I inherited the nickname “the activist of the Villa Arson” after a lecture at which I remained silent, I finally came to the defense of the Villa, its contents and containers, against a literary attack that shattered the audience. I tried unsuccessfully to arouse the sleeping leaders of the troops. When they woke up, they stuffed back behind the walls of silence and forgetfulness the content of the dreams of glory and the nightmares of defeat of this battle outside of time.

I sent different letters to a number of well-known people who attended the same lecture in an auditorium of the Villa Arson.