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To revolutionaries away from the front line
Whether you are Egyptian or not, living abroad or cant leave your home in Cairo, you can still make a difference. Just because you are not at the front lines, doesnt mean you can help the revolution, and never EVER let anyone make you doubt your level of humanity and dignity.
here are a number of things you can do:
1- Spread Information, photos, videos. we are documenting history, and giving the revolution a voice.
2- Word of mouth: I know its very annoying and tiring, but when you talk with everyone about what’s happening it helps, especially those who are against the revolution. argue, know your facts, be confident, always tell the truth, and anyone with a heart will understand.
3- Make Calls: if you’re in Egypt, call the directory, restaurants, even telephone services, just ask the employee if he’s aware of the army killing the people in tahrir. if you’re abroad, call your government, most western governments support SCAF, annoy them till they do something about it.
4-Supplies and Aid: while the war of information is very important, people are dying as you read this, they need medical supplies. revolutionaries at the front line need helmets, send those to the square.
5- Protest at the Egyptian embassy.
Even when you answer one of the people cussing out revolutionaries on twitter, that is a form of support. if you cant be at tahrir, you can certainly help.
أكتر العواطف المهمة بالنسبة لي، أفضل انها تفضل جوايا، يمكن لو طلعاتها للحظة، قيمتها تروح. من العواطف دي، الحزن على الشهيد.
عمري ما حسيت اني مضطرة اكتب عن الشهيد، أو احساسي لما بفكر فيه، أو في أمه، أو لما بتصور نفسي مكان أخته.
عمري ماقررت اني لازم أعمل حاجات معينة عشان أثبت لنفسي أو لغيري اني بحترم الشهيد أو اني مش هاموت غير لما أجيب حقه أو ان مبيعديش عليا يوم غير لما بافكر فيه و في حاجات ممكن تكون هايفة، زي اني بتخيل نفسي وأنا بقول للشهيد نكت قالشة، كان هايقول عليا بايخة؟
فيه ناس من كتر الحزن، عينيها بتروح، أو اعصابها بتتدمر. أعتقد اني جربت الحزن الشديد، بس الحزن بالنسبة لي، فيه فخ، أصل أنا من النوع اللي ممكن يسلم للإكتئاب بقى و حاجات من النوع دة.فأنا مش عايزة استسلم لإحساس مش هيشجعني على أي حاجة كويسة. أحسن لي اركز الطاقة دي في حاجة إيجابية، أفيد بيها نفسي و المجتمع.
بس سيبك من الكلام دة، أنا عن نفسي، نفسي أموت شهيدة، فداء الوطن، بس لما أموت، مش عايزة حد يزعل. نهائي. و مش عايزة حد يلبس اسود. عشان أنا مش شايفة إن الموت حاجة كئيبة. هو حد متأكد أصلاً إيه اللي بيحصل بعد الموت؟ طيب، أنا بقى متفائلة. عشان التفاؤل، مبينفعنيش غيره. بس كدة.
I have spent Eid holidays away from the family for the last three years,living abroad. The first day of Eid would pass like any other normal day; we go to work in the morning and arrive home late. If it wasn’t for the odd phone call from the family, we wouldn’t even realize it was Eid.
But for me this Eid was different, this was the first Eid we would spend with the family after our return.
But the military decided that it is not our right to celebrate. I spent Eid in the cell and my family spent it in a queue that lasted the whole day, just to end up just so a few of them could be admitted to see me in a visit lasting minutes in the presence of police agents twice their number.
Between making sure my mother – who has started a hunger strike for my release – is okay. And the intensity of not being able to exchange letters with Manal, those minutes were gone, and the first day of Eid passed.
The staff and officers of the prison have to celebrate Eid and that means the prison only works at half of its capacity. So then, close these cells four days straight. No visits, no breaks, no newspapers, no food from outside visitors to get in. What? You want criminals to celebrate Eid?
If it wasn’t for your tweets that were sent in the form of Eid telegraphs, I wouldn’t have felt that there was Eid happening in the outside world. Thank you to everyone who went to the trouble to send them, and thank you to the people who came up with the idea.
Eid is over and gone. Now it’s the turn of my birthday. As for my birthday, it has been four years since I have celebrated it with the family. But this time,it was supposed to be extra special, my 30th birthday, my first realization or confession that I have entered the adult world without return. Days before the birth of Khaled, on November 18th the day we return to Tahrir square. I was planning on celebrating with my revolution comrades at the square, and with the family later at night.
