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Days of dictamolle

(French wordplay as dicta“tur“ is separating dictature in two words „dicta“ and „tur“. „Dur“ means hard, thus a "hard" dictatorship and so, Jean-Luc Mélenchon uses the word „molle“ instead which means "flabby" for the sake of contrast calling Président Francois Hollande a flobby and passive „dictamou“ instead of a hard dictator.)

The dictamolle is not a dictatorship. Dictatorship is more rustic. It contains surveillance, repression and requires a constant vigilance. Dictatorship creates death. Dictamolle is beyond more efficient. Its general motto of action consists of a „you can go on, I'm not interested!„ Nothing is used, anything means everything and vice versa. The dictamolle is an elusive situation of pure authoritarianism. The dictamou is a genetically undefinable specie between fish and meat causing confusion to those who may only eat one and are allergic to the other. Like a chameleon, he is able to melt in the landscape he places himself into and thus, keep everyone away under a camouflage of fake words, a „fits all“ type of humour – Basically, a cunning use of communication skills.

President Hollande's dictamolle is the ultimate example of what can be done facing the post-election phase which demonstrates an outsanding cynism towards the suffering created through the direct consequences of his flobbyness. Yet, this week, the Dictamou made a mistake by going more flobby than usual and has let himself drown in the contemplation of the landscape he was taking over. His camouflage fell off because of the spotlight and one could clearly observe him in the obscene acts of extreme tenderness towards very controversial employers as discussed last week and not to forget, his jaw dropping to the ground act when admiring the democratic President whose sinister agency has shamelessy spied upon our country. Yikes!