Ticket. In Saint-Tropez, Cruchot is stronger than Retailleau

This isn't yet Sarkozy, who occupied the media space morning, noon, and night, even at night, a Sarko and in bed. But a year and a half before the presidential election, the Minister of the Interior is doing Retailleau. Operation "total shield" too, almost every day on social networks, congratulating himself on a cocaine seizure on the A63, denouncing "those who want to halalize public space" after the cancellation of Barbie in Noisy-le-Sec or declaring war on copper thieves. We also saw him on the fire of the century in Aude, heard him on the desecration of the tomb of the unknown soldier... Not everything has always gone as planned, censure of the Constitutional Council on the extension of the detention of foreigners deemed dangerous. Although, not sure that's so bad for his popularity rating.

And here are the burglary figures. Drum roll from Place Beauvau: they are "significantly down," both residential and commercial, enough to comfort the president of the Republicans, a bright spot for his ambitions, if it weren't for this cloud crossing the sky of the Var. Because Saint-Tropez is afraid. Bag snatchings are on the rise there, wealthy tourists are being targeted. Even a prominent figure in organized crime was a victim, caught on the street, in the middle of a game of pétanque. 23 thefts of luxury watches this summer, three armed robberies in villas... The CRS (riot police) have been sent in as reinforcements, the mayor speaks of "rampant violence," the lieutenant-colonel evokes a "radicalization of delinquency." This is a big stone in the beach shoe of the minister, sheriff of all France but incapable of securing a picture-postcard setting. Saint-Tropez, the Barclay years, the Bardot years and Sergeant Cruchot, when all it took was an undercover policeman to dismantle the bare-asses gang, at the time, that was the main scourge of the summer.