Yesterday, Monday, September 19th, 2005, at 9.30 am, three Belgian policemen in plain clothes appeared at the Brussels home of Vincent Reynouard. They broke the seals that had been put on the door of his study a week earlier and proceeded to seize his entire stock of publications set for distribution, placing them in 13 or 14 boxes. Then they led Vincent Reynouard to a place where they politely questioned him. They took his fingerprints. After a three-hour wait in a courthouse cell, where his shoelaces and belt were removed and where, in the company of a restless Arab, he could hear incessant noise, shouting and screaming, he was put in handcuffs and escorted to the office of a female examining magistrate. That person, aged about forty, is named Anne Gruwez. Arrogant (“I’m in charge here”), not bothering to conceal her hostility and continually harassing the accused man (“Speak louder”, “Speak less loudly”, “Sit up straight”,…), the lady keeps a painting of Dreyfus before his judges on her office wall. With hatred in her eyes, she questioned Vincent Reynouard at length, then had him know that she was placing him on probation, under five conditions. These are that he 1) cease all revisionist activity; 2) refrain from giving any conferences; 3) submit to a psychiatric examination; 4) take all possible steps to find a job; 5) respond to all further summonses.
At 6.45 pm, Vincent Reynouard retrieved his shoelaces, his belt and all his fortune, amounting to €2.46.
Following the first police intrusion a week ago, Mrs Reynouard, who is expecting her sixth child, had had some health trouble. (Contrary to what I wrote in my previous announcement, the couple have a family of five boys, not four.). Upset after this second police intrusion and worried at the thought that her husband might be going to prison and that she would find herself alone with the children, she has had similar trouble again.
Everyone who knows Vincent Reynouard knows how kind he is. The police themselves have not hidden the fact that they too are aware of this kindness. The female examining magistrate could not be unaware of it. She is therefore all the more unforgivable for behaving towards him as she did.
I remind readers of Vincent Reynouard’s address:
107, Chausée de Vleurgat
Robert Faurisson, September 20, 2005