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We mistaken in seeing in heavily Atlantico.fr a new site umpteenth straight dancer or a handful of whimsical patterns that would have the desire to have a toy to them nothing informative, as is Figaro become since it was taken over by Dassault. None of this, and it is indeed what is striking when one traverses the object: Atlantico is much more than that.

is a war machine.

In class war within the meaning of the famous Warren Buffet exit when he said: "The class war exists is a fact, but it is mine, the class of the rich, who leads this war, and we're winning the . "Atlantico is the ideological war machine of the capitalist bourgeoisie to gain a foothold on the Web and make cultural struggle in filling the political vacuum of the line on the Internet.

From this point of view, it is no accident that the site does not claim to "openly" on the right - cf. the presentation of one of its founders :

" for the general public, Atlantico.fr ambition to propose a different publishing model. Its primary purpose is to be a platform for referrals to reliable information and appropriate new ways of consuming information online. But if Atlantico is a tool, it is also a site built on a true editorial and journalistic ambition. A journalism to be less on this "field" does nothing to waive the requirements of quality, curiosity and responsiveness. The selection of relevant sources, the decoding of the news, choosing to open the editorial line 300 contributors and numerous editors can offer readers a different view of the news "

Between the lines, is about clear: making the right information. And in this, no wonder he assumes from the outset to be "less on the ground" ... because the field, it will do no need. It will not be with Atlantico in the investigation or overlapping facts and testimony, the ambition is much bigger than this kind of trivia: he will elaborate on the reality with the explicit goal of rebuilding in a given direction. Nothing less. Reading a few articles already present only confirms this: there has not "facts" but points of view on facts and points of view that despite the disparity surface contributors - Hugues Serraf, probably tired of being systematically ridiculed Rue89, finds consolation for his relentless quest for recognition; unable to find the left and for good reason, he ended up taking his real opinions and we are very happy for him - there are and have no doubt there will be a rare ideological coherence.

For the "line" of Atlantico is already highly anticipated since wedded be to assert a single credo: the rich are right. To be rich, first, because almost naturally deserve to be, and therefore all the more reason to assert their claims rich.

Is that all?

is ample and the basic framework will be embroidered all the nuances and variations on the same topic. And at least here you do not like the prissy Conversationalist bistro on a so-called prevalence of "culture" over economics: people who designed this tool for domination knows very well what it is real and that the "culture" is nice but the big dough is better.

Hence the sincerity, but seemingly paradoxical only in appearance, sponsors of the tank: when they state that are not linked to any political party in particular - have severely sarkozystes had a hand in the pocket, of course, but we will see that the "Sarkozyism" of these people is like choosing a pair of pants: it depends on the way - and that Atlantico only support person in 2012 ... they think. Certainly.

Their credo is to defend the Taliban's ideology of Free Market, in the end, no matter who they apply. Individual preferences of individual contributor when importing very little: we do not support "a" man - or woman - in particular, it supports ideas which we hope they pushing forward in a better shape. Right of preference, no doubt. But otherwise, we will pass on this kind of detail ...

In fact, when a political party tries to defend ideas and whatever the board, the admission of failure is all the more obvious it was stunning: all devastating initiatives past three years, how many have survived? None. Hence the originality of Atlantico defending a policy and intends to become a political player - including in the next presidential including one of the issues, not the largest but not least, is what happens on the Web - Without claiming any particular allegiance too specific. On the Internet, we are in the virtual and we defend the symbolic. The concrete embodiment of this symbolic and active, that it happens elsewhere. But it would be wrong, really wrong to underestimate this aspect of the intangible in the name of a supposed superiority of "field", the statement of intent by Johann Sebastian Ferjou attesting that may very well do politics in it completely from ...

Not that the "field" no longer has or no longer exists, that is where the political victories won in the end. It

that this "field" of tangible, concrete, cul tâtage of cows and pasting posters to 1 am, has added a new "field", virtual, symbolic, figurative, but no less political actor in its own right.

outset, the first day of launch, Atlantico will be an experience to be followed closely, since much of what is - what is already? - The policy will probably play it.

Until the Left - the real one, not socialist clowns - will decide in any case would at least do think about all this. What would be a first step.

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(Mamour) - What's that?

(CSP) - Wait, wait, I'll explain.

- Ben is interest! I hear strange noises in the basement, then inarticulate cries and suddenly nothing, I go to see and I come across a guy lying on the ground with blood everywhere! But ... but he's dead!

- Yeah yeah, but it was an accident, it's a joke that went wrong, period.

- But darling, is the third this year! We'll have issues like that!

- But I tell you it's a joke that has gone bad, there! It's good, we will not make a cheese, either!

