This testimony directly from the front of Benghazi is worth a thousand theories and discussions. Still not going to help against the ideological prejudices. The report is a committed young journalist and blogger for Peace and reporter for the Gruppo Abele Don Ciotti, Gabriele Del Grande, who also important books in defense of migrants' boats.
" I leave to him the word, hoping (but relying very little) that someone try to reflect. Tours of Benghazi, March 23, 2011 His wife had told him to talk to him. It also insisted that the brothers were locked up. But the truth is that Hasan had never been so proud of his son Ahmed as that day when he said that was joined to the front to leave the country.
And let him go with his blessing. As a father, praised the courage and the generosity. Starting at age 24 as a volunteer, with a degree in medicine and unarmed, to treat the war wounded, in the name of freedom. It's been 13 days since he left. And now his father is the first time it is to look at the front.
A look, yes, because Ahmed is over in the meantime the list of missing. They say he was taken prisoner in Ras Lanuf. But they are just rumors. The truth is there in front. Between the desert and the sea, which rises high in the sky a black column of smoke, just outside Ijdabiya, 160 km south of Benghazi.
The road ahead is closed by a barrier. Enter only the machinery of armed men. We Zuwaytina and is there before the war, after the bend, will be five kilometers. From the opposite lane back from the front cars of supplies and civilians fleeing Ijdabiya. A crowd of curious looks on. While Hasan discreetly ask around if anyone knows his son.
But news that they arrive only shudder. Nasser Idris has just parked the cars and makes its way among the people at a brisk pace. Search for a journalist. He needs to tell someone about the horror. A bit 'to get rid of those images, some' what were they to remember the compassion and humanity.
They were on patrol, he and Quwairi Yousif, a boy of twenty, which confirms to me the whole story with him staring into space, still in shock. Shortly after nine kilometers of the road to Ijdabiya the outskirts of the city, where about forty militia Gaddafi, with five tanks and Grad rocket launchers, the only road patrol stationed on a hill of sand and hitting any moving vehicle with the support of the snipers on the buildings around.
Yousif Nasser and not initially thought it was a trap. They saw a Toyota off-road with the door open and the car turned on. Then he approached to see if there was someone. And inside they found the mutilated bodies of two boys of the revolutionary army. The belly open with a knife, the head without the scalp, ears cut off and his legs amputated.
When you have to load them on the car to take them to the morgue of the hospital, they pulled him from the hill seven rockets. Luckily they missed them and were able to escape between retching and tears in his eyes. On the way back swear that he counted twenty other bodies. All children of the revolution.
All killed by missile shrapnel militias Gaddafi, judging from how they are tortured their lifeless bodies. Another volunteer of the revolutionary army, Suleiman Abderrahman, Baida, confirms the news. He died yesterday afternoon on the road has counted six. With the current climate, their bodies will remain abandoned on the roadside until the end of the battle.
Ambulances at the front of today there are three. Waiting for the wounded, but do not move from here, too dangerous. One has a glass door broken. It shattered with a shot last Saturday at the Battle of Benghazi, in the district of Gar Younis. They were loading a wounded and ended up in the crosshairs of the men of Gaddafi.
Inside was Dr. Bilal Fayturi, who is now hospitalized in intensive care with a bullet in his chest. The driver of another ambulance on the way to Ijdabiya died seven days ago, and is third in a cold room Jala hospital with his eyes gouged out from the face after a year killed by firing on his ambulance at the front of Ijdabiya.
And from Ijdabiya chase for days rumors of a massacre. We are seven miles from the eastern districts, but here it is difficult to verify. We ask the few civilians who manage to escape from the southern outskirts of the city, cutting off the desert. But little information, because it remained closed for days at home, terrorized by snipers.
We confirm that the city is only six days without water, electricity and telephone. And the two districts of Atlas and October 7 were razed to the ground by bombing carried out by Grad launchers They hit everything. Homes and mosques. But the relief can not enter. The entrance to the city from the east gate and from the West is controlled by snipers Gaddafi.
Shoot anyone that moves, including ambulances. In short, no one at the moment is in a position to know how many civilians are trapped in homes and those who have managed to escape before. The exodus began Tuesday last week with the first bombardments of the city of Gaddafi. It has never stopped.
Even today, as we speak, we check the curve a truck load of women and children. Coats blacks, colorful veils and small hands raised to heaven with the two fingers spread in a V sign for victory. Honking, repair Sultan, 30 miles north, from relatives. They follow other cars with suitcases on the roof.
