Lindt

A hot summer evening in Paris as I stayed over ready for my journey back to Africa tomorrow. Some mean looking military dudes were patrolling the busy areas, on hand to contain the trouble that has been afflicting French cities recently. I can’t support wanton destruction but there are deep-rooted reasons that explain it when it comes to French policing, so I understand the anger of marginalised youth.

Having said that, the only shop I saw damaged in central Paris was an outlet of Lindt the chocolatier. If I was going to target any company to channel my anger at the system, I wouldn’t be jeopardising my supply of chocolate.