News and stories from the Arab world, the Mediterranean and Europe, from the point of view of 20 women who met for the first time in November 2007, in Alexandria, Egypt
Khaled Victime de L´Etat D urgence du Mubarak en Egypte
l s´appel Khaled Saiid un jeune Egyptien de 28 ans , le 6 Juin 2010 il etait dans un cybercafe a Alexandrie
Deux agents de police sont venue dans le Cyber, il voulais inspecte le jeune homme quand Khaled a refuse ,les deux agents de police traîné Khaled Said dans la rue et l’ont battu à mort il ya
Ils l’ont traîné dans le bâtiment voisin et s’est cogné la tête contre une porte de fer, les marches de l’escalier et les murs de l’immeuble
Amnesty International et d’autres groupes des droits de l´homme vendredi a exigé une enquête indépendante.
Les photos “choquantes … sont rares, aperçu de première main de l’utilisation systématique de la force brutale par les forces de sécurité égyptiennes, qui s’attendent à opérer dans un climat d’impunité, sans poser de questions», a déclaré Amnesty dans un communiqué.
It has been a few months now that I did not post anything on our blog. Not only have been and still am extremely busy at work, training courses or traveling a lot, but also have been caught in an extremely bureaucratic system. Recently, my life has been a spiral of the good old stamps and the one thousand and one necessary or unecessary signatures.
In my case, I had to spend about 3 to 4 months to get three of my educational certificates (yes you got it right, they are only 3 papers and not 300!) translated, stamped with all the beautiful colourful official stamps. Oh, did I mention all the unecessary signatures that one gets on each paper? In a presumably called “electornic services government”, finishing your papers can take you ages. It is still a ”headache”, not to mention a great waste of time, money and energy.
I will start posting again as soon as am through with my “headache”!
Podcast Debate about the Reform in Egypt and AlBradei :Shahinaz Abdel Salam Blogger and Supporter from AlBaradei Campaign , Khaled El Khamissi Author and Producer and M.Soirre an Expert on Egyptian affairs
J’ai l’ honneur et le plaisir de vous presenter le plus beau cadeau du ciel, ma petite chérie ,elle s’appelle Isma, elle est née le 02 septembre 2009 à 11h40. Elle ressemble à son papa et sa presence parmis nous est un grand bonheur.
La salle Atlas était archicomble, pleine comme un œuf. Elle a connu, hier après-midi, l’ambiance des grands jours. Lounis Aït Menguellet a drainé, comme à l’accoutumée, la grande foule. Il a rassemblé, l’espace de deux heures, plusieurs générations de ses admirateurs, du grand-père au petit-fils. Un beau spectacle que celui de voir une vieille dame et sa petite-fille reprendre en chœur les œuvres du chanteur.
Des familles entières ont fait de longs déplacements pour assister à l’unique concert du chanteur programmé depuis environ 8 ans à Alger. C’est son fils Djaffer, artiste plein de talent qui a donné le “la” en interprétant, à la flûte, un morceau de musique. Son père, Lounis, accueilli avec des applaudissements nourris à son entrée sur scène, a enchaîné en interprétant “Tajra ilili” (laurier rose), suivie par neuf autres chansons, dont la JSK, la chanson fétiche des supporters de l’équipe de Kabylie des années 70 et 80.
Aït Menguellet a consacré la première partie du concert à ses premières chansons, celles avec lesquelles il avait débuté dans le monde artistique, il y a une quarantaine d’années, telles que A tviv dawiyi composée par Kamel Hamadi. La petite piste séparant la scène de la salle a été envahie à plusieurs reprises par les spectateurs et les spectatrices. La deuxième partie était dédiée aux chansons à textes. Un vrai régal.
« Rien de pire qu’un mur pour bloquer les idées » je trouve que c’est très vrai. Je suis dans « le non-blogage » depuis un certain temps. Un temps qui dure depuis des mois et la seule exception était mon « SOS » pour notre Newslab…une exception que je croyais la meilleure façon de renouer avec vous, avec le plaisir de l’écriture et de l’échange de visions, d’idées voir même d’états d’âme passagers…Oui un mur me bloquait, un mur de méchanceté gratuite qu’est venus touché à ma réputation professionnelle ainsi qu’à mes écrits en me reprochant une certaine légèreté. Une légèreté dont la source et le « blogage » !!! Je n’ai jamais prétendu que je suis Molière, Kundera ou autre ! Mais l’essentiel pour moi était l’échange. Un échange qui pourrait se traduire même par un seul mot ! Ça ne devrait pas me bloquer autant oui je l’admets !
Mais Ce jour j’ai su que le mal pourrait aussi effacer un mal et même dans la souffrance on pourrait évoluer d’une manière ou d’une autre… Une nouvelle méchanceté également gratuite mais bénéfique puisque je suis de nouveau parmi vous !
