Society

A society is described less by its great debates than by the small things that have quietly become normal: fifty cents to use a train station restroom, two euros to inflate your tires, an internship dressed up as a job, a four-minute voice message instead of three written lines, a match you can no longer watch without three separate subscriptions. This category belongs to an observer who refuses to treat those details as details, because that is where the balance of power, the quiet dispossession, and the collective surrender can actually be read. You will find dispatches on what disappears without anyone deciding it, from village dances to relationships that last, autopsies of well-oiled mechanisms, from institutionalized fleecing to platforms that manufacture their own toxicity, and an unapologetic hostility toward the commentary industry and its demand that everyone take a position. Written from the vantage point of someone who lives in a small town, notes what happens there, and holds that a country is judged by what it inflicts on ordinary people when nobody is watching.

#FastAndFourrière: the National Gendarmerie, its tweets and the taxpayer

Digital sovereignty

The National Gendarmerie runs an X account with a million followers, a formalized communication doctrine, polished hashtags, and a budget of nearly eleven billion euros a year funded by the taxpayer. The #FastAndFourrière hashtag, borrowing from American action cinema, turns every traffic stop into marketing content, in a complete break with the French military tradition of restraint. It isn’t the mission that’s at issue, nor its legality: it’s the posture, and above all what it reveals by contrast. Because while the institution tweets its speed cameras and its impound lots with emojis, its 2024 report devotes only four pages to the use of lethal force, and its internal reports rose 28% in a year. You don’t congratulate yourself for doing your duty.

Highways : $38 in dividends on every $115 of toll. Now what ?

Economy

When a lawyer claims that out of a hundred euros of toll paid on a French highway, thirty-three end up going to shareholders in the form of dividends (once the debt is repaid, the operating charges paid and the taxes levied), you can shrug and see it as a militant approximation. Except that the figure […]

Fifty cents to pee, and that doesn’t strike me as trivial

Economy

At the Berchem Ouest service area, Europe’s largest service station by revenue, using the toilets costs 50 cents. The rebate-token system (recoverable against your purchases) has a certain coherence, but it conditions access to a biological function on a commercial act. What strikes you more is the apparatus: a machine to change your bills into coins, a terminal to pay, a turnstile to filter and, as a last resort, an ATM if you don’t have change. An industrial infrastructure running 24/7, in a place that handles millions, to collect 50 cents per entry. You can find that reasonable. I find it indecent.

From Hormuz to Beirut : between the price of a liter and the price of tears

Culture

The Strait of Hormuz may be six thousand kilometers away, yet for two months it has been dictating the price of fuel at the pump and promises to weigh for a long time still on food prices and plane tickets: France, which imports 29% of its diesel from the Middle East, is the willing hostage of a dependence it has refused to reduce for fifty years. Macron sent the Charles de Gaulle there, a sovereign posture that poorly masks a short-term survival policy. But reducing this conflict to a question of barrels would be a convenient way of not looking at what lies behind it: Hormuz is the economic symptom, Beirut is the heart of the war, and the 2,454 Lebanese dead in six weeks aren’t a geopolitical abstraction. Manon Debs, Vernis Rouge, a French-Lebanese artist evacuated from Lebanon in 2006, has just released a song because she’s afraid for her own and because writing is the only way she knows to feel useful. Two Frances facing the same conflict: one watches the price of a liter, the other waits for news of a street it knows by heart.

Grok broke Babel : welcome to the internet without language borders

Artificial Intelligence

Since April 8, Grok has been automatically translating all content on X, without you even noticing. No more clicking “Translate”: the algorithm now folds Japanese, Brazilian, or Nigerian posts straight into your feed. This invisible automation changes everything: language silos blow apart, creators reach global audiences, dissidents bypass censorship through instant translation. Of course, disinformation travels just as easily as information. But for the first time in history, billions of people can communicate with no language friction, and nobody seems to have grasped the scale of the earthquake.

Duralex : the day reality caught up with the storytelling (and fired the storyteller)

Economy

François Marciano, CEO of Duralex, was abruptly ousted on April 12, 2026, five months after I predicted that a new crisis would break out “within six months at most.” Despite the 8 million raised in November 2025 through crowdfunding and a solidarity fund in January, the worker co-op’s EBITDA is negative by more than 4 million euros. The employee-shareholders who thought they had saved their company are discovering that they risk a double penalty: losing their job and their personal savings invested in the cooperative at the same time. La Lettre Valloire confirms what I had been warning about since August 2025: “Unstable governance, contested strategy, growing dependence on outside financing: the co-op is teetering.” Within 12 to 18 months, Duralex will be either taken over by an industrial buyer or in court-ordered receivership.

Why we cling to a past that lies to us

Economy

We all know the past predicts nothing, yet we keep believing in it out of a kind of instinctive loyalty. This recurrence bias isn’t stupidity, but a cognitive nostalgia inherited from evolution, pushing us to look for promises where there are only curves. Faced with the glacial indifference of the markets, clarity alone isn’t enough, because our willpower runs out. True wisdom, then, lies in delegating our decisions to mechanical rules, to protect our wealth from our own emotions. Choosing the future over memory is probably the hardest act of discipline there is.

SCAF, IRIS², AI : Why France would rather regulate its decline than build its future

Digital sovereignty

As France settles into a world record for pessimism, our flagship industrial projects like SCAF and IRIS² are sinking into bureaucracy and European compromise. While China and the United States build the future without asking permission, we prefer to turn the precautionary principle into a state religion. This deadlock isn’t technical; it’s cultural. We’ve sacrificed bold ambition for a regulatory comfort that manufactures nihilism. It’s high time we reclaimed the right to dream big and finally put builders ahead of analysts. Because meaning doesn’t come from caution. It comes from audacity owned without apology.

AI text detectors : the tool that should never have existed

Artificial Intelligence

An AI text detector isn’t a flawed tool that better engineering will eventually fix: it’s an impossible one. Large language models are trained to minimize the Kullback-Leibler divergence between their own distribution and that of human text; making statistical distinction impossible is their explicit objective. A score of “87% AI” is not evidence: it’s a probabilistic estimate over overlapping distributions, produced by a system its own makers refuse to stand behind in a disciplinary setting. OpenAI pulled its own detector in July 2023, admitting a true-detection rate of just 26%; the arms maker concedes its radar is blind, and universities keep buying licenses. To condemn a student on that basis is to punish an unlucky statistical draw: a wrong, not an error of judgment.

Behind your router : seven companies you never chose

Economy

Behind the thin strand of glass that reaches your home sits a chain of seven entities (the county government, the infrastructure operator, a local subsidiary, subcontractors, a scheduling platform) that you never chose and whose existence you won’t even suspect until your first outage. The Isère THD public network represents 510 million euros, including 285.5 million in public money committed over 25 years to the benefit of an Altice subsidiary. If XPFibre changes hands (and a sale is on the table), Isère’s taxpayers will have financed infrastructure that a foreign pension fund will operate until 2042. Every link in the chain does its job: this isn’t a criticism of the companies, it’s a question about the architecture of the system that puts them there. The fiber works, but if it goes down, you still won’t know who to complain to.