Tribune. For several years, I have retired to take the pen in the case of Gérald Darmanin. Why ? Because I worked with him at David Douillet from 2011 to 2012. Because my superior is one of his mentors. Because, even when we have nothing to reproach, we hesitate to tackle someone who can launch a tax audit or put you on listening. Because I did not want to be charged with political instrumentalisation. But I have not stopped ruming the scene that took place on the Plateau d’Malherbe, February 8. Again why? He did not physically assack him, he did not raise his voice, he did not insulted it. But, from the bottom of my guts, I was invaded by a discomfort.
This scene of a few seconds has revealed the memory of situations that, like all women, I have experienced at certain times in my life. I do not personally attack Gérald Darmanin, I have not suffered any violence from any kind from his part, but the fact that a man with such behaviors is promoted and protected at the highest level of the state, whom ‘It is erected as the guarantor of the protection of women, poses a problem that goes far beyond his person. I attack a society phenomenon and I do it as an individual.
What struck me on February 8 was the reaction of Plampine of Malherbe, who held him head. In the memories that moved me back, I had been tetanized, crushed by the domination that was exercised on me, with this feeling of shame that clings to you. The shame of not faced. The shame of being weak. Low sex. Since the beginning of the #Metoo waves, which is denounced, they are not situations of men who place you against a wall in an alley by a black night. These are more insidious, more complex domination reports – which explains why women put years before speaking – but just as toxic. Whenever there were accusations against this type of domination reports, were swept away from a hand setback by retoring that there are men to women, seducers, that every man is entitled to His “young man’s life”.
“he dares all”
I watched carefully and repeatedly what happened on the RMC-BFM TV tray. I did not see a man who was trying to charm his interlocutor. I saw a man who seemed to be pleased to belittle it, to destabilize it, to establish his power using a classical technique: bringing women to their inability to manage their emotions, to contain, to seriously analyze the facts. Remember, in September 2020, while an investigation had been reopened against him, Gérald Darmanin made some of his male colleagues by answering a bad tone to Senator Marie-Pierre de La Gontrie on the occasion of A discussion of migrant camps: “I would be happy to spend an evening, one night, a day with the senator … in Calais, meet the inhabitants.” Even smile satisfied.
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