There, the newest episodes of the people’s misfortune replace the previous ones, almost identical. And we feel like « citizens of the world », without ever changing it in anything. Not even your own opinion, bought to partisans to feed your conversations at work… One’s misfortune makes the others’ spectacle. To the dregs. All we want hear. The sordid, absurd succession of minor events ; the last martyr child before the evening’s flick…