“Saint Molotov, why such a name?” often resonates when you meet the man. “Saint Rita is the patroness of the impossible cases for the Christians and has become my companion on the roads. I come from the working class, and grew up in the suburbs of Paris. Molotov cocktails were pretty much what you were left with to get heard. This is why Saint Molotov can be the Patron you turn to when you have run through your stock of hope”, he answers with a tender smile on his face.