Stéphane is appalled by the acts of fascists of every stripe. He confronts some skinheads who have just desecrated a Jewish cemetery, then takes refuge on the doorstep of Bessie, his Black lover, where he reflects on the insanity of hatemongers and on his difficult relationship with Bessie.

« STÉPHANE : I hurt Bessie | I hurt all over | I feel like crying | Play me something | I'll write you a poem | and when I come up | i'll give it to you | You know that | without love | a poet is nothing | […] Help me be clear and true | like love | It's only hate | that wears hoods. »

"Yvan Bienvenue's raw, angry and beautifully poetic Règlement de contes is a potent reminder that we can still stand up to be counted, and that even a straight, white, Catholic male cannot only empathize with all of our racial, religious and sexual minorities, but he can even be passionately moved to oppose those who hate them." Aurèle Parisien, Hour, October 12, 1996.