It's war in Middle East. It's war, and it must be called with its name. With its cursed name. Those who pay for it are always and only civilians. What can we do? A song? Another one? We don't know. But let's stop it, anyway.

Juny 1969. The revolt of Sardinian shepherds and peasants against the installation of a firing ground and pasture militarization: Pratobello.

With the Italian version of Maxime Le Forestier's Je m'en fous de la France, also the versions/commentaries reach number 4000. By accident, this coincides with the finale of the Soccer World Championship. Nous nous en foutons de la France, de l'Italie et de toutes les "patries".