And Deux Metres just stood there like a wooden Indian, didn't even look around, they say. Even his enemies couldn't legitimately question his bravery, ever.
I wonder if it was based in religious fatalism. I'm inclined to think, "So I could die ... *shrug* ... whatever," myself.
Reminds me of a scene near the end of the movie Day of the Jackal where hes got his scope through a tiny window on the top of a large building trained on the back of de Gaulle's head . Just as she shoots, de Gaulle leans over to congratulate an honoree and the bullet hits the ground in front of de Gaulle. Pretty well-done scene - very realistic.