Corse-Matin: Precisely, Monsieur Idrissi, since you have mentioned human laws. The newspapers have talked a great deal lately about the murder of Drago Bianchi, the businessman from Nice who planned to build a luxury hotel on the top of the Revellata Peninsula, and who boasted in the pages of this very newspaper less than a month ago that he had obtained the support of the local authority Prefect, the Region and the Regional Tourist Board. What does this murder mean to you?

— Nothing more than it does to most Corsicans around here. I didn’t weep at the news of his death, I didn’t send a wreath to his funeral, but I don’t remember his friends the Prefect, the Regional President, or the Chairman of the Regional Tourist Board having been moved to do any of those things either. You have to be careful about what you read in the newspapers and the protection you think you might have. That’s my answer, but perhaps your question contained some kind of innuendo? If that is the case, I’m sorry, it was put in the wrong way. And is pointless. (He smiles.) You can’t possibly imagine that I would confess, over tea and while enjoying canistrelli prepared by my wife, that I was the one who murdered him?

Corse-Matin: Of course not. Of course, Monsieur Idrissi. Let us forget about that affair and stick to principles and values. How far would you go to protect your land? Would you go so far as, and I’m going to be a little bit brutal here, as far as killing someone?