It was ten o’clock in the morning, and I was on my way to the National Assembly as a guest of the Unbowed Legislative Group for the last meeting of the parliamentary session. I opened my messages between Strasbourg-Saint-Denis and Invalides, line 8. There I found friendly words expressing personal solidarity. This is how I found out about the robbery and rampage of my house in the Loiret, 18 hours after it had been…