When it started.

The bridge was on fire, a rainbow fire, you could see the flames from downtown, green, red, chewed pink, blue, an electric blue.It was the 31st december 1999. The Whole town, the whole country, Europe, THE world was ready to celebrate the new millenium. For the occasion, lights everywhere, power station on full capacity, boiling wires and then every single villages was on fire. And on fear. For some the fear was the new millenium with its mystic procession of ghosts crawling from the sepia depiction of the Apocalypse , in the capital cities mystic and prophets in coat howling the repentance, preaching the End of the world , the arrival of diverses ET and all kind of fucked up animals species the sciences and the nature could never think of. All kind of bloody and medieval visions were predicted for that night. For others, the pragmatic 9-5 family the great fear was an electronic one: THE BUG. The specialist predicted that our dear computers would not be able to display the year 2000. It made the title of the news for weeks and weeks, all the datas kept in our cherished and vital binary systems would probably be fucked because of "0" numbers. It's going to be the great catastrophe, the worst, the whole economical market could be shut. But everyhting went fineand our dear digital system at 00:00:01 showed the right : 01:01:2000. HA. So now everybody can get drunk and high, we were saved our credit cards will burn in debts for the big occasion. However that night, France experienced one of its biggest storm, the windy waves put on the ground electric pylones, switch off power stations, cut the phone lines. The storm get on and on for few days and France was paralysed. People have to remember the old ways to get lights at night, to get hot water, the grand ma becames the new stars. We were all waiting for the millenium dicgital catastrophe and we were fucked by a wild wind. I never forget that first week of january 2000. Get fucked by a storm.