And of course it’s on a Friday, so no visits and the cell door won’t be opened.
Oh well, you should celebrate it for me at the square.
The only moments that I feel happy are those when I hear news of your solidarity with me – whether it’s protests in front of the Appeal Prison (which I unfortunately did not hear because I was being held on the other side but i heard about it from other prisoners), or the protests against military trials that are all over the country from Luxor to Alexandria, or protests in Oakland and San Fransisco whose protesters entered my heart that, even though I only stopped there for a short visit when I attended their sit ins and meetings.
So the Eid passed, and my birthday will pass, I’m used to spending them away from the family. But the birth of Khaled, my first son, how can I miss it? How can I bear not being next to Manal at this time? How can I bear waiting for news, waiting to hear if they’re okay or not? How can I bear not seeing his face, not seeing his mother’s face when she sees his? How can I be able to look him in the eyes after my release when I promised him he will be born free? We named him Khaled in loyalty to a big debt we owe Khaled Said. And instead of imprisoning his killer, we are imprisoned?
translated by Sarrah Abdelrahman
edited by Sarah Carr
original post here: http://manalaa.net/node/88075
I was thinking the other day why the international media doesnt pay much attention to pro-Mubaraks, for objectivity, and thought they dont have the same numbers that we have at all. And getting the side of the Supreme Council of Armed forces(SCAF) is pro Mubarak enough. But the SCAF uses many tools to get what they want, one of them is Ahmed Spider.. yes, it's Ahmed SpiderI remember back in 2008 when I discovered this hilarious website, that I forwarded to all of my friends, just before anyone else discovers it and we used to go on it whenever we're in need of some laughs. Its of a singer named ahmed spider, an egyptian with gel in his long hair, wears bandanas, blue contact lenses, and a poem he wrote is played as soon as you enter the site his poems and songs are mainly about lost love and revenge. he says them very softly. here is the site now which is under construnction http://www.ahmedspider.net/ After the revolution started there were some poeple that thought the country is falling apart and they chose Mubarak over freedom so there were pro Mubarak protests since the 2nd of february in Mostafa Mahmoud square, even though thats where I started protesting on Jan 28 but they ruined it forevr. Ahmed Spider then founded a group on facebook trying to prove that Wael Ghonim is an agent from the US and masonic he also has a lot of other theories about the 9/11 attacks and world politics. and they are all connected with odd conspiracy theories. "Faraeen", a channel owned by Tawfik Okasha a man who appeals of many of the rural areas, and always attacks presidential candidates and pro revolution public figures, gave Ahmed spider his first tv appearance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBIhQlXB4zc this is the episode where he explains how Ghonim is masonic. he mainly attacks 6th of april moevemnt, socialists, el baradei and wael ghonimduring the July sit in of tahrir, he started another sit in to ENDORSE the scaf in masr el gedid.. there were about 40 people ther Tawfik Okasha then decided to give Spider the platform to say whatever he wants, by giving him his own show "Spider on Facebook" (spider ala el facebook) and this show is when he started "proving" that wael ghonim is masonic, 6th of april movement is fake and works for the US, and Alaa abdelfattah killed soldiers. Spider doesnt only bash revolutionaries he is the one that actually files cases against them to the military, one of them being Asmaa Mahfouz and the very latest, Alaa AbdelFattah, in which he went again on the Tawfik Okasha talk show to claim that Alaa was responsible for the Maspero events and enciting violence. He has been taking personal photos of Alaa with his wife, and friends and using these photos to validate his arguments that dont make sense. And that actually never works, but for some reason it works with SCAF, and SCAF uses spider for their own benefit to get rid of the revolution one activist at a time.
In my highschool, we put on a play named “pippin”, yes, the famous musical.. about that hero that just keeps repeating that phrase “i feel empty and vacant”
i think I know the significance of this phrase now..
Is it because I used to have 3 jobs plus the university load and now that I am unemployed and graduated I feel empty? or is it because the sit in has been forced out of tahrir and public opinion is against revolutionaries and i cant seem to find a good idea to regain public support? or is this the post travel blues that I usually get after I come back to Cairo?
I think its all or none of the above.. but i think it’s because my grandmother passed away.. I didnt see her that much this past year, or at least as much as I wanted to.. but knowing that she’s there is reassuring… like having a spine.. something that you cant stand up without and take for granted.