We are more than ever surrounded by ants. They push the dust uneasily at top speed. They take no interest in us. Not one raises its head. This is the most tightly closed society that could exist, although outdoors they constantly spread out in all directions. It doesn't matter, to realize their projects, their preoccupations... they are among themselves... everywhere. And until this moment, not one has raised its head towards us. It would rather be crushed.