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                  Lever de soleil sur la brume                 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     La  La nature est tout ce qu’on voit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Tout ce qu’on veut, tout ce qu’on aime,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Tout ce qu’on sait , tout ce qu’on croit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Tout ce que l’on sent en soi-même.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Elle est belle pour qui la voit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Elle est bonne à celui qui l’aime,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Elle est juste quand on y croit

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Et qu’on la respecte en soi-même.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Regarde le ciel, il te voit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Embrasse la terre, elle t’aime.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  La vérité c’est ce qu’on croit

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   En la nature c’est toi-même.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  (George Sand)

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Brigitte et Emmanuel Macron sur le perron de l'Élysée,le 14 mai 2017 ...                                                                                                                                                                                        (Crédit Photo AFP - Eric Feferberg)             

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                                                                                                                                                                             Danseuses Danseuses classiques ou beauté de la grâce à l’état pur !

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              L’histoire de la mairie de Paris est assez mouvementée, ponctuée par la Révolution, la Commune ou encore les différents régimes.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Le poste de maire de Paris a été créé en 1789, le lendemain de la prise de la Bastille.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Jusqu’alors, la capitale française était « dirigée » par un prévôt des marchands. Jacques de Flesselles, celui qui occupe cette place au moment de la Révolution, est tué d’un coup de pistolet le 14 juillet même.

                                                                                                                                                                                                         Sa tête est plantée sur une pique et baladée sur le parvis de l’Hôtel de Ville.

                                                                                                                                                                                              Dès le lendemain, le premier « vrai » maire de Paris est élu. Il s’agit de Jean Sylvain Bailly, né en 1736.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Et le moins que l’on puisse dire, c’est que ce révolutionnaire a déjà un CV bien chargé.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Astronome et mathématicien reconnu, il est académicien depuis 1783.

                                                                                                                                                                                                  Mais, ce sont surtout ses qualités politiques qui en font l’homme de la situation.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            En effet, il a d’ores et déjà été président du Tiers-État, puis de l’Assemblée Nationale …

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Si sa popularité aura été au beau fixe pendant une bonne partie de son mandat, Desmoulin et Maratcritiqueront tout de même son côté conservateur, c’est dans le sang et le déshonneur que son mandat se terminera.

                                                                                                                                                                                         Le 17 juillet 1791, ils ordonnent à ses troupes de tirer sur les manifestants du Champs-de-Mars.

                                                                                                                                                                                                   a A peine trois mois plus tard, fortement contesté, il démissionnera.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         Sa fin de vie ne sera pas plus heureuse. En effet, deux ans plus tard, il est arrêté pour témoigner au procès de Marie-Antoinette.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Son refus de porter le « coup de grâce » à la reine, lui a valu de mourir également guillotiné.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Pour l’anecdote, Paris n’a pas eu de maire entre 1871 et 1977. La capitale était alors gérée par l’État.

                                                                                                                                                                                 Il y a des questions sur Paris dont on aimerait bien avoir la réponse.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Que ce soit des interrogations importantes sur la capitale, son histoire ou ses bonnes adresses ou des mini-informations à picorer dont on peut se servir pour briller en société. 

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