The gray years (Village Voice, 7/12/2010) 
gouleyant The "Dictionary of provocateurs" Thierry Ardisson signed, Joseph and Cyril Drouhet Vebret (Plon), smells a heavy scent of nostalgia. It shows that no more. The escapades of a Gainsbourg, a Dali, a nabe, seem to be any Atlantis. The stupid and evil spirit, the epithet murders, the sly stupidity, the art of the insult, the cult of the venom, but was diluted in a tasteless broth-or wade the last rebellious souls - Guillon and consort - believing wield the sword when they knead a penknife. One comes to expect a real return of values called "months" to fly back to the ethers of the unspeakable. Ah, Gaullist France! Oh, right-thinking Sartre years! Oh, you, distant tyrannies! At that time, the scandal was worthy of the name. Since then, the juice of the provocation was drunk to the dregs, leaving us an era dull and slope of our bleak plain censorship permanently. Too happy to have twisted his neck to moral evil, we fear even more the phantom of fear ... and it bans all. Censorship no longer needs to exist, it lives in us, built unconscious digested. How boring!
gouleyant The "Dictionary of provocateurs" Thierry Ardisson signed, Joseph and Cyril Drouhet Vebret (Plon), smells a heavy scent of nostalgia. It shows that no more. The escapades of a Gainsbourg, a Dali, a nabe, seem to be any Atlantis. The stupid and evil spirit, the epithet murders, the sly stupidity, the art of the insult, the cult of the venom, but was diluted in a tasteless broth-or wade the last rebellious souls - Guillon and consort - believing wield the sword when they knead a penknife. One comes to expect a real return of values called "months" to fly back to the ethers of the unspeakable. Ah, Gaullist France! Oh, right-thinking Sartre years! Oh, you, distant tyrannies! At that time, the scandal was worthy of the name. Since then, the juice of the provocation was drunk to the dregs, leaving us an era dull and slope of our bleak plain censorship permanently. Too happy to have twisted his neck to moral evil, we fear even more the phantom of fear ... and it bans all. Censorship no longer needs to exist, it lives in us, built unconscious digested. How boring! 
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