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I almost got my throat cut this morning.
More details:
“Like a Monday morning” in the France of 2024.
As I leave the doctor’s office, I take shelter for a second in the Léon Meiss aisle to put my scarf back on.
Then an NA [North African] type individual appears, 20-25 years old, dressed all in black and with a white hood on his head.
He screams : “On the Qur’an / I f**k France / f**k all your dead, you white sons of bitches”
I turn around, surprised by so much verbal violence early in the morning, in a “rather calm” area of Villeurbanne during the day (Gratte-Ciel – cours Émile Zola)
That’s when the person CHARGED AT ME.
In a split second, I found myself threatened, knife at my throat, grabbed by the collar…
In a second my life could have ended. In a second everything could have changed. The France of 2024…
Stunned… without reaction, waiting for the fractions of seconds to come.
I instinctively take a step back, then a second, while he still holds me.
The individual says the following words:
“You’re not worth it bitch” then turned on his heel and ran away.
Should we get used to this?
More details:
“Like a Monday morning” in the France of 2024.
As I leave the doctor’s office, I take shelter for a second in the Léon Meiss aisle to put my scarf back on.
Then an NA [North African] type individual appears, 20-25 years old, dressed all in black and with a white hood on his head.
He screams : “On the Qur’an / I f**k France / f**k all your dead, you white sons of bitches”
I turn around, surprised by so much verbal violence early in the morning, in a “rather calm” area of Villeurbanne during the day (Gratte-Ciel – cours Émile Zola)
That’s when the person CHARGED AT ME.
In a split second, I found myself threatened, knife at my throat, grabbed by the collar…
In a second my life could have ended. In a second everything could have changed. The France of 2024…
Stunned… without reaction, waiting for the fractions of seconds to come.
I instinctively take a step back, then a second, while he still holds me.
The individual says the following words:
“You’re not worth it bitch” then turned on his heel and ran away.
Should we get used to this?
