We know the little story of the systematic opposition of the mayor of Rimplas to the President of the Metropolis. Political positioning (she is an ardent “Ciottist”), a matter of temperament (she loves to make a scene during public sessions by delivering passionate charges against the President), or a reaction to frustrated ambitions at the Regional Council, as those who claim to know the inside story suggest…
This time, Christelle D’Intorni thought she had found the breach for a major strike: blocking the validation of the Metropolitan Urban Plan, which, once voted on in the Metropolitan Council, had to be validated by each municipality in the metropolis.
Claiming a lack of funding for the rehabilitation work in her municipality—an interpretation disputed by the Metropolis—the “Calamity Jane” of Maralpin was brandishing her gun and threatening to overturn the table.
Can you imagine that the small municipality of Rimplas, with around a hundred inhabitants, could “block” the PLU of a metropolis with 500,000 inhabitants?
Of course, there was the story of David versus Goliath, but that was in other times when myth and reality blurred.
But, can we imagine?, the gun was just a replica and could only shoot corks.
At this point, it was more prudent not to go too far.
Therefore, Mrs. “Calamity Jane” discovered the “general interest” and, not without a certain grandiloquence, declared: “With my majority, we have decided to cancel today’s municipal council (editor’s note: Tuesday). We will not deliberate on the PLUm. Our silence will be considered tacit agreement, and the process of adopting the PLUm can continue.”
Magnanimous, the President of the Metropolis, Christian Estrosi, thanked Christelle D’Intorni “for understanding that the general interest must prevail under all circumstances.”
Then, that the Metropolis “will study, as planned,” the funding for the rehabilitation work planned in Rimplas, for which the Metropolis had requested the municipality to contribute.
Conclusion: Mrs. “Calamity Jane,” after her fifteen minutes of fame, falls back in line, and the Metropolis will put its hand in its wallet.
How do you say “commedia dell’arte” in French?
