InvestigationJean-Michel Macron, Georges Hollande and Pal Sarkozy. Three men linked by the fate of a child elected President of the Republic. But their sons, with whom they maintain delicate relations, do little to speak about those whose surname they bear. As if they had also been offered, in the conquest of power, a means of freeing themselves from the figure of the father.
The Elysée village hall is packed. The three hundred guests are waiting for Emmanuel Macron, who talks upstairs with François Hollande, for the transfer of powers, this May 14, 2017. The orchestra of the Republican Guard plays Apotheosis by Berlioz. The dignitaries of the Republic converse under the coffered ceilings of the living room. Brigitte Macron, in a blue dress, is surrounded by her two daughters, Tiphaine and Laurence. We only see them, the Auzières, blond hair, fine and elegant silhouettes, their obvious joy, and the excitement of their children. There are also their spouses, and their brother, Sébastien.
Guided by the bailiffs to the family square, a friend of the young president looks in vain for the “Macron side”. He eventually saw a man of average height, his hair bald and combed back, with a bow tie. With folded arms, he observes with a grumpy air and amused the waltz of the courtiers who watch for the new head of state. The guest, who finds him a vague resemblance to “Emmanuel”, comes to present himself to him:
– It doesn’t happen to everyone to be the father of a president who is installed …
– No, no doubt, answers Jean-Michel Macron, freezing. Then, looking at his watch: “Do you know if it lasts long?” ”
One thing in common, not the least
Macron, Hollande, Sarkozy, three presidents, three families, three different universes, three singular trajectories, but one point in common and not the least: none has been able to find a truly peaceful relationship with his father. A particularity that questions: does being in conflict with the father figure make it easier to release an overflowing ambition to reach the top of the State? Longing to be loved by the greatest number, chosen, elected by his people, isn’t that a form of response to the bruises of childhood? Doesn’t the belief that you owe nothing to anyone help to despise the obstacles that inevitably stand in the way of power? In any case, it is possible to think that these three father-son stories – however different they may be – give certain keys to understanding the construction of these extraordinary destinies.
“Yes, that night I was happy because Emmanuel managed to do what he wanted to do. He entered the history of France, it is not nothing. »Jean-Michel Macron
Between Emmanuel Macron and his father, it is not a question of frontal opposition, but of a form of distance and estrangement. If Jean-Michel Macron, who hates court games, did not like the investiture ceremony, under the gold of the Elysee, he was struck by the appearance of his son in the night, on the evening of victory, in front of the illuminated Pyramid. But who noticed the emotion of this discreet and reserved man at the foot of the platform where the elected official was going to deliver his first speech as president, at the age of 39? Did the son himself know that the latter had cried as he watched him cross the Louvre esplanade? Did he guess, behind the rude and caustic airs of this 70-year-old neurologist, his modest pride?
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