The wind of freedom Like many French, I have followed events with great interest Tunisian. The wind of freedom blowing through this country is beautiful. Difficulties link but the enthusiasm of the people are pleased and hopefully will succeed. This morning on France Inter, the journalist Bernard Guetta delivered a magnificent text:
"Tunis is a party
Nothing is more beautiful, moving, shocking that freedom, not the freedom it enjoys and has even but increasingly aware that we have just recovered after 23 years of dictatorship here. Tunis is a party, incredible, unbelievable, a huge permanent forum of speech found in which each challenges the other - pinch me, is this true? - Tells his story, his hopes, seeking approval and talking, talking, talking endlessly.
Bourguiba Avenue yesterday, the Bastille Republic of the revolution, in the city center, there was a huge crowd in front of the window of a bookstore. People nudged to see better. You could not approach that ask what was going on and a lady explained between anger and joy, "his voice cracking with emotion:" They expose the books banned under Ben Ali, the thief, the murderer, that pig. " The titles were in Arabic on one side, French on the other and all spoke of democracy and reform of Islam and it looked like it the most valuable assets, like water in the desert.
Suddenly a hubbub. The protest comes the day to drive a police roadblock in screams of joy when the word "dignity" repeatedly. The crowd, the middle classes and all generations, walking to the Mohammed V square, turn left and headed for a huge glass building, headquarters of the RCD, the party of deposed president. In passing we send flowers and kisses to the soldiers perched on their carts. Tunisia enjoys his army was not involved in the repression and leads the hunt for militiamen of the former regime thugs who play in the absurd illusion that the disorder could regret Ben Ali. The soldiers smiled. Police officers who were left overflowing idly smoke as firefighters and quêtent fraternization with the demonstrators who ignore superbly and, before the RCD, a negotiation with a colonel agrees perfectly master of himself.
Or, say the spokesmen of the protesters, you do remove the front of the gold letters proclaiming Democratic Constitutional Rally, or we force the gates and do not respond to anything. " The colonel takes his mobile, application instructions, hangs up and says no, it takes patience, steps. The ranks are tightening, the crowd beforehand. The face-to-face lasts nearly four hours and give up the military. Letters of gold fall one after another in a heavy fall greeted with cries of joy and when a hundred bearded start ostensibly prayers of Allah and punctuate Akbar, God is great, nobody around, nobody will even see because freedom is the freedom but they n'intéressent strictly individual.
Tunis is a party, the biggest holiday, but the democratic opposition that its calculations. If the tourist season is lost, if foreign firms are panicking, unemployment is going to explode and within six months a year, poverty will have to regret the stability of dictatorship and opened a boulevard for the Islamists. The economy threatens freedom. Huge clouds may soon overshadow the joy. So no hesitation for your holiday: it Tunisia requires solidarity. "
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