FABLES OF THE NEW WORLD
Today, September 8, 2025, I take up my pen with a particular thought in my heart: my mother’s birthday. She who, before any code, before any plea, before any politics, gave me the first and most intangible form of justice: life itself. This intimate aside is no digression: for is it not in the sincerity of an original bond that we find the source of all truth?
In these days when the National Assembly will probably be dissolved once again, when the country loses itself in the labyrinth of an ever-postponed vote of confidence, sincerity seems a rare luxury.
Speeches resound like worn coins, promised to circulate yet emptied of their value.
And yet, in the economy of nations as in that of men, sincerity is the true gold. Without it, neither markets nor Republic can endure.
But the world does not wait for our hesitations. It rushes headlong into an accelerated mutation: triumphant Cyber-capitalism, technologies infiltrating every gesture, every thought, every choice.
Faced with this, justice must remain a beacon.
And the lawyer, both interpreter and protector, stands at the fragile frontier where the machine calculates and the human judges.
An augmented law firm, equipped with digital tools yet retaining the human heart, is no oxymoron: it is the very condition for defense to remain alive.
For we must understand these algorithms, not to submit to them, but to reveal their blind spots and safeguard human dignity.
Market politics teaches us efficiency, curves, and balance sheets.
But what of the economy of the heart ?
It is not measured in quarterly growth but in justice delivered, in lives repaired, in sorrows eased. That is the only scale still worthy of our respect.
One day, Power said to the Heart: “Without me, you are but a useless pulse.”
Reason replied: “Without me, you would both be madmen in the dark.”
The Heart sighed: “I am sincerity, and without me you will persuade no one.”
Reason added: “I am balance, and without me you will collapse.”
Power, briefly unsettled, finally concluded: “Then, to rule justly, I must walk with you.”
In politics as in economy, the sincerity of the heart and the clarity of reason are the only guardians of a justice that, without them, would be nothing but a mask of power.
Thus speaks the echo of a lawyer in his time: a son who remembers, a citizen who worries, a practitioner who still believes that justice is not a software program, but a human voice.