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You say to me: “I read to you with pleasure, especially your jokes that piss me off. You are so funny that reading you is a joy…”<\/em> Hmm! That\u2019s right, I trick my texts with big clumsy gags that lighten the mood, especially when it gets too complicated, too pompous, too boring.<\/span><\/p>\n

Light, the gag lightens. Jeux de mots, jeux de vilots<\/a>Plays on words, plays on vilots. Based on the French proverb “jeux de mains, jeux de vilains”<\/span> said Robert Lamoureux. Yet playing with words remains a discredited activity.\u00a0<\/p>\n

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\nVilot<\/em> games<\/h4>\n

An activity that intellectuals do not practice: not noble enough for them. Vulgar, indeed. Impossible! Literary people refrain from it: the play on words does not respect the beauty of the language, which is sacred to them, but the play on words should diminish. They despise cheap humor, ugly puns for stupid people.<\/p>\n

Don\u2019t play with words! That\u2019s their credo. I\u2019m not an intellectual, even if I look like one. As soon as I feel this fiber blossom within me, I sing, I squeal, I quolibette, I almost dance.<\/p>\n

I am not a literary person either, even if I look like one. See what I am doing to our beautiful language in my sabir. That\u2019s saying! What am I then? A poet. Why not? Twisting the sentence to place the rhyme is a play on words, and one of the best. May the great masters forgive me, I do not disdain to rhyme this and that.<\/p>\n

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\nSkeptical? True or false?<\/h4>\n

All the same, I haven\u2019t drawn a line under my philosophical training. To believe without believing<\/a>? I repeat it non-stop, and I try relentlessly! Skepticism!!<\/p>\n

Skepticism: a school of thought that believes that the truth is inaccessible and that it is therefore necessary to adopt a critical attitude towards all dogmatic opinions when examining them.\u00a0 In Greek, skeptikos is the one who examines.<\/p>\n

Am I a skeptic? Not really. If I am, it\u2019s not true.\u00a0<\/p>\n

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\"\"Depardieu and Deneuve, Le dernier m\u00e9tro<\/em>, by Fran\u00e7ois Truffaut<\/h5>\n

You say to me: You are so funny that reading you is a pain.<\/em> <\/span><\/strong>
\n— Really? Earlier, you told me it was a joy?<\/span><\/strong>
\n— It\u2019s a joy. And a suffering.<\/em><\/a><\/strong>(tribute to Fran\u00e7ois Truffaut)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Heure des connes<\/a>Time of Fools <\/span>(verlan)<\/a>=l’envers, upside<\/span><\/h4>\n

Here\u2019s the truth: I\u2019m a joker. I love slang, verlan, djeuns<\/a>young people, jeunes<\/span> words — but I’m chokbar<\/a>shocked<\/span> when it\u2019s guez.<\/a>=nul, really bad<\/span> I enjoy the patois when others dislike it. I love words from elsewhere, imported, exported, deported, reported… Harmonica player, flute player, guitar player, I am mainly a word player.<\/p>\n

On the other hand, what makes me nervous was the lame nerd who takes the pun in a bad way. Freud drew up a big piece of shit: indigestines are edible, never his own! Der Witz und seine\u2010\u2010zum Un:\/\/sten “The Witty Word and its Relation to the Unconscious by Sigmund Freud, 1905.<\/p>\n

This piece of poop concentrates everything I hate, first Zig Moon\u2019t.<\/a>Sigmund, ie Freud<\/span> And then Lacan. Or Kant. Where and when?
\n\u00c0 Kant les vacances ? Je n’y suis pour Bergson.When, the holidays? I\u2019m here for nobody. (source)<\/a>tribute to my brother Yannik<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nYannik S\u00e9guin, deputy major of Tulle (mayor: Fran\u00e7ois Hollande)<\/h5>\n

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Wordle<\/h4>\n

When a word game becomes an open window on our brain…<\/strong><\/p>\n

In recent weeks, English-speaking social networks have been covered with mysterious little colorful squares, lined up in rows. The cause of the epidemic? The Wordle program, a free-to-play online vocabulary game with an extremely simple principle of guessing one word each day \u2013 and only one \u2013 in a limited number of attempts. Sign of the times, the New York Times has just announced, on January 31, its buyout for a tidy sum. Attracting millions of participants around the world, to the point of generating French transpositions and countless commercial diversions in the United States, Wordle arouses the interest of psychologists and marketing specialists but also philosophers.<\/em><\/p>\n

According to one of them, C. Thi Nguyen, assistant professor of philosophy at the University of the Utah Valley and author of the essay Games. Agency As Art (2020), it feeds two of the essential functions of play: the development of our agency, and that of our sociality.<\/em>\u00a0(read more)<\/a><\/p>\n

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All Opinions … Plus One<\/h4>\n

Intellectuals!!! I\u2019m not one. Maybe two?<\/a>humour<\/span> Relax, I\u2019m no planetary leader either. Or a deputy on the board. Or someone who thinks he\u2019s a director. None of that, keep cool.<\/p>\n

We see them who take themselves seriously as if they had never been children. We see them confused in the austere, the dominant eye, the proud gaze and the determining profile. A word about them kills the crowds. One sign, one tiny gesture is enough to destroy a country. At least they believe it. Are they playing at believing it? Too much ego to play<\/a>.<\/p>\n

The ego is the only part of human being which will not know awakening<\/p>