ABSTRACT
M. de Sérigny3 nibbling Ben Bella’s crusts in the Santé prison, M.Thorez calling on the people to defend the general’s republic against the “fascist agitators of disorder,” the employers and Matignon encouraging the workers to take an hour of strike holiday without loss of productivity bonuses: in the face of this apparent inversion of all political indicators, a traveler who had left France in May 1959 would believe he was dreaming. Only one constant factor would allow him to feel at home: the attitude of the immense majority of this country, as always spectatorial.
