a free democratic debate ambiguity on these issues, that these elections do not allow to cope with all the difficulties leaving confront honestly and with all the openness needed all opinions and positions that may arise to the vote of our citizens and that can take place when choosing a future with consciousness and responsibility, without hypocrisy or demagoguery. It is feared that consequently abstention or the scattering of votes will far outweigh, the candidate finally elected will be the default, rejection by the competitor or by any detestation inadhésion, which would the worst for our country and create the certainty of seeing ever more hopelessly sinking into the trap where it is left locked.

"The fault of Jocelyn bobo" However concludes more favorably (or rather: less adversely as a result of disaster), thanks to the sudden apostasy Jocelyn: Reality finally imposing straightforward, ideological lies are being collapsed, and thanks also to a "small seed" sown distantly by a grandfather (this "detail" is very important, it's just, it encourages resist), now Jocelyn wakes up, his eyes finally décillent, he turns a block. His "apostasy", abandoning his catechism that had previously dominated, commitment in the Resistance, the end of the book are astonishing: the fictional appearance is increasingly evident, by the force of things; one would like to believe while doubting that this may be so, but it is again taken by many "details" significant, amazingly insightful, sometimes very specific, that sobering (organization, overlap and complementarities the each other, with the various sources of resistant, etc.). And sobering '

It is up to us to do that this book remains a fiction, and no doubt, is its goal: the coming months are decisive. The next elections if they are confiscated again the vital debate for our country to benefit vain quarrels of parties and power struggles politicians, if they have to power a clique of useful idiots unable to think lucidly time , to serve the country, and restore the Republic, or worse yet decided their liquidation, then we can and must fear the worst.

"The fault of Jocelyn bobo" unpretentious aims other than to enroll in a certain French tradition, ironic and rebellious; it gives pleasure, certainly it makes you laugh or smile, but it is also and especially prescient, disturbing and welcome.