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Mobile phone disturbance
Those darn mobile phones are so annoying.Looks like Mr. Abderazak Besseghir is going to have a hard time convincing us that "Step Mommy did it".
Unless she also took his cell phone and called two acknowledged Islamofascists, right before putting those guns and explosives in his Peugeot's trunk.
What's more, analysis revealed traces of the explosives in several places in the car, which means they'd been moved around and not put directly in the trunk.
Besides, and despite his assertions, the second set of keys of his Peugeot was detained by the former car's owner, and not by his in-laws.
But let's not jump to conclusions, shall we?
Let's just wait and see what Abderazak will come up with.
Society is to blame
I'm 35.17 years ago, I was just finishing college, still had high school to go with, had little, if no, resources and was living in a small countryside village where one could hardly do anything without being able to drive.
Therefore, I passed the tests to obtain my driver's license. I would say that theory was a piece of cake, but I failed practice the first time. Like most people I guess, I get pretty jumpy on exam days but most of all, I was refused the precious piece of paper mostly because of a divergence of opinion, between the inspector and myself pertaining to a driving situation.
On a very short segment of road (a few hundreds of meters) between two cities, the inspector would have wanted me to reach the speed limit of 50 miles/h while, on the other hand I had decided to maintain a slow speed, emphasizing a slightly curved track resulting in a low visibility and the continuing presence of habitations all along the shoulders, with potential pedestrians crossing anytime.
Estimating that increasing my speed up to 50 Miles/h wasn't adequate under such conditions of reduced visibility, I chose caution against regulation and road signs.
The inspector heard my explanations but stuck to the manual and, judging probably that I was unable to drive fast enough, refused to grant me the license.
I said "All right Sir, G'd day to you Sir" and I left, without slamming the door. A bit p***ed maybe, but that's life.
Abdelkader Loukarif is 32.
Of Algerian birth, he's been living in France for three years, is married, works regularly and received the French nationality.
On April the 5 this year, in Strasbourg, when the inspector told him he failed the practice exam of his driving license's test, Abdelkader answered with a "You fucking nigger", told him "you're a dead man" and, with the help of his 30 year old brother beat up this 57 years old mere man knocking him with their heads, hands and feet. Abdelkader even took a stone on a small wall nearby, to hit his victim with, but was prevented to do so by his brother.
These two living examples of integration, respect of the Republic's law, oriental wisdom, and fecundity of "multicultural" societies succeeded, with their bare hands to inflict a head injury and the loss of a testicle to a lone man, twice their age for a futile motive, along with racial insults which, by themselves would have triggered the protests of the progressivist Left wing forces, fervid defenders of the Human Rights... If only the aforementioned Human had been poor Abdelkader himself, or his poor little brother.
And not just another "fucking nigger", who is, moreover, a lackey of the Government (driving license's inspectors are civil servants)
M. Hincker, Abdelkader's lawyer consider anyway that he :
must not be a scapegoatMeaning, of course, poor Abdelkader, and not the one designated as a "fucking nigger" and beat up collectively.
Moreover M. Hincker estimates that :
He (Abdelkader) didn't lead a punitive expedition against an inspector, it's just an occurrence. He came to France with his own culture. The root of this affair is the misrecognition of the other's attitude. More than care, he needs to attend French classes and to be more integratedNow, I do have a hard time deciding what's the most outrageous here: Abdelkader's deeds (which, despite the ambient angelism are reprehensible and, hopefully, will be repressed by the law) or the iniquity of his attorney and his underlying disdain for his client's victim of whom, beyond physical suffering, I don't dare to imagine psychological aftermath.
There is, however, one point with which I would agree.
This kind of brutal freak whose cowardice equals his despicable xenophobia needs to attend French classes (even though he sounds effective when it comes to racial insults and threats), civic duty explanations and, whatever the post-68 defenders of an outlandish laxity would think, ethics lessons.
In short, learning the difference between Barbary and Civilization.
He may then apply for a place among the society of Mankind.
As for now, the "culture" with which, according to his attorney, he came to France, certainly does not allow him to do so.
He stays outside, with the beasts.
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