In the DSK drama, I smell a rat

We've been shocked, this morning, by videos of Dominique Strauss-Kahn in handcuffs. In France, it would be totally illegal to publish such images, since the individual in question is deemed to remain innocent until proven guilty. For the moment, as I write (at 3 o'clock on Monday afternoon, French time), we've still heard no more from the US authorities than the unilateral version of the alleged victim, but not a single element of DSK's reactions… apart from his plea of innocence. In general, we still know very little about the exact circumstances in which this alleged sexual aggression is supposed to have taken place, just as we know little about the alleged victim. I mention in passing that the people who know DSK well would surely like to see a simple photo of this woman, since an image of the alleged victim could indeed be revealing, in one way or another.

It's reassuring to know that a lot of forensic work is apparently going on behind the scenes, to obtain the objective data, the scientific facts. The time factor, above all, is an essential dimension of this affair, since there are several vital details that simply don't seem to add up. Meanwhile, I have a gut feeling that there might be something wrong about this whole affair. Without being able to say explicitly what it is that bothers me, I certainly smell a rat. Curiously, it's a smell that reminds me a little of the recent stench of the notorious weapons of mass destruction in Iraq.