4 (french) Werber, Bernard

I consoled myself with white port and spend hours
rereading old books of mythology.
Tired of these texts often tedious, I leafed through the some
random magazines. All of these were filled articles on the
happiness of players so beautiful and smiling who marry
and make mistakes as I snapped his fingers. Each page
spread out the obscene image of a beaming couple the
happiness of marriage or childbirth. The scribblers ensured
they were great, unique, award-winning small still, relaxed
and friendly at all times. They often
kept the fight against polio, they adopted children third
world, they spoke of love as the only irreplaceable value,
they presented their new friends, great and smiling too. The
Thanatonautes were all happy now. Felix was a star. Raoul
found the path of his father, President Lucinda was famous,
Amanda thought he could save men, and for me?
Me, I was idle. One to talk to, nobody to to give my pain and
my joy mixed.
Again, I want to scream at the moon as coyotes in the
desert. Aouuuuuu! I stopped as soon as neighbors showed.
I forced myself to read each rabies articles speaking of the
happiness of actors, artists, Politicians