L'Oeuvre 07 juin 1923

Boring like the rain

Reviewers have a hard time finding cheerful news that lends itself to verses, and journalists who would like to comment optimistically on daily events have an even harder time finding information that allows for purely pleasant development.

There are eleven dramas! more or less passionate and twenty suicides, including that of a fourteen-year-old girl, the details of which are reported by the newspapers: something to laugh about, and have fun. I am not talking about the general situation which could not make anyone smile, nor about the season which should be the "season". The temperature fluctuates between frost and storm, the most scandalous shows fail to make the cherries blush.

The reviewers have the resource of inventing actualities, failing which they will stall in the middle of the second act; but the journalists do not even have the resource to launch false news announcing that Miss Sorel has had a tattoo or that Miss Mistinguett has landed in the port of Lisbon, wearing an indigo silk wig. The information has spoiled the credulity of the public and we can no longer write anything that we are not likely to prove

They say, "How dull the newspapers are!" This, is not us, This is the time that the war has made languid and whose recovery is interminable.

At the Gavarni ball I heard this dialogue which gave the low water mark of our gaiety:

- You're having fun ?

And the little woman replied:

"You wouldn't want the organizers to tickle your arms again for a hundred francs!"

D.