A diary recording the fall of France, written by a leading journalist, who for a time was head of the Ministry of Information. Opinions -- interviews -- anecdotes -- experiences are interchangably recorded; a personal as well as a general picture emerges. One a country that did not want to fight, that preferred butter to guns; one sees the meaningless political manoeuvres, with no real leadership. Reynaud, Daladier, Sohuschnigg, the Duke of Windsor, Ribbentrop, Mandel, Weygand all cross the pages, with censure for all. This is one of the more interesting and more varied accounts of France as it fall. One wonders whether it is too late for current interest, and too soon for an objective viewpoint.