I intended to have a go at those who jeered the French prime minister, Manuel Valls, at an otherwise dignified homage to the dead of July 14 on the Promenade des Anglais. A report in the usually dependable Nice-Matin suggested heavy Front National involvement in a gesture I considered unseemly. A great friend in Nice assures me that anger with the government, and its perceived security failings ahead of and on the fateful night, goes way beyond the odious FN and is embraced by Nicois of all political opinions. I defer ... this is my latest column on words for The National
So many words, which ones to choose?
All the languages we use possess the richness of expression needed to convey the grief and anger aroused by such grosteque events as the carnage of Bastille night in Nice.
Yet three French words evoked by this man-made disaster seem especially potent: liberté, égalité, fraternité, a high-minded national motto that requires no translation.