Alcatraz, here I come

Well, it seems that I will have to walk a bit because buses avoid a large sector where my lycée and others are.

If the students' claims are legitimate, their strategy (can we really call it a strategy?) is totally ineffective and the riots are a cadeau for the Government, the Police (the young people, the girls and the women are an easy and attractive target) and also for both the Far right and the Far Left and their media whores. Journalists who really inform the people have a very hard life.

I will write more about all of this later, as soon as I can.

Below, a visual allegory of both the riots and the attention the Government pays to the students' claims. Photograph taken by me on my way to Alcatraz.

What will I find there ?

In Alcatraz, I mean; not in the bin, even if there will probably be other bins on fire and mortiers de pétards polluting the air and scaring my beloved birds.

I really don't know and I really don't care: there is no one and nothing on earth I am afraid of and I know there will always be kids wanting to give meaning to the pain of going to school, and it is the same meaning I give to my four-letter work: for the sake of knowledge, intelligence (both rational and emotional) and

Vera da Pozzo

On her way to the Far Parisian Banlieue

15th October 2026

(C) Vera da Pozzo

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