But the suspicion is that they are not all terrible. And the suspicion becomes certainty as soon as it arrives Ijdabiya Hisham. A guy in his thirties, in the throes of a nervous breakdown, which runs through the crowd continued to repeat like crazy in that there are still many families but do not have machines on which to travel.
Having said that, some volunteers take the risk, turn the key and switch on the engine. They are the new kids on Libya to come. Those who are no longer afraid. The same people who make the sunset, when we return to Benghazi, marching peacefully waving the old flag of Libya's independence, the French fighter, and that of Qatar Al Jazeera.
And their slogan echoing between the buildings facing the sea, "but yamshish Dam ashuhada shebab! "Which in Italian means" Boy, the blood of martyrs will not go away. " To Colonel Gaddafi sounds almost like a warning. Despite the bloodshed, the morale of the resistance is still high. These guys do not lack the courage.
And there wants to continue to resist. And 'why the son of Hasan, Ahmed, Nasser, Yousif, Suleiman, Bilal, Hisham, deserve the solidarity of our generation that lives on the quiet north shore of that sea. Thinking of them and thinking about the dozens of deaths I've seen these days in hospitals in Benghazi, I wonder if it really worth getting lost in the war debate yes no war, when the war is already there.
But I really do not realize it? Has been ongoing since February 17. And it's a civil war. Of a dictator courted for years by our government, using foreign mercenaries and heavy artillery to kill the party seeking the end of the regime. The dead are already at least a thousand, almost all guys who have taken up arms to defend their city by the owner of Gaddafi.
But in Italy we continue to review the facts as if it were a war between clans, an Islamist plot or a project of the CIA. Again, this is called racism. And it is the inability to recognize people of the south bank the ability to fight for freedom. I repeat: the war is already here. It is a war of liberation.
This partisans and Bella hello? In my opinion it is simply to decide which side they are. If the dictatorship or the Libyan people. And then decide how to support the party has chosen. With the peaceful demonstrations? I am the first to support them, but let's do it seriously. Because here in the meantime people are dying every day under the fire of Gaddafi.
A man who must go to jail. But as some of you to say that his is still a legitimate power because some of the people support him? Even Hitler and Stalin had their supporters ... And again racism: sorry but Libya did not apply the rule of law and the Penal Code? The principal of a thousand murders in the last month can be done in the name of some political reason? Gabriele Del Grande Adapted from MicroMega 
" I leave to him the word, hoping (but relying very little) that someone try to reflect. Tours of Benghazi, March 23, 2011 His wife had told him to talk to him. It also insisted that the brothers were locked up. But the truth is that Hasan had never been so proud of his son Ahmed as that day when he said that was joined to the front to leave the country.
And let him go with his blessing. As a father, praised the courage and the generosity. Starting at age 24 as a volunteer, with a degree in medicine and unarmed, to treat the war wounded, in the name of freedom. It's been 13 days since he left. And now his father is the first time it is to look at the front.
A look, yes, because Ahmed is over in the meantime the list of missing. They say he was taken prisoner in Ras Lanuf. But they are just rumors. The truth is there in front. Between the desert and the sea, which rises high in the sky a black column of smoke, just outside Ijdabiya, 160 km south of Benghazi.
The road ahead is closed by a barrier. Enter only the machinery of armed men. We Zuwaytina and is there before the war, after the bend, will be five kilometers. From the opposite lane back from the front cars of supplies and civilians fleeing Ijdabiya. A crowd of curious looks on. While Hasan discreetly ask around if anyone knows his son.
But news that they arrive only shudder. Nasser Idris has just parked the cars and makes its way among the people at a brisk pace. Search for a journalist. He needs to tell someone about the horror. A bit 'to get rid of those images, some' what were they to remember the compassion and humanity.
They were on patrol, he and Quwairi Yousif, a boy of twenty, which confirms to me the whole story with him staring into space, still in shock. Shortly after nine kilometers of the road to Ijdabiya the outskirts of the city, where about forty militia Gaddafi, with five tanks and Grad rocket launchers, the only road patrol stationed on a hill of sand and hitting any moving vehicle with the support of the snipers on the buildings around.
Yousif Nasser and not initially thought it was a trap. They saw a Toyota off-road with the door open and the car turned on. Then he approached to see if there was someone. And inside they found the mutilated bodies of two boys of the revolutionary army. The belly open with a knife, the head without the scalp, ears cut off and his legs amputated.
