François Lagarde, photographe de Ernst Junger

François Lagarde installant l’une de ses photos à la Maison Européenne de la Photographie

Au milieu d’un samedi matin qui se traînait en longueur, le téléphone sonna, une voix déjà bien connue se fit entendre, elle parlait un français impeccable orné d’un délicieux accent germanique : « Mon lieutenant, pensez-vous qu’il soit possible d’inviter un ami, François Lagarde, aux festivités ? » Je répondis que cela ne posait aucun problème et mon interlocuteur raccrocha le téléphone en un éclair comme il en avait l’habitude. J’avais rencontré Ernst Jünger pour la première fois, trois semaines auparavant. Il m’appelait pour quelque temps encore et avec une certaine déférence, mon lieutenant. J’avais réalisé un rêve en le rencontrant à Wilflingen, il m’avait reçu avec des égards qui là encore m’avaient presque indisposé et il m’avait assuré de sa présence pour le spectacle que nous préparions en base arrière pour le retour des troupes de l’opération Daguet en Irak à Nîmes. Mais je ne connaissais pas François Lagarde, dont me parlait l’écrivain allemand, et j’avais senti au son de sa voix qu’il s’agissait d’un vœu qui lui tenait à cœur. Il me dit qu’il habitait à Montpellier et qu’il viendrait par ses propres moyens… Peu de temps après, je recevais un autre appel, cette fois de François Lagarde qui se présenta au téléphone et qui m’indiqua être photographe.

Ernst Jünger en uniforme

François Lagarde avait une voix douce et je ne l’ai jamais entendu l’élever. À tout moment, dans toutes circonstances, il restait maître de lui-même et cela ne lui semblait pas un effort. Il avait cette voix douce et questionnante dont l’interrogation servait autant à découvrir qu’à confirmer. François disposait d’une vraie douceur, qui n’était pas feinte, mais il était aussi habité d’une certaine férocité que je mettais sur le compte de la double émancipation qu’il était persuadé avoir réussi : émancipation de son milieu et émancipation de toutes formes de limites à l’instar des gens qui ont eu vingt ans en 1968. François était protestant jusqu’au plus profond de lui-même. Il refusait cette condition et se vantait donc de s’en être débarrassé, de ne plus porter le poids de ses deux parents pasteurs, mais il continuait de lutter, et en son for intérieur, j’ai toujours pensé qu’il était conscient, même s’il agissait comme quelqu’un ayant remporté la mise, que le combat l’habiterait toujours. Alors il se dépatouillait de son protestantisme en l’affublant d’un côté fellinien, à la recherche de la moindre parcelle de vie pure, de vie dionysiaque, d’orgie de vie… C’était son agonie. Il ne s’y est jamais dérobé. Il y a quelque chose de terrible à voir un homme ne garder de l’enfance que du gris, du terne… Aucune joie d’enfant ne vient contrebalancer ce sentiment. Si tout est une question de perspective dans la vie, la joie devrait être toujours la perspective de l’enfance, car la joie ressentie pleinement dans une âme pure paraîtra toujours plus forte que les aléas de la vie adulte. Le temps nous habitue souvent à notre propre hypocrisie. Et nous prenons cette habitude pour une victoire. François Lagarde exaltait une complexité à toute épreuve. Il était difficile de ne pas l’aimer. Il était primesautier, toujours curieux et paré d’une joie toute catholique. Il n’aurait pas aimé que je lui donne une qualité catholique, mais il en aurait été flatté, sans l’avouer bien sûr.

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The time has not come for governments to last

The future Pius IX, still Cardinal, match Napoleon III, says : « Sire, when great political as your Majesty objected to me that the time has not come, I have only to bow because I'm not a big political. But I am a bishop, and I answer them as bishop : the time has not come for Jesus Christ to reign ? Well ! So the time has not come for governments to last. »

Antigone, rebellious and intimate (7/7. love)

7th and final part: love

The desire of Antigone's family, she will not let her brother unburied; Créon, his, wants to assert itself as king and shows its power. Antigone favors family ties who embody love and reveal a be. Creon sits his power by signing an act of law must establish its authority. The same word characterizes their action: desire. But desire does not recognize the desire in the other, we could believe, especially if one is trying to flatter the desire for himself, that desire any desire he meets knights. Between Creon and Antigone, it is the measure of desires that counts. Face to face, Antigone and Creon will increase the extent of their desires adversity they encounter. But the source of the desire of Antigone is it still understandable today? Indeed, the desire of Antigone, this desire that is based on justice, justice done and visited the remains of his brother and the gods, This desire makes sense, because it is community, it is part of a city and a family, reduced vision of the city, and a belief, Antigone leans to the gods to challenge Creon. Antigone does not express a personal desire, defends an eternal law, she defends her duty to tell, to proclaim the front of any power that would think over it. Since when do we hear most anyone themselves up in public places to proclaim his duty cost him his life? The worst? We got used to the silence, this resignation, transcendental laws do not tell us much left, So nothing comes overhang and thus correct the laws that pass before us and surround us like rubbish in a stream of water. Communities that strengthened the individual within a space that protected him and allowed him to grow were shattered. The individual now looks like a crazy electron that can be built as wind gusts that exhaust and catch you off guard and the ever fade to taste the meaning of his life. Social life is based on the law and the only right, but in a place without geography composed of people above ground all rights are equal and crush in a heinous mess. Creon has the power. Antigone is the daughter of Oedipus. At a time when it is no more than having, to own, to acquire, Antigone weighs - since we must assess - little. The methodical destruction of all metaphysics amounts to a crime against humanity. Perhaps the greatest the world has known. Since a click, I can acquire all I have no need to know my desire to satiate. It is also understood that this individual desire that nothing protects his appetite accepts no limits, especially not the one posed by others; then comes in envy, misguided desire, defile.

