For those who have forgotten me, I will transcribe my notice published in Who's Who before the scandal that forced me to abandon my brutally portfolio of Minister of Finance:
Who's Who
JAPP (Emile, Marie), Inspector of Finance,
born August 15, 1939 to Sarlat (Dordogne).
Son of Jules barking, inspector of finances
and Mrs., nee Mary Courtemont.
Divorced from Miss Yvonne GALLEY (one child: Vincent).
Education: Lycée Henri IV and Law Faculty of PARIS.
Degrees: Bachelor of Laws, graduated from
Institut d'Etudes Politiques PARIS,
Career: student at the Ecole Nationale d'Administration
Assistant Inspector of Finance,
Inspector Finance
Deputy Director of External Finance,
Technical Advisor at the Secretariat General
the Presidency of the Republic, Head of the Treasury,
Secretary of State for the Budget,
Minister of Economy and Finance.
Decorations: Chevalier de la Legion d'Honneur,
Officer of the Order of Merit,
Member of the Group of Thirty, the century
President of the Association of Friends of Georges Clemenceau,
works and works: In Search of a liberal necessary planning
Address: Logis de Sengresse MUGRON 40250
Editor's Note,
In China, where he had removed, Emile barking, the former finance minister, sent me this script and asked me to wait a year to publish it. This delay was necessary to complete the large-scale manufacturing of glasses to Frederick. The publication of this book marks the starting point of distribution on the French market.
PRELUDE Black Tuesday in BERCY
CHAPTER I My two families
CHAPTER II killings Emilio JAPP
CHAPTER III Vincent
CHAPTER IV Goggles to Frederic
CHAPTER V Hypnosis in the teacher RAVANEL
CHAPTER VI Epilogue
Black Tuesday in BERCY
Tuesday 18 pm in my office as Minister of Finance.
I was preparing my speech to the Council of Ministers of the day when John FOX, my chief of staff, entered decomposed into my office. His hands trembled. He handed me the number of chained Duck tomorrow.
A huge cut under the first page:
"The finances of the French Republic at the hands of the grand-son of Sicilian godfather, Emilio JAPP!".
And the subtitle:
"Information provided by the Italian special services to their French counterparts"
Article resumed, in fact, a confidential note the DIA, the police anti-mafia Italian, that accompanied a flowchart of the main "famiglie" of the Sicilian Cosa Nostra.
After a long journey, the research initiated by General Dalla Chiesa shortly before his assassination, were the three main lifts historic leaders of the "octopus " Vito Genovese, Giuseppe Masseria, Al Capone . Above them, in the shadows, the true "boss of bosses " Emilio barking, my grandfather.
This paper attracted the attention of the French Government on the situation of one of his ministers and the risks of blackmail that could weigh on the holder of a key position in finance and taxation.
The blow was terrible. The document was more than three months. My colleague, Minister of Interior than I had said nothing. Clearly aware, neither Prime Minister nor the President of the Republic had seen fit to alert me or ask me. In their minds, so I would have intentionally concealed that relationship so close. This desire for secrecy on my part does not justify it all suspicion?
I decided to put an immediate end to my political career, one of the most brilliant and promising of my generation: Director of Treasury at thirty-one years, Secretary General of the Government, thirty-five and Minister of Finance thirty-nine.
I wrote on the field my resignation letter. Then I summoned the members of my Cabinet and told them that no more than my father, I never knew who this man we went down and we knew nothing. Then, with my chief of staff, I drew up the guidelines for my successor and was preparing to release my honorable senior staff.
Wednesday, 10 hours, Council of Ministers.
heavy atmosphere.
While the article Duck chained should occupy the minds of all, no mention was made there. I waited until the end of the meeting for request the President of the Republic permission to speak. Briefly, I mentioned the article, recalled the fate of my father, killed in the corps in June 1940 and that of my mother, dead, strafed by German aircraft in return for identifying the body of her husband. Orphan under a year, I was raised by my maternal family. We had never mentioned to me the figure of my paternal grandfather, or my family or around me or in my environment. I added have been bruised more than anything by the fact that no one informed me not alerted. I finished my speech with the delivery of my letter of resignation to the President of the Republic. I informed the Council that I retired to the countryside to think in peace. I assured that I stood at the disposal of any judicial or administrative authority wishing to question me. Then I got up, saluted the head of state with a brief nod and went without anything, not a word or gesture, do not to threaten the heavy silence of that farewell.
Wednesday Afternoon: Departure for my country home in the Landes
between the Elysée and the small village of MUGRON where, shortly before I ' had bought the house from Sengresse, black hole.
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