I am a member in Sporting Club in Alexandria. While I was in the cafeteria located in the tennis area, several senior members came in. They want this place exclusively for them. They began to harass me, asking me what my name was, etc. And sending the security guys who asked me to show my club’s membership, despite the fact that I was inside the club (although I passed from the club gate and showed it to the security there). I noticed the gossip among the senior members. Then, security spoke to me impolitely and told me that I should show him my membership card for my sake the security guy said to me “better for you to show me the card”. I did not know what he meant by “better for you”! He continued “I will not let you go out of the club and will tie your hands”! , and threatened to bind me and hit me then called the other security guys and blocked my way by his body. He was really close to my body in a way I could not imagine. This cannot be a sporting club security! I tried to go out of this club, but alas! He blocked my way again and was so close that I felt the dribbles of his mouth on my face! , and if I had any dignity I would not show my membership again to impolite and arrogant people like that, He insulted me He kept on saying repeatedly to my face “”you are impolite”, “you are impolite” repeated it several times., I do not know the secret behind this power and arrogance, but it is clear that he is backed by the Security Office and the senior members who want to make this area an exclusive right for the VIP! He repeated that “Ahmed” wanted her. I don’t know who Ahmed is! The following day, I went to the Security Office to complain. They asked about the time of the accident, I told them 4 p.m. The man there told me that he cannot do anything until he consults “Ahmed Beshr”, who is responsible for the security noon shift. I went home and returned back to the club. It was 4.30 p.m. and I entered from the club gate at Abu Qir Street. I showed my membership card to the security as usual. I headed the club Security Office. There, I met Ahmed Beshr, the security manager, who was not less impolite and arrogant than the other security guy! He threatened me saying that he will tie my hands and would not let me out of the club. An employee in the same office spoke to me rudely and impolitely. At this moment, I understood he is “ahmed ” that those are the backing power behind the security behavior. I tried to go out from this office to complain to the club Board of Directors. Ahmed Beshr prevented me and closed the office door. I tried again to go out but Ahmed Beshr slapped me on the face, then another one in the room gave me a box on my eye and another in my head! He started to curse the religion (insult my religion) repeatedly. I shouted out of the window and tried to seek help. Medhat Warda, the famous basketball player, tried to close the window. I tried to get out but Ahmed Beshr threatened me again saying, “if I see you here again in the club, I will ………”. I tried and insisted to open the door and go out, here Ahmed Beshr told me I will not let you go out and threatened to get a soldier from Sedi Jaber police to tie my hands. Then he, with the other employee and security, caught me by the hand and Ahmed Beshr hit me in my chest. Then Ahmed Beshr kicked me off in the face and abdomen and back and nape. They hit me in several places in my body by their legs and hands. Above all, they unveiled my Hijab!! I am a veiled girl and could not believe what happened and why. After all of this, I was about to faint and fell down on the ground and he trod on me by his legs. This was witnessed by the senior members. The result is injuries in my eyes, hands, legs and lower abdomen. It is all because I objected to this impolite security man. Ahmed Beshr asked them to throw me out of the club, without my Hijab and without my shoes. I returned back to take my Hijab and search about my shoes. I saw the security guys laugh at me as I was insulted! I sought help from the people who were passing by and said “I need my Hijab”. The security men refused and shouted at me “shut up! Do not open your mouth and speak one word!” I really cannot imagine why it happened to me. If I were a criminal, I would never been treated the same and nobody would dare to put their hands on my body! FYI, My parents are old members of the club since it was created. However, things changed and my father has retired 20 years ago. Now the club is for the unrespectable and impolite people! I’m a veiled girl and I also wear a wrist cover so as not to show my hands or part of my body. Given this fact, you can imagine my feelings when my Hijab was taken off and I walked barefoot in front of people. You cannot imagine how I was insulted. All my life, I refuse to join high salary jobs because they ask me to unveil my Hijab. I stick to my religion’s guidelines, although the job is really important to me. How about unveiling me and walking barefoot?!!. The said Ahmed Beshr threatened that he would send soldiers from Sedi Jaber police station to tie my hands and beat me! FYI, the police station is in front of the club. I went to Sedi Jaber police station and reported against them (Ahmed Beshr and another man in the same office) with recorded incident No 12938/2009, misdemeanor, Sedi Jaber , I want to restore my rights from Sporting Club. I really fear for myself and my honor. I need them to sign a non-intervention report, since all club members witnessed the accident without doing anything! Beside the obvious injuries, there were many others that were not felt the same day. I could feel them in the second day. There were bruises along the leg and thigh, when I started combing my hair I discovered a tumor bruise under hair, I could not sleep due to another bruise in my ear. I have not seen my face after the accident and nobody at police station or hospital drew my attention that my eyes were injured and there is a red part inside. Note: Ahmad Beshr, who is Sporting Club security manager, was the former military intelligence chief At the Police Station Sedi Jaber police station I would like to explain a few things about the issue. I went to the police station which was facing the club. I did not want to make a report at this police station because Ahmed Beshr threatened me that he will call people from there to beat me, but this is the concerned police station. I thought they would treat me impolitely and make harassments and that he would have contacted the police station to reject my report. However, they let me make the report. I came to understand that they fooled me. I could make the report but never got my right! So the report was useless! I made a report against them and it was the first time I made one. I asked the man there about the hospital, he asked how I knew about it. I said I can’t move my finger and there are bruises. He asked me to go and get my father. Although I repeated my question about the hospital, he kept asking me to get my father and asked me to sign the report first. When I got my father and came back, he referred me to the hospital to record the injuries. Then, I came to know that the first report that I signed mentioned nothing about injuries and he annexed the other report that was made in my father’s presence. They played upon my young age and ignorance about laws. When I asked a lawyer about the case, he said it is useless. I knew they have common interests with the club security. Now, I want to complain against Sedi Jabir police station.
Till now there are no survivors. These images were filmed at the Hariri hospital where families are waiting for the ambulances to take the corpses to the hospital were DNA tests are being held in order to identifu the victims.
