Today I had planned to writer about my experience staying in Tunis and
watching events in Cairo from afar. However, events in Egypt have overtaken
this decision.
The Facts: Today the Egyptian military opened fire on a sit-in organized by pro-Morsi forces at the Republican Guard headquarters in the early hours of the morning. During the clash, at least 51 people were killed, with 435 more wounded.
Photos circulating on the Internet of supposed weapons pulled off MB Members. The central items are tear gas canisters fired by the military, not hand grenades. |
Accusation are flying fast back and forth. While it may take several days to learn the full truth about these events, the military's account seems to strain credulity. They have shown one video of protesters firing at the military that was clearly filmed in the daytime, not at 4AM in the morning. At the very least, the Egyptian military opened fire on its own citizens with complete disregard for the possible loss of life. At the same time, the Muslim Brotherhood tried to build sympathy by circulating photos of dead children, which were clearly not from the demonstration. In doing so, they have further damaged their own credibility.
While this event has been horrific enough, the aftermath has been equally disturbing, revealing the deep political divide that is developing in Egypt. Some of the opposition has reached such a level of strident polemics against the Muslim Brotherhood that they are openly defending the violence against the MB, standing firmly on the side of the military. Their hatred towards the MB seems to excuse any act, no matter how brutal and violent. While there is plenty for which to criticize the MB, no one deserves to be gunned down in the street.
One of the other repugnant developments following this massacre is that the police and military are using it to white-wash their own deployable history during the revolution. They are trying to paint the armed wings of the state as the victims in light of this most recent violence rather than as the perpetrators. During the revolution, many Egyptians turned on the police after they brutally suppressed the demonstrations in the name of order, supporting the rule of Hosni Mubarak. The police are utilizing this massacre to try to regain their lost credibility, claiming they are defenders of the revolution as they try to strangle it. In addition, the crimes of the military are equally well known and I have discussed them previously. The army and police standing shoulder to shoulder today seemed to be declaration of war against a society free of fear.
Spox claiming police have been exonerated on all charges against them during revolution. Up is down. Black is white. Police are victims.
— Sharif Kouddous (@sharifkouddous) July 8, 2013
Others in the West seem to comment with glib satisfaction about the violence
in Egypt. Celebrating such a loss of life is repugnant regardless of the
context. It is even more so when it is used to reinforce some kind of
stereotype about the nature of "Arabs."
How does one make sense of such events? On many occasions the great
Palestinian poet, Mahmoud Darwish, expressed the fact that poetry is
necessary in a world devastated by violence and strife. He argued that
"against barbarity, poetry can resist only by confirming its attachment to
human fragility like a blade of grass growing on a wall while armies march
by."
In bleak times like this, I turn to poetry although I am not poet nor do I
have a poet's soul. Politics alone seem empty and devoid of answers. The Syrian
poet Nizar Qabbani decried the violence of the state in the poem
“Footnotes to the Book of Setback":
If I knew I’d come to no harm,And could see the Sultan,This is what I would say:“Sultan,Your wild dogs have torn my clothesYour spies hound meTheir eyes hound meTheir noses hound meTheir feet hound meThey hound me like FateInterrogate my wifeAnd take down the name of my friends.Sultan,When I came close to your wallsAnd talked about my pains,Your soldiers beat me with their boots,Forced me to eat my shoes....Sultan,Half of our people are without tongues,What’s the use of a people without tongues?Half of our peopleAre trapped like ants and ratsBetween walls."
If you would forgive my presumption, I would add to Nizar Qabbani's words...
If I knew I’d come to no harm
I’d tell him:
"Sultan,
You shot your brothers
Their blood pooled on the pavement
And you called them "terrorists"
You raped and beat your sisters
And you called them "whores"
You silenced your people with iron and steel
You are not fit to rule"
Nizar Qabbani finished the poem:
We want an angry generation
To plough the sky
To blow up history
To blow up our thoughts.
We want a new generation
That does not forgive mistakes
That does not bend.
We want a generation of giants
We now have an angry generation that has finally blown up history, sweeping
aside the old tyrants and sultans. However, this upheaval can only create real
change if the old despots are not replaced by new ones. This is not the first
time that Egyptians have been murdered by their government. I implore those who
read this not to forget such tragedies. Right now, I only hope that we can put
history back together. The future remains unclear but as always I hope for the
best.
The Revolution continues without me...
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