EPILOGUE

One of my friends has written the following letter to me :
" ... But above all I need to evoke a memory : the visit that a young SAS lieutenant paid me. He came from the south with his men. He was crying (yes, crying) , he told me that he had been ordered to burst the tyres of his harkis' cars, and that he had obeyed !..."
You bastard ! Why did you obey ? You only had to tell him "shit", ask him for his ID and threaten him with a lawsuit for non-assistance to people in danger of death. He would have been put under arrest, which, during this time, would have been a claim to fame.