Corruption, le silence des braves gens. The silence of good people

Corruption, le silence des pantoufles

Propos de troquet. Thème : la corruption, une plaie, dire que les gens ne font rien.. que c'est avec notre argent que.. les flics ne font pas leur boulot.. et la justice c'est pareil.. tous pourris etc.. Puis l'un se lance au sujet d'un certain Dupont, un poids-lourd, notaire de son état.
− Cui-là c'est le pompon! Au cours d'une succession, y avait plein de bijoux et quand ils sont revenus de manger, les scellés avaient été enlevés et il en manquait.. Marcel lui a dit "mais il en manque" et l'autre lui a répondu "mêle-toi de ce qui te regarde".. Alors si je le sais !

− Mais il a rien dit, Marcel ?

− Si, il me l'a dit à moi, il était écœuré.

− Mais aux flics? 

− Il pouvait pas, il est Garde Municipal. 

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Corruption, the silence of the slippers

In a bar, two men are chatting. Theme: corruption, a wound, a calamity, people do nothing, they are cowards, this is our money which is spoilt, justice is not doing its job and so on.. In short, all rotten. Then, one of the two starts speaking about a Dupont. One bigger rotten of the place, never condemned. -The justice never had evidences.-

 − I know he is a rotten, Dupont ! In a succession, there was lot of jewellery and when they returned from lunch, the seals had been removed and some were missing .. Marcel told him "but there were necklaces and brooches!" and the other replied "This is none of your business".. So if I know!

 − But he did not say anything, Marcel?

 −Yes I tell you, he said to me, that’s why I know it very well, he was disgusted, if you had seen.

 − But to the cops, he did not speak ?

 − Oh no, he could not! he is Municipal Guard !