When you have to load them on the car to take them to the morgue of the hospital, they pulled him from the hill seven rockets. Luckily they missed them and were able to escape between retching and tears in his eyes. On the way back swear that he counted twenty other bodies. All children of the revolution.
All killed by missile shrapnel militias Gaddafi, judging from how they are tortured their lifeless bodies. Another volunteer of the revolutionary army, Suleiman Abderrahman, Baida, confirms the news. He died yesterday afternoon on the road has counted six. With the current climate, their bodies will remain abandoned on the roadside until the end of the battle.
Ambulances at the front of today there are three. Waiting for the wounded, but do not move from here, too dangerous. One has a glass door broken. It shattered with a shot last Saturday at the Battle of Benghazi, in the district of Gar Younis. They were loading a wounded and ended up in the crosshairs of the men of Gaddafi.
Inside was Dr. Bilal Fayturi, who is now hospitalized in intensive care with a bullet in his chest. The driver of another ambulance on the way to Ijdabiya died seven days ago, and is third in a cold room Jala hospital with his eyes gouged out from the face after a year killed by firing on his ambulance at the front of Ijdabiya.
And from Ijdabiya chase for days rumors of a massacre. We are seven miles from the eastern districts, but here it is difficult to verify. We ask the few civilians who manage to escape from the southern outskirts of the city, cutting off the desert. But little information, because it remained closed for days at home, terrorized by snipers.
We confirm that the city is only six days without water, electricity and telephone. And the two districts of Atlas and October 7 were razed to the ground by bombing carried out by Grad launchers They hit everything. Homes and mosques. But the relief can not enter. The entrance to the city from the east gate and from the West is controlled by snipers Gaddafi.
Shoot anyone that moves, including ambulances. In short, no one at the moment is in a position to know how many civilians are trapped in homes and those who have managed to escape before. The exodus began Tuesday last week with the first bombardments of the city of Gaddafi. It has never stopped.
Even today, as we speak, we check the curve a truck load of women and children. Coats blacks, colorful veils and small hands raised to heaven with the two fingers spread in a V sign for victory. Honking, repair Sultan, 30 miles north, from relatives. They follow other cars with suitcases on the roof.
But the suspicion is that they are not all terrible. And the suspicion becomes certainty as soon as it arrives Ijdabiya Hisham. A guy in his thirties, in the throes of a nervous breakdown, which runs through the crowd continued to repeat like crazy in that there are still many families but do not have machines on which to travel.
Having said that, some volunteers take the risk, turn the key and switch on the engine. They are the new kids on Libya to come. Those who are no longer afraid. The same people who make the sunset, when we return to Benghazi, marching peacefully waving the old flag of Libya's independence, the French fighter, and that of Qatar Al Jazeera.
And their slogan echoing between the buildings facing the sea, "but yamshish Dam ashuhada shebab! "Which in Italian means" Boy, the blood of martyrs will not go away. " To Colonel Gaddafi sounds almost like a warning. Despite the bloodshed, the morale of the resistance is still high. These guys do not lack the courage.
And there wants to continue to resist. And 'why the son of Hasan, Ahmed, Nasser, Yousif, Suleiman, Bilal, Hisham, deserve the solidarity of our generation that lives on the quiet north shore of that sea. Thinking of them and thinking about the dozens of deaths I've seen these days in hospitals in Benghazi, I wonder if it really worth getting lost in the war debate yes no war, when the war is already there.
But I really do not realize it? Has been ongoing since February 17. And it's a civil war. Of a dictator courted for years by our government, using foreign mercenaries and heavy artillery to kill the party seeking the end of the regime. The dead are already at least a thousand, almost all guys who have taken up arms to defend their city by the owner of Gaddafi.
But in Italy we continue to review the facts as if it were a war between clans, an Islamist plot or a project of the CIA. Again, this is called racism. And it is the inability to recognize people of the south bank the ability to fight for freedom. I repeat: the war is already here. It is a war of liberation.
This partisans and Bella hello? In my opinion it is simply to decide which side they are. If the dictatorship or the Libyan people. And then decide how to support the party has chosen. With the peaceful demonstrations? I am the first to support them, but let's do it seriously. Because here in the meantime people are dying every day under the fire of Gaddafi.
A man who must go to jail. But as some of you to say that his is still a legitimate power because some of the people support him? Even Hitler and Stalin had their supporters ... And again racism: sorry but Libya did not apply the rule of law and the Penal Code? The principal of a thousand murders in the last month can be done in the name of some political reason? Gabriele Del Grande Adapted from MicroMega
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