Aimé Michel

Le premier mystère est: pourquoi y a-t-il quelque chose plutôt que rien?
Et le deuxième, aussi grand que le premier: pourquoi suis-je là en train de penser?

The Extermination of Daddies

Atlas – Air France n°85 – July 1973
They’re absolute nonsense, those rumors that no one learns anything at the Sorbonne. You shouldn’t believe a word of it.

Why just the other day, as I entered the door from the Rue des Ecoles, I saw an example of Sorbonnian wisdom proclaimed in chalk on the right-hand wall: “Daddy, you gotta die!” Lire l’article

Côté bleu, côté rouge

Chronique parue dans la revue Atlas Air France n°86 d’août 1973
Cela fit boum et même, je crois, boum-bada-boum. Je m’éveillai en sursaut et constatai qu’une fois de plus j’avais de la chance, car deux très belles voitures toutes neuves venaient de se caramboler, et ce à moins de trois mètres de mon tonneau. Lire l’article

My Passion for Setting Suns

Atlas – Air France n°86 – August 1973
There was a boom. I woke up with a start and realized that once again I was lucky.
I was lucky, for two very beautiful brand new cars had just collided at less than ten feet from my barrel. I had a ringside seat. Lire l’article

A sinister affair of placards

Atlas – Air France n°71 – May 1972
In my younger days, the public square in Athens was the meeting-place of gossip-mongers and thieves. I must admit I have a liking for gossip-mongers and thieves because the former guarantee the spreading of human foolishness and the latter the circulation of goods. Lire l’article

The artichoke train

Atlas – Air France n°72 – June 1972
— My dear Diogenes, you should thank me. It’s been one year now since I started examining your case. It’s very clear to me. Not only can I tell you what’s going on in there (his index-finger was screwing an invisible bolt into his temple) but I know how to improve your condition.
— Really? I asked with genuine interest, looking more closely at my interlocutor. He was a sad-looking man in his fifties, piteously shaking with nervous twitches. He just could not stop putting his hat on and taking it off. Lire l’article