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Identity

The identity is divided firstly into a base that is in us and we can not draw particular merit, our nature and education we received, and a constitutive movement of life that discovers items that are not listed in our nature or our education, but to be read at the height of our nature and our education. Much of this process happens without us even thinking about it. Yet it is essential, important and requires us to the ongoing review of this nature and of this education, as to the ongoing review of these developments through the prism of our nature and our culture. The balance, here again, is essential. There is no question of forgetting, or worse not be aware of our nature, forget or worse to lose the benefits of our education, to address the shores of novelty, or we will not be nothing but a tattered flag in the wind, we will have no way to judge the novelty and we risk seeing in this new some new, and to love him for it.

L’enantiodromos, the fork of life

Creon is transformed into a tyrant. He became what he imagines to have to be. It's'enantiodromos, this time and this place to the Greeks, which says the true nature of a man when, at the crossroads, he must face the choice of the route to follow. L’enantiodromos is the fork where one is born that becomes ... Like an upstart taking possession of the thunder of Zeus, Creon lacks education and understanding of power that can not be given to him by the authority. Creon believes in the law when he should first think in terms of duty. Being itself is never a habit, Identity is a research and affirmation, a enantiodromos permanent, as a siege, who am I ? Where am I going ? We must constantly challenge themselves and explore the mystery of life, caparisoned but what we know self and self-understanding in the world, that is to say that there are some certainties, it can not be nothing, otherwise there is no Antigone ...

Take upon oneself, transfiguration

It is difficult to understand in our time where there is individualism that action take the blame that one does not think of itself, one thinks of the other, but which necessarily is also evident, necessarily, for I have committed this kind of fault by action or omission, This fault is not unknown to me, action to endorse the fault that even if it is not obvious, could have been, therefore endorse the possibility of exposing my weakness, moment of intense humility and prodigious, transgresses my ego and forces him out of his comfort ; this gesture causes, without even I have to call my wishes or to seek, crossing the membrane that separates me from another in me that I do not know yet, another that surpasses my nature, maybe another pay-natural, transfiguration allows me to become more than me.

Desire for recognition

La perte de toute reconnaissance à l’époque moderne mêlée à l’individualisme forcené pousse chacun à envier avec appétence toute forme de reconnaissance. Chacun rêve d’un moment de gloire, la forme médiatique étant la plus recherchée qu’elle passe par la télévision ou par les réseaux sociaux, car apparaissant comme une forme de reconnaissance ultime ; la forme en miroir, je suis admiré et j’admire être admiré. L’éphémère règne en condition absolue, cette immédiateté inquiète, car elle interdit le recueillement, l’intime, la vie intérieure en les remplaçant par le vacarme étouffant, la foule procureure, l’indécence perverse.

What does being above ground ?

The most illuminating example about human nature is in the New Testament when Peter and Jesus Christ speak together and Peter urges his master he believes his devotion quite sincere. So, Jesus told him that the rooster will not sung he will deny three times. The first place where every man is talking about it : weakness. Consideration of the limits of each, not always to solve it, but also to overcome, forced to reason from what one is and not from what is believed to be. Any man who does not know his weaknesses, who forget, that does not take into account is above ground as we got used to say today. Aboveground meaning that one is nourished by a pasture that is not ours, we deny his pasture grazing to find any other than his best, because other. Aboveground also means that the comments received could be obtained anywhere else in the world without this problem, About these rootless, translatable into any language and exportable as a "framework" computer. The phrase "above ground" forbidden to answer the question "where do you speak ? "And the first formula loves to ridicule the second as an identity or" extreme right ". By dint of trying to dodge the issue, it was destroyed. In the future it will not be possible to ask where it comes, because we have reached such a level of abstraction and uprooting that this issue will be even more sense.

Blanc Saint Bonnet on contemporary France

In 1851, Blanc Saint Bonnet said :

Quand les hommes perdent de vue les nécessités morales, God brings out the light of the requirements of another order. If faith is not received by the ear, it we will be taught by hunger. Christianity constitute the modern society where will shatter. Economic facts, before long, will bare the truths. Your laws have all recognized, all dedicated and all administered ; human resources will all employees : ever larger army, ever more comprehensive legislation, ever more powerful administration ; so, reached the end of secondary causes, you will come against you break the first cause ! It will not be the unknown doctrine we hear, it will not be the conscience that cry unheeded. Les faits parleront leur grande voix. The truth will leave the heights of speech ; it will enter the bread we eat, blood we live ; the light will fire. The men will be between truth and death ... will they have the spirit to choose ?