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France: ‘Psychologically fragile’ veiled Muslima found with box cutter, documents on explosives

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Of course she was “psychologically fragile.” What else could she possibly be? Jihad? You mean the spiritual struggle? What could that possibly have to do with terrorism?

“Anti-terrorist prosecutor’s office: a young woman suspected of preparing a terrorist act placed in police custody,” translated from “Parquet antiterroriste : une jeune femme soupçonnée de préparation d’un acte terroriste placée en garde à vue,” by Jean Forneris, France 3, September 16, 2022 (thanks to Medforth):

Arrested in Enghien-les-Bains in Val-d’Oise, a 22-year-old young woman was taken into police custody on Friday for possession of documents relating to the commission of attacks.

It was during a simple check in Enghien-les-Bains in Val-d’Oise that the young woman was arrested. Yesterday, Thursday, September 15, according to the national anti-terrorist prosecutor’s office, police officers met a young woman wearing a full veil and carried out an identity check.

By inspecting her mobile phone, the police realize that it presents icons relating to the manufacture of explosives and contains Islamist propaganda documents. They then grab her purse and discover a box cutter in it.

The police then go to search the home of the young woman and they get their hands on handwritten notes relating to the commission of attacks and other documents on explosives according to the prosecution.

Custody at the anti-terrorist sub-directorate
The young woman was placed in police custody for 96 hours at the SDAT, in the premises of the anti-terrorist sub-directorate in Levallois-Perret.

The police want to know the exact nature of the young woman’s project, to know what her possible contacts with terrorist organizations would be.

The National Anti-Terrorist Prosecutor’s Office speaks of a psychologically fragile person. The young woman has never been prosecuted for acts relating to terrorism.

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