August 30th, 1979, Belgium. A psychiatrist and his wife speak on the banks of Lake Genval. He is Andre Pinon, a doctor of psychiatry in Brussels. She is Josiane Jeuniau, “secretary of Adviser to the Cabinet of the Minister Donnea”. Her new lover is a Dr Bettens, a colleague of her husband. She wants a quick divorce to do a midnight flit with him. Pinon twirls what seems to be a pen but is in fact a disguised microphone transmitting to a nearby private detective.
“I know everything”, says our intrepid hero, that budding Bond, Dr Pinon.
“Everything?”, the shocked wife, suddenly afraid. She confesses, every Friday her new man organises orgies in which she has been involved, performing deviant sex acts with with at least a dozen people of different sexes and persuasions.
Pinon is rumbled. Not so much by his deft handling of the microphone but by his wife's spotting of the private eye hiding behind a nearby tree. A blazing row breaks out, she storms off.
Dr Pinon is a happy camper. Secretly motivating his espionage antics is the desire to win custody of his children from the local family court. Now, he thinks, he has evidence that may give him his victory. Not important to him at the time is the identities of several of the orgiasts, a Doctor Crokaert, another man a member of the Belgian intelligence services. On September 7th he is burglarised. Nothing is taken but the tape, something that will be familiar to those who have crossed the intelligence services. Nothing hindered, he receives a copy of the recording from the private dick.
The police pass the prosecution to the relevant authorities in Nijvel, the location of the family court in front of which our Pinon was appearing.
Pinon's optimism is misplaced. The Nijvel prosecutor man, Depretre, having a position not analogous to any in this country that I'm aware of, forbids the use of the tape in the family court. The judge gives custody to his wife. Now Pinon is not a happy camper. He gets talkative.
He enlists a sympathiser, one Christine Doret, who tells him that she was involved in the orgies with his wife and, incidentally, a long list of Belgian luminaries, figure that will be familiar to anyone who knows about the Gladio networks. Mathot, vanden Boeynants, Beaurir, Prince Albert, various corrupt businessmen associated with vanden Boeynants (such as de Pauw and Blaton, developers we'll hear about again later). She tells him children were involved. She says the family court judge has selected children from care homes and brought them to the orgies. She claims the wife of Doctor Crokaert, officially claimed to have commited suicide, was murdered. She was found in a locked hotel room with an empty bottle of pills. Another lover of Dr Bettens, it's alleged, driven to suicide.
Doret claims two of the under age participants in the orgies, the ballets roses, commited suicide.
Unwisely she repeats her allegations before a journalist, although once she discovers his true identity she says she will deny everything. Unluckily it was all recorded on tape. This was June 18th 1981.
The journalist is from the left wing magazine Pour, a man called Garot. His editor thinks the story is far fetched but this interview with Doret provides details that can be checked and confirmed. Circumstantial evidence that makes the story workable. Garot gets a phone call from a highly placed source. Panic in political circles, it says.
On July 5th 1981, just before publication of this story in the magazine the offices and printing premises were burned down by Molotov cocktails. Christine Doret, once confronted by investigators, claimed she had dreamed it all up to make Pinon feel better. Give him the comfort of his conspiracy theory, she says. A list was found in the possession of Bettens and revealed by De Morgan, apparently a list of the orgiasts. vanden Boeynants and Mathot don't appear thereon.
Local bigwig Depretre decides on the case: no further actions to be taken. Case closed.
“For” was burned down by the Front de la Jeunesse, a hard right group used for dirty work by the Gladiators. Supposedly they were upset with the magazine for revealing their secret paramilitary training facilities in the Ardennes.
So, it would seem, ends the sordid divorce tale of psychiatrist Andre Pinon.
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