LÉGION'ARTS
If you notice any errors in the translations, remember:
"In the Legion, of the 144 languages, there is only one language: understanding each other."
Edito from PYC
The “Legio Patria Nostra” Project
A PANTHEON FOR THE LEGION
The Legion left Sidi Bel Abbès in 1962. It did not leave its dead behind.
It brought some of them back to Puyloubier.
By Louis Perez y Cid
For over sixty years, they have been there. Silent. Lined up along a wall. General Rollet, Prince Aage of Denmark, Legionnaire Zimmermann, veterans of the Institution des Invalides, and other figures from our history such as Chief Warrant Officer Struzina, representing the legionnaires killed in Indochina and illustrious legionnaires who had expressed the wish, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanpierre, General Olié, etc.
They ask for nothing. But they watch us.
And the question is simple: have we made the Puyloubier cemetery the memorial it should be?
We have our regiments, our monuments, our ceremonies, our veterans' associations. We have Camerone Day, every April 30th, which brings the Legion together around its history and values.
But what about the next day?
May 1st could be the day when veterans gather around those who can no longer be with us. Because Puyloubier is not a cemetery like any other.
It is here that part of the "Pantheon" of Sidi Bel Abbès has been transferred... Read more...
The “Legio Patria Nostra” Project
A PANTHEON FOR THE LEGION
View of the elders
From Buddha to Legionnaire: A Quest for Self
I am always surprised, even a little shocked, when, during televised debates, the host introduces us to: this writer, that journalist, and yet another philosopher. As if—in matters of philosophy—the presenter had summoned Socrates, Aristotle, or Diogenes the Cynic to the panel… when in fact, the philosopher in question is simply a philosophy professor. Is he truly a philosopher? Does he possess fundamental, universal truths?… Is he even searching for them?
I am neither Greek (thank goodness), nor a philosophy professor, and yet… today, in this post, I am engaging in an exercise that draws upon this discipline, which presents itself as a questioning, an interpretation, and a reflection on the world and human existence… to which I add the existence of a legionnaire.
Philosophy, Buddha, and the Legionary
Once upon a time…there was a prince named Siddhartha, who lived in India in the 6th century BCE. This princely child had known nothing of misfortune until adulthood; he was surrounded only by young and healthy people, and his father had forbidden him to leave the palace grounds so that nothing unpleasant would befall him... Read more...
The Legion Unvarnished
From Buddha to Legionnaire: A Quest for Self
Reflexions of the moment
The war is also in our minds.
Clarity, a weapon
By Louis Perez y Cid
War has changed its face.
It is still fought on battlefields, but it is now also waged on our phones, our social networks, and our screens. Information has become a weapon.
The goal is not always to make us believe a lie. It can be more effective to make us doubt everything: our institutions, our media, our leaders, and ultimately, our neighbors... Read more...
The war is also in our minds.
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Literary Explorations
Carlito,
the cook from elsewhere
Carlos Marsal's book
By Louis Perez y Cid
Carlos is a friend. I met him in the Legion, when he was in charge of the SRL/CTLE at Fort Nogent.
With him, there was never really a choice between two fires, the fire of the kitchen and the fire of arms. Both accompanied his life, with the same exacting standards, the same taste for hard work, and, above all, that insatiable curiosity that drives some men to see what's happening on the other side of the horizon.
At seventeen, Carlos walked through the doors of the restaurant "Le Plantié" in Bordeaux. There, he apprenticed under Claude Vitrac, the chef the young people called "Papa Vitrac." An authoritarian, old-school man, inflexible on principles, but fair and generous with those who knew how to earn his respect.
That's where his first adventure began... Read more...
Carlito, the cook from elsewhere
All this is above our heads
The Planet Mercury
By Michel Gravereau
To help children remember the names of the planets visible to the naked eye since time immemorial, we simply go through the days of the week, and that's that: Tuesday is Mars' day, Friday is Venus' day, Saturday is Saturn's day.
Today, let's talk about the planet that gave its name to Wednesday: Mercury.
In our solar system, it is the closest to the Sun. Its orbit varies from 46 to 70 million kilometers. Its orbital path is the most eccentric in the solar system. It is an elliptical (oval) orbit. As a reminder, the Earth is 150 million km from the Sun.
Clinging to this scorching sun and lacking a true atmosphere, but rather an exosphere composed of traces of gas and particles deposited by the solar wind, Mercury is unable to protect itself from the Sun's rays or retain the heat that escapes as soon as it passes into shadow. The planet therefore experiences record-breaking temperature variations: scorching hot by day (up to +430°C), freezing cold by night (down to -180°C)... Read more...
The Planet Mercury
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Légion’Arts is an independent publishing house created by former legionnaire artists: preserving and sharing the memory of the Foreign Legion through authentic, human, and inspiring works. Every legionnaire has a voice. With Légion’Arts, these stories become a collective memory, accessible to all.