{"id":65,"date":"2021-01-30T09:48:16","date_gmt":"2021-01-30T09:48:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/?p=65"},"modified":"2021-01-31T21:45:34","modified_gmt":"2021-01-31T21:45:34","slug":"journal-dune-endemie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/?p=65","title":{"rendered":"Journal d&rsquo;une end\u00e9mie"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Le 8 juillet 2020, j\u2019achevais mon Journal de l\u2019\u00e9pid\u00e9mie par cette constatation assortie d\u2019un doute :<br \/>\u201cA Paris, la danse macabre a pris fin, m\u00eame si ce n\u2019est que partie remise. Je termine ici ce r\u00e9cit de l\u2019\u00e9pid\u00e9mie qui a suspendu pendant pr\u00e8s de quatre mois le temps de notre vie, le rendant mou et incertain, et qui a transform\u00e9 en contact virtuel toute relation familiale ou amicale\u2026\u201d<br \/>Nous \u00e9tions rentr\u00e9s de Florence et sur le point de partir en Bretagne o\u00f9 des \u201cclusters\u201d, comme on dit aujourd\u2019hui, seraient bient\u00f4t signal\u00e9s \u00e0 Quiberon. Mais l\u2019\u00e9pid\u00e9mie semblait s\u2019\u00e9teindre et personne, \u00e0 la pointe du Raz, ne portait de masque.<br \/>Et c\u2019est ainsi que l\u2019\u00e9t\u00e9 a commenc\u00e9, sur des plages semi-d\u00e9sertes, \u00e0 Sainte-Anne-la-Palud, puis \u00e0 Belle-\u00cele, avec un petit rappel d\u00e9bonnaire, sur le ferry, de porter le masque r\u00e9glementaire. L\u2019\u00e9pid\u00e9mie avait gagn\u00e9 les \u00c9tats-Unis et le Br\u00e9sil. Les Fran\u00e7ais ou les Belges s\u2019en moquaient bien.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Et la vie a repris, \u00e0 Paris au mois d\u2019ao\u00fbt. La rue de Rennes aussi vide que durant le confinement. Comme tous les \u00e9t\u00e9s, nous d\u00e9jeunons au Flore, aux Deux Magots, au Vesuvio. Avec ou sans masque. Les tables un peu plus espac\u00e9es. Les touristes moins nombreux. C\u2019est le moment o\u00f9 Paris se donne des airs de sous-pr\u00e9fecture.<br \/>Puis, tr\u00e8s vite, trop vite, il a fallu d\u00e9chanter. Le virus n\u2019\u00e9tait pas parti pour l\u2019Am\u00e9rique. Il \u00e9tait encore bien l\u00e0. Les Cassandres triomphaient. On nous l\u2019avait bien dit. La deuxi\u00e8me vague arrivait droit devant.<br \/>Il \u00e9tait temps de reprendre la plume et ce livre de bord.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Extrait de <a href=\"https:\/\/www.blurb.fr\/bookstore\/invited\/9065029\/626b80276cc81e1c6c90d8af0638bc5e42326abc\">Journal d&rsquo;une end\u00e9mie<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386-1024x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-67\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386-1024x1024.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386-768x768.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386-1536x1536.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386-1200x1200.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/20-B0002386.jpg 1800w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 1362px) 62vw, 840px\" \/><figcaption>Les Deux Magots, 16 novembre 2020<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Le 8 juillet 2020, j\u2019achevais mon Journal de l\u2019\u00e9pid\u00e9mie par cette constatation assortie d\u2019un doute :\u201cA Paris, la danse macabre a pris fin, m\u00eame si ce n\u2019est que partie remise. Je termine ici ce r\u00e9cit de l\u2019\u00e9pid\u00e9mie qui a suspendu pendant pr\u00e8s de quatre mois le temps de notre vie, le rendant mou et incertain, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/?p=65\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> de &laquo;&nbsp;Journal d&rsquo;une end\u00e9mie&nbsp;&raquo;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-65","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=65"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":75,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions\/75"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=65"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=65"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.lucmaryrabine.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=65"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}