Huh? Actually, I was watching a tongue-in-cheek report on Kolo TV about endemic life and I was simply bursting out laughing, if the situation weren’t so dramatic 🤣

Indeed, I immediately understood the atmosphere this report was trying to convey, an atmosphere I know so well.

But that was a few years ago, so a few years later, I can easily imagine it must have gotten incredibly worse?

What kind of atmosphere, actually? Well, the one where everything goes to hell, but people are so tired and disillusioned that they don’t even pay attention anymore.

Water, electricity, savagery, behavior, corruption, and many other things…

Actually, I know why most people don’t even want to worry about it anymore: because if they do, they’re the ones who will lose their health, plain and simple.

Can you imagine being in a state of constant sosopourization 24/7/365? Tension efa 18 na 20 mihintsy angamba 🤣 Being on edge all the time, angry, and flustered about all these daily anomalies?

Plus, the people you take your anger out on don’t even understand it: they look at you with the eyes of fried whiting… then calmly continue what they were doing, like, “I don’t give a damn, absolutely.” Sartre said, “Hell is other people.”

But deep down, even if they don’t let it show, I know that these sensible people who don’t let anything show, I know that deep down, the pressure cooker is boiling, seriously.

No, but seriously, what. For example, you’re doing your big business… and no water? Waaa…

The optional shower every morning, we don’t even talk about it. The electricity cut off when you wake up… and cut off again when you get home in the evening, after work… waaaa again…

But that’s normal, hono… that’s Madagascar mandroso. Everyone’s blood pressure is 18, with a stroke looming every second.

Stroke, food poisoning, violent attacks, poisoning, and so on… oh yes, you’re not allowed to feel faint, of course, because with the endemic healthcare system that awaits you, uh… no, it’s better not, it’s really not a good idea.

What do you want me to tell you? The Manenganiny party is all that too… it’s not just your purchasing power that’s disappeared, it’s also your well-being that’s gone down the drain.

For the second time in the space of two weeks, I had two visitors stop by my house, just before returning to Madagougou. And in both cases, waaaaa, hello enthusiasm! Tena hoe kivy tena kivy, there are no other words.

Once again, I don’t know what to tell you. Stay here in France and do the sambo miletika? Indrisy, they still have ties and obligations in Madagougou that they can’t just let go of like that.

Well, and yet, when you see this slow, slow death, attachment or no attachment… we have to get out, right? It’s just a matter of survival.

For my part, I didn’t ask any questions. In a few seconds, the decision was made, veloma lol.