To the wall!

Paris, June 28, 1924.

The general crisis, caused by the elections, is over. We have changed President of the Republic. A new ministry is steering policy towards a new direction. Everything settled down without bloodshed, without even provoking great popular emotions. The war has made us philosophers. You get used to everything. There are only revolutionaries left in the room and the speech makers themselves seem tired of wasting their saliva in vain.

The Republican country has placed a large dose of hope in the Herriot ministry, counting on the fact that it will have something in its belly. So we'll give him credit for a while. But the President of the Council and his colleagues would be wrong to believe in the resignation of the public in the face of the new ministerial adventure.

If Mr. Herriot allows himself to continue the errors of his predecessors, that is to say, to spare the goats and the cabbage, to live on expedients to try to satisfy everyone, he will not have any a long time.

If he wants to live and win popular recognition, he will have to seriously shake up a lot of things and a lot of people; he will have to show himself to be a man of action and not a talker.

Two questions take precedence over everything in the eyes of the country: the cost of living and taxes, that is to say the reduction of costs by the elimination of all unnecessary expenses, the energetic pursuit of drug dealers and a distribution of taxes proportional to wealth. .

The rest is just rubbish. We will soon be clear on what we can expect from Mr. Herriot!