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Sabri Essid Trial: On Day Three, His Wife's Chilling Testimony on the Yazidi Genocide

Justice ✍️ Éric Mandonnet 🕒 2026-03-19 21:08 🔥 Views: 1

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It is a world away, a far cry from the propaganda videos of ISIS. Here, in the defendants' box, Sabri Essid – or Belgacem Sabri, as he's known to the civil registry – is just a man staring at his shoes. Around him, the words of the survivors strike, jolt, and shatter the hushed silence of the courtroom. We are on the third day of this historic trial, the first in France to judge one of its own citizens for complicity in the genocide of the Yazidi community. And this Wednesday, it was an unexpected voice that spoke up: that of his own wife.

"I Realised I Was the Wife of a Monster"

For years, she was the one people saw without really noticing. The quiet, docile girl who got caught up in the Artigat network, the shadowy Toulouse-based group that sent dozens of French nationals to join the ranks of the Islamic State. Described by her lawyers as "an obedient, beautiful girl who knows the Quran," she followed her husband to Syria. There, in Raqqa, daily life quickly descended into horror. "I realised I was the wife of a monster on the third day," she said in a flat, hollow voice. It wasn't a sudden flash of clarity, but a slow and relentless discovery of the brutal machinery of ISIS.

She told her story. The Yazidi slaves penned in basements, the young girls sold like cattle in the market, the gang rapes that were a regular feature of the emirs' evenings. Sabri Essid wasn't just a foot soldier. He managed "human inventory," took part in the trafficking, and selected women for his comrades. His wife, confined to their marital apartment, tried to look the other way. Until the day she met the gaze of a Yazidi child in the stairwell. "She was ten, maybe younger. She was naked, covered in bruises. That's when I understood that my husband was at the heart of this system."

Testimonies of "Extreme Gravity"

The court then heard from three other women. Their words, of extreme gravity, sent a chill through the room. They were not the wives of the perpetrators, but the direct victims. One of them, a Yazidi survivor, described the organisation of the caliphate:

  • Families torn apart, men executed in front of their loved ones;
  • Women and children "given" to fighters as spoils of war;
  • Daily transfers between Syrian and Iraqi provinces, managed by logisticians like Sabri Essid;
  • Forced conversions and systematic rape, part of a deliberate logic of eradication.

What these accounts highlight is the French connection within this machine. Because Sabri Essid is not an isolated case. He is a product of the Artigat network, named after the small town in the Lauragais region where, in the early 2000s, a group radicalised an entire generation right under the noses of intelligence services. It was there that Essid crossed paths with many other French jihadists. A sprawling network that provided the Islamic State with some of its most zealous leaders.

The stakes of this trial therefore go beyond a single individual. It is about legally recognising French involvement – via its nationals – in the genocide of the Yazidi people. A community that, in 2014, suffered a methodical attempt at extermination: more than 5,000 men killed, thousands of women and children subjected to sexual slavery. Today, as survivors slowly rebuild their lives in Iraqi Kurdistan, the court is trying to put words to the unspeakable. "This isn't about revenge," concluded the lawyer for one of the civil parties. "It's a duty of remembrance and humanity."

The verdict is not expected for several weeks. But one thing is already certain: these three days of hearings have definitively stripped away the mask of the man who, in the eyes of his own wife, is nothing more than a monster.