{"id":8176,"date":"2015-11-14T23:22:45","date_gmt":"2015-11-14T14:22:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/unknowngenius.com\/blog\/?p=8176"},"modified":"2016-01-28T14:29:36","modified_gmt":"2016-01-28T05:29:36","slug":"fluctuat-nec-mergitur-by-joann-sfar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/unknowngenius.com\/blog\/archives\/2015\/11\/14\/fluctuat-nec-mergitur-by-joann-sfar\/","title":{"rendered":"Fluctuat Nec Mergitur, by Joann Sfar"},"content":{"rendered":"

Earlier today, French artist Joann Sfar<\/a>1<\/a><\/sup>I warmly recommend his series of graphic novels: The Rabbi’s Cat<\/a><\/i><\/span> published a short series of drawings<\/a> on the Terrorist attacks that took place in Paris<\/a>. Because they sum up my feelings much better than any tricolour lighting or Twitter hashtag ever will, I took the liberty to embed them here with my own humble attempt at an English translation:<\/p>\n

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1. France is an old country where lovers kiss freely.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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2. Paris is our capital. We love music, inebriation, joy.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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3. For centuries, lovers of death have tried to make us lose our taste for life<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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4. They never succeeded.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n