Dbibina, as with the “Pegasus” affair, likes to let time prove itself. Indeed, after almost 3 years and the start of this scandal falsely accusing Hammouchi’s men of having spied on the whole planet earth, well, we note, with a certain satisfaction, how the sponsored defamers drown pathetically in their explanations to justify the unjustifiable.
And today we find ourselves with a whole new scandal bearing, this time, the more specific name of “MarocGate”, accusing, fallaciously, Mansouri’s men (if it is not the one it is the another) to have corrupted all the deputies of the European Parliament….If Dbibina was inclined to leave, as usual, time to prove himself on this affair to better revel, later, on the remains of the licensed defamers…. fate would have it otherwise…
Because while doing research on the net to better understand this sudden Moroccan-phobic fever that seems to affect Macronie and his circle of influence…. I came across the name of the Belgian investigating judge, charged by the French DGSE, to the effect of pushing Morocco as hard as it can within the framework of the “MarocGate” affair….His name is Michel Claise!!!!
If by typing his name on Google, the press under the orders of mama franssa, do not skimp on superlatives to designate this judge “anti-corruption”, “who is not afraid of the powerful” and patati et patata….
Dbibina, with its own research software, discovered that the choice of this judge was not at all trivial, knowing that the French intelligence services, which had done their research beforehand, smelled the good shot with this racist judge with neocolonialist prejudices on Morocco as we love it in macronie….
Indeed, 10 years ago, Michel Claise, between two cases in court, liked to express his Moroccan-phobic frustrations by writing….not a diary….but detective novels intended for sale in bookstores…. and one of these books was called “Souvenirs du Rif” with a pretty cannabis leaf as an illustration….
As you will have understood, the judge is going to talk to us about the trafficking of cannabis between Morocco and Europe….but not without peddling his own remarks full of racist prejudices and this, from the first paragraph of the first chapter where we learns that its main character, namely a French policeman named Alain Denoyer, has been sent to us, in the rif region, where apparently “every cm² is devoted to the cultivation of hashish” (good bah shit me who wanted swimming in Al Hoceima this summer), in order to carry out his investigation with the aim of bringing down a Moroccan criminal network of drug trafficking (as if we don’t have a policeman at home to do this job at home)….
Seeing all the same that this French policeman could not get by alone in Nador, described as the “capital of cannabis trafficking” (no one has ever called it that… but hey…), the judge-writer said to himself just we stick a “guide” on him, who will be the only non-corrupt police officer in Morocco, because, according to the author, everything else is corrupt (so we see directly pk he was chosen for “MarocGate”)…
Then begins the investigation in the field where the French policeman and his Moroccan “guide” go to a field of cannabis cultivation, in which they cross the path, according to the author, of “sweaty women, skirts raised and attached to the belt, open shirt letting their udders escape, a club in hand, forcefully hitting the cannabis plants stuck in ditches or wedged in large jute bags”…..
Uh Mimi Claise, I don’t personally know how you imagine the Riffian woman in the cannabis growing fields….. but believe me that “the breasts in the air” is really the last thing you will see at an old Riffian woman who cultivates a field….and even less one who passes the salam to you, without embarrassment, “while she is sitting urinating”….what you are telling us this t’s an episode in “Rendezvous in Unknown Land”…..Wake up Mimi!!!!
Tell yourself that all this is only the first chapter of his racist rag…..the second chapter comes to explain to us how the French policeman through the eyes of the examining magistrate of “MarocGate” perceives Morocco….a country “which has not yet reached the 21st century” and where in its “pale neon” cafes, they serve “stale salads, garnished with bland olives and drowned in oil”….
Before painting the portrait of the Moroccan prisoner, who would almost make the victimized clan of the pro-Omar Radi jealous, Soulaimane Raissouni or even Mohamed Ziane did not think of victimizing himself in this way….like when he tells us that the prisoners with us well bah “do not eat” and are entitled to just “one bucket of water a day to either shower or drink”…..or both…..(at one point I wondered if Mimi Claise was writing on hashish trafficking or smoked hashish while writing…)
But where are the Moroccan police services in all this, judge-writer? ah well for him the answer is quickly found…. they are all corrupt…. at their head “the policeman in full uniform” (yes it is a rank according to Michel) who, he, lives squarely in “a superb official house worthy of an embassy, with policemen in machine guns in front of his house, and a Rolex in his hand”…..basically in Morocco it is Tony Montana who is at the head of the Nador police….and of course in seen and known to all….
And this, despite the fact that the DGSN-DGST pole under the direction of Hammouchi has made the fight against corruption its hobbyhorse….
In the middle of his novel, the examining magistrate informs us of a trap laid by the “corrupt Moroccan policemen” to neutralize the “non-corrupt French” (it goes without saying) by sending him two prostitutes to “the beauty oriental” to charm him…..of course for a big old Belgian pervert it was a must for the prostitute with oriental beauty….
Well after having precisely described the body of this oriental beauty to us as the good pervert that it is….the main character of our examining magistrate who returned to France ended up closing the file himself without the help from Morocco (although it is a Moroccan criminal network according to the book) where he will finally discover that drugs were used to finance… terrorism…
Nice that he is the Frenchman….he still wanted to inform his poor Moroccan counterparts, overwhelmed by the events, of the conclusions of his investigation, thus pushing them to unlock “by a miracle” all the authorizations in order to let the French do work with us…
Would you like to tell the examining magistrate that if there is cooperation and assistance in the fight against the terrorist threat…this one comes exclusively from Morocco to France, insofar as the Moroccan DGST has avoided our French friends number of attacks including the most recent in 2015….but that would be preaching in a vacuum….
This article is originally published on barlamane.com