On Fridays attacks in Paris there can be nothing more Parisian than a restaurant or café terrace on a balmy evening, though balmy evenings in November used to be rare.
The terrorists who machine-gunned pavement terraces in the 10th and 11th arrondissements of the French capital chose their targets with care. This is the Parisian Hackney – a once-gritty haunt of the young and trendy.
The kind of people who drink or eat on the rue de Charonne or on the rue Bichat, or who attend gigs at the Bataclan rock venue, are not supporters of Marine Le Pen or even Nicolas Sarkozy. They are young, liberal-minded and tolerant – precisely the kind of people that Islamic State, and its deluded minions, most despise.