Every time its divas and fetishes. So far, the gods of the stadium occupying the front pages of newspapers. Popular real stars, a Zidane, a Manaudou, a Douillet were our modern oracles. Now, with the tremendous growth of poker and mysterious, an aristocracy is playful, evoking his "successes" with the same passion, the same narcissism and complacency even an athlete describing his finest efforts. In Paris, while places like the Cercle Wagram, the Aviation Club de France and the Cercle Concorde became the ultimate in hipness, the words of top names from the bluff cover our bus like Bible verses. So read the interviews: the guise of nobility of the game, the intelligence strategy and refinement in the art, they weave the laurel lies, falsehood and hypocrisy. Far be it from me to want to play fathers shame, but these cockerels green carpet embody a moral ideal based on distrust, duplicity, circumspect, trickery and greed ... In our time intellectually so flat , should we fear that the passion for poker is that of sports video games that are in movies: a rival uneducated, passive and galloping? To be continued ...
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