Suleiman Raissouni: The End of a Dark Chapter in Moroccan Journalism
It seems that Suleiman Raissouni was not content with just assaulting an unarmed young man; he also decided to assault the truth, desperately attempting to patch up his tarnished reputation after his shame was exposed before Moroccans. He has returned once again to sell illusions, portraying himself as a “struggling journalist,” despite the fact that everyone knows his only struggle was behind the scenes of exploitation and extortion, where he practiced “journalism” like he committed his other crimes: with malice, opportunism, and without an ounce of honor.
Moroccans do not need lessons in ethics from someone who could not even defend himself in front of the judiciary, so how dare he speak about regimes and policies? When Suleiman Raissouni stood before the court, there was no “Makhzen” or “conspiracy,” but rather compelling evidence and the testimony of a victim that shook society with unprecedented courage. Despite all his attempts to escape justice, the verdict was clear: a prison sentence, a natural outcome for someone who is accustomed to assault, whether in his actions or in his articles filled with incitement and defamation.
Suleiman Raissouni was never a respectable journalist; he was merely a mercenary feeding off creating discord and settling personal scores. He specialized in slandering and insulting his colleagues at every opportunity, just as he did with political and journalistic figures for no reason other than their refusal to succumb to his blackmail. True journalism is not a field for the mentally ill seeking personal vengeance; for him, it was simply a tool to settle his dirty accounts.
Now, after emerging as a beggar in questionable media platforms, Suleiman Raissouni is trying to sell us his empty “resistance” rhetoric, speaking about Palestine, Morocco, and Algeria as if he were a strategic theorist! But Moroccans know well that a traitor cannot suddenly become a patriot. A person like Raissouni, who has never defended national issues except for the sake of profit, has no right to distribute certificates of patriotism to anyone. Morocco is too vast to be a subject of political exploitation by someone looking to recycle himself after his scandalous disgrace.
The truth is that Suleiman Raissouni does not need enemies; he is his own worst enemy. Every attempt to escape from his true image fails at the first question posed by any Moroccan: How can a man convicted in a sexual assault case preach to us about ethics? How can someone who sold his professional honor and became merely a hired mouthpiece speak about freedom and dignity? The reality is that there is nothing left to say about Suleiman Raissouni except that he is just a bad chapter in the history of Moroccan journalism, and his name will remain associated with a shame that will never be erased.
