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CELINE LOUIS-FERDINAND (1894-1961)
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CELINE LOUIS-FERDINAND (1894-1961)
L.A.S. "LFCéline", [Klarskovgaard] on 2 [May 1951, to his lawyer Jean-
Louis TIXIER-VIGNANCOUR]| 6 pages and a half in-fol. (slight slits in the last page).
An angry letter awaiting the official dismissal of the case.
Mikkelsen assures that his dismissal is signed, but Céline is worried about contradictory echoes, and the French embassy received nothing: "Sword in the water then? - Justice is testing Opinion? - Or
Justice wants to be forced to condemn me by stirring up a bit the "Resistanceistantist" hatreds?... Oh, you know, I was on the staff of the League for four years - and for 20 years at the Suburban City Hall. No political-legal shenanigans can surprise me. I know all the buckets, all the dice, all the bluffs, all the tarot cards... ... I won't trick the French justice if they condemn me to one of those brandons they'll scream about for a long time ... I'm like a professional
boxer. I don't like the clan.... But if they absolutely want to challenge me, it's all on the carpet. I'm not going to go bawling in front of the Civic Chambers of Honesty which will be immediately falsified by the Press. No. I'll print what I have to say in 11 languages and 300,000 copies... Not the slightest hint of collaboration in my case. But we don't judge Paul Morand, nor Brisson, nor Piétri, nor Claudel, nor Bergery... but me ! me ! always ME !" As long as the case hasn't been dismissed at the embassy, he's "still a prisoner on parole in Denmark [...] I don't want to go to France with a laissez-passer either! Something to be arrested at the borders - but a nice, good passport. [...] Otherwise, Zebi! I WON'T ENTER. They'll condemn me and fuck me! These scoundrels won't have long to rejoice!"...
L.A.S. "LFCéline", [Klarskovgaard] on 2 [May 1951, to his lawyer Jean-
Louis TIXIER-VIGNANCOUR]| 6 pages and a half in-fol. (slight slits in the last page).
An angry letter awaiting the official dismissal of the case.
Mikkelsen assures that his dismissal is signed, but Céline is worried about contradictory echoes, and the French embassy received nothing: "Sword in the water then? - Justice is testing Opinion? - Or
Justice wants to be forced to condemn me by stirring up a bit the "Resistanceistantist" hatreds?... Oh, you know, I was on the staff of the League for four years - and for 20 years at the Suburban City Hall. No political-legal shenanigans can surprise me. I know all the buckets, all the dice, all the bluffs, all the tarot cards... ... I won't trick the French justice if they condemn me to one of those brandons they'll scream about for a long time ... I'm like a professional
boxer. I don't like the clan.... But if they absolutely want to challenge me, it's all on the carpet. I'm not going to go bawling in front of the Civic Chambers of Honesty which will be immediately falsified by the Press. No. I'll print what I have to say in 11 languages and 300,000 copies... Not the slightest hint of collaboration in my case. But we don't judge Paul Morand, nor Brisson, nor Piétri, nor Claudel, nor Bergery... but me ! me ! always ME !" As long as the case hasn't been dismissed at the embassy, he's "still a prisoner on parole in Denmark [...] I don't want to go to France with a laissez-passer either! Something to be arrested at the borders - but a nice, good passport. [...] Otherwise, Zebi! I WON'T ENTER. They'll condemn me and fuck me! These scoundrels won't have long to rejoice!"...