The fly that bit Lucien Bouchard must have transmitted an evil venom to him. He who was briefly the cantor of the independence of Quebec suddenly begins to sing out of tune and to rant against the die-hards in need of a country that resembles us and brings us together. The Parti Québécois, which, in these difficult times, is trying to rebuild itself, does not need a mother-in-law, what am I saying, a surly old grandpa who yearns to shine in front of the cameras to broadcast his soul ache. Let’s give time to the rising generation to polish their weapons, to rebuild their confidence and to tackle the real problems that threaten not only our culture and our language, but also the very life on the planet that we bequeath to them in a very sorry state. .
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