« Damn, I’m not going to go to prison for that. That would break my ass », enrages François in a low voice. The 27-year-old boy, stiff as a rod, has just joined the defendant’s box after a close interrogation. His counsel, Me Hellenbrand, tries to contain the fire, but his client does not budge. “ I’m not going to end up in Queuleu anyway », he seethes. “ I think you will have a little trouble », dares the lawyer. “ And when I leave, what do I do? I will have more girlfriends, more apartments, more money. Should I start the robberies again? », foams François.
He has just had a bad time in front of his judges, courteous but formidable in their precision. François, with a dark and stubborn look, his elbows braced against the bar, is clearly on the defensive. His neighbors accuse him of having a bellicose, noisy, rude and violent temperament.
To some, he says: “ I’m going to kill you, kill you, I’m going to slit your throat. » He is then armed with a knife. To a young woman, he shouts: “ I’m going to smoke you. » And always this knife… Sometimes, it’s with a fork. No better with the Music turned up loud. Very quickly, life becomes unbearable in this building in the north of Moselle, described as a minefield, a hostile place. When the police intervene, the deluge of threats begins again. “ I’m going to slit your throats all. Was it my whore neighbor who called you? But here I am at home you sons of bitches, I’m going to fuck you all », lightning the « black sheep ».
We will have understood, in this theater where everything is excessive, tolerance, solidarity, fraternity are empty words. So being in society together, you don’t have to dream. Moreover, when Farida, a neighbor, comes to testify, she goes straight to the point: “ We want to find tranquility. He terrorizes everyone. At some point you have to say stop. There is a pregnant woman, she doesn’t even dare to leave her house anymore », she denounces, her eyes marked by bitterness and weariness.
“Do you often confuse a phone and a knife? »
François is ready for battle. He denies everything. The threats? “ It’s lies, I didn’t do any of this. I was the one who got attacked as soon as I opened my door. » There are still many complainants. “I don’t know these people. I’ve never seen them. They must have gotten together to charge me. For what ? I don’t know. » Music to burst your eardrums? “ If someone asks me nicely, in polite mode, I turn down the sound. » So he demands respect.
At the bistro, when the owner refuses him a beer given his aggressive attitude with his knife and his bloody hands, he replies: “ I will come back ». Explication : « I fell off my scooter and was bloody. » « Is your first instinct when you’re injured to go to a bar? », asks President Sébastien Céribac. “ I wanted to drink and take a bandage. But I didn’t have a knife in my hand. They must have seen the reflection of my phone. » “Do you often confuse a phone and a knife? », says Mr. Céribac with a smile between sarcasm and mischief.
Then he continues: “ When people see you with a knife, you say: it’s not me. Every time. And if I understand correctly, everyone is mad at you, even the police », summarizes the president. Nothing to disassemble the character. He even adds more. “ Once, there were five of them on my landing, coming to make a mess. I didn’t even go out, otherwise they would have beaten me up. Apart from hearsay there is nothing else in this file », decides François, determined to set himself up as the sole judge of his actions. He’s going to have a hard time.
He has already spent 7 years in Luxembourg jails. He was released on May 7 and is currently on probation. He is unemployed, but he has 1,200 euros of monthly income.
He gets a total of 16 months, with a committal warrant. Blinded with fury, François then allows himself a final kick: “ It’s nonsense, you put people in prison for nothing ».
Antonella Krebs
NB: All the first names of the defendants have been changed.
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