Presidential: in Paris, Pécresse is looking for its Zénith

“MOh, I was d’Artagnan, I was Cyrano, I was the hussar on the roof. The personal touch was expected, hoped for by all the right-wing activists and sympathizers who came in large numbers for this first major campaign meeting, Sunday February 13, at the Zenith in Paris. Camped on stage behind a large desk which gave a glimpse of her entire silhouette, Valérie Pécresse, jacket and black pants on a tricolor background, let herself go, for the time of a long speech, to the exegesis of her commitment. Or how to be a woman at the same time as a mother and political leader. A way to remind all his critics that a candidacy for the presidential election cannot be improvised. But if the candidate sought to inspire an already galvanized crowd, the exercise, sometimes laborious and gu…