- And what is it, this time it? It's like you've soralien plunged into a vat of acid in the filming to see what color it looks funny in the end?

- Nah, it's a guy who writes a blog for no one "réacosphère" there. I know what it is called elsewhere, and whatever. No, right at the outset was to make a joke a little bad taste, I kidnapped leaving a bar, it was even easier than it was cooked, I had him put a hood and he woke up here, and I wanted to make him believe he was detained by a cell islamogauchiste and that he would talk to him to confess to things ...

- But you're mad crazy to have such ideas, now!

- Meuuuuhhh not right away. It was not even bad to begin with, I just wanted to give her a little tickle tickle under the arms and I'd dropped by his house with his hood and basta. That would have given him something finally interesting to say about her blog, well, somewhere it would have done a service. It is very very poor, the daily life of a blogger reaction, you know ...

- But that's no reason to kill him, shit!

- But I tell you I did not have killed, at the end! It was an accident, there! Already, there was not any good waking up because, well, behind a keyboard is at the mouth but when it comes out of his routine crevard, it becomes completely liquid. But it still it was funny. The thing is, when I told him that I was CSP, he began to sob, begging and serious, it was painful to see him. And then, well, I would not have said that but at some point, I asked him, murmuring if he had seen Midnight Express ...

- Oh la la ...

- good ... and there he became quite mad, he started to rush around and fidgeting force it broke free of its bonds. Well, until then it was still very funny and I told him jokingly that it was a joke, but certainly to con a joke, whatever. But it became out of Control, in pain hysterics, he threw himself against the walls, screaming that the releases and that it would happen like that not hysterical sobs interspersed with all this, and then he grabbed the kettlebell ...

- Ah, that's why it's there.

- Besides what remains of his head, yes, that's it. And so good, he starts making big reels with like an idiot, I told him to calm down because he could injure someone but nothing to do, the guy in a trance of fear eyes bulging and a time, the kettlebell has escaped from the hands, described a very curve to fall pretty hair-cell above him, and there ...

- Paf le chien.

- That's it.

- Ugh ... it's clever. And then finish like that in a cellar ... stupidly sad. But hey, it's done is done and now what can you do?

- I know. Here, already, we'll take a look at his bag to see what's in it, there may be an address where we can remove the body, family, colleagues, something like that what. Then he had what, kévinou ... already a Eastpack in camouflaged hello urban warrior, tsk ... so, a pouch containing miscellaneous tools and customizable, of course, you never know, sometimes we should repair a broken subway train, a camera to feel Japanese aesthetic, a Flashlight tactikeul, puree it costs 200 balls this thing and everything restored to its lock when you are drunk but what idiot, American Psycho in pocket screwed up from having been read but baaaaahhh but pages are all stuck yuck yuck yuck but in the end they really are not like us people at the end, an iPod with it ... hu hu hu, Hans Zimmer and Lady Gaga badger oh and ah! a portfolio. Let's see ... identity card, credit card, 23 and 48 euro cents, well, funny, I would have thought it more thun but hey, it brags it is and it boasts a regular employee after all, a pass to a gym, which dates from 2006, ho ho ho a season ticket to France Loisirs Blowin 'in the big hick no kidding, I smell a gift that Mom knows not deny it, a ooooohhh ticket to a striptease club mash abject poverty of the guy really, bus tickets kévinou well yeah he takes the bus to go Taffer with all these brr not like him, the poor, and ... c ' What is that? ... A photo of a chick. Mh. A bit dated, the photo, the edges are really worn, it is not a current photo of it, rather the former great love with which it has never really recovered.

- Let's see ... bof. Commonplace.

- Yeah, bland, eh? Anyway here also tastes and colors, huh. And then ... a membership card of the National Front in 2002, a membership card of the UMP in 2007, another membership card of the National Front in 2010, this time, a tract of Identity Bloc, a membership card of Equality and Reconciliation, which entitles you to a kiss from Alain Soral and consolidated free, a photo of Eric Zemmour shirtless?? Strained but they have problems these people, and then ... no, that's all. Hmm. It boils down to no great thing, kévinou life, actually.

- And with all that, we know what we will do this stuff in the basement, then I'll call you.

- Ben is buried with quicklime, like the others.

- Oh no, eh. And then there's no room, with your stupid, there. Young Pop section in a cage and fully passed to the industrial sand "to experience", thank you for cleaning up after, eh. No, it is cut into pieces, we put it in plastic bags, and we balance all in a scrap yard so that at last he finds himself in sculpture of Caesar. Go, get to work. And this time it's you who takes the saw.

- But er ...