telephone tapping in the face of fading memories

This is the sentence that the walls of the courtroom where the Isère Assize Court sits have heard most often: “It was a long time ago, I don’t remember.” » Out of the mouths of the accused, sometimes; witnesses, often. Because the years, fear or guilt have altered their memory, voluntarily or not, since that tragic day when police officers wrote their fresh memories in black and white. Since this phone call during which, not knowing that they were being listened to by the investigators, they spoke about the facts with a relative. A little too freely.

“It was a long time ago, I don’t remember. ” It is…