Anyways, so I went to the internet cafÃ© and did my regular tour: raed in the middle, riverbend, etc etc..and then I was bored again. I left the internet cafÃ© heading towards the financial department again. [...]
â€œcome with us, we have some questions pleaseâ€ they said, and I went with them, searching for answers inside my headâ€¦
They searched me very carefully; they took my shoes off and searched them, and even took my watch. They read every paper I had in my pockets, and asked me questions about my origin, nationality, and many other questions. Then they asked me to unlock my mobile phone so that they can check it out. [...]
I was afraid to be taken to the torture rooms directly; I was praying to find someone to talk to, to explain to him that this all is nothing but a little silly mistake!
For the next few hours, they asked me questions like â€œwho are the other members of our terrorist cell, where does your fund come from? What operations did you have?â€ [...]
Then finally I understood why I was there, after few hours. Security guards at the university had printed out all the websites I was reading while I was online there. They were accusing me of â€œreading terrorism sitesâ€ and â€œhaving communications with foreign terroristsâ€. â€œDo you know what these pages are?â€ I looked at them and figured out they were the comment section of Raed in the Middle!!
Excerpted from Khalid Jarrar’s lengthy account of his extended visit to the Iraqi mokhabarat’s jail. See also Rael in the Middle‘s earlier (ie. pre-release) “Fortunately, it’s a nice governmental gang!:
The feelings of joyfulness in our family now would give anyone the impression that my brother has won the lottery! My mom spent the morning planning my brother’s future, including the arrangements of his wedding party!
If your child or sibling vanishes for two days then calls from the secret service jail in any other place on earth, that would be considered a disaster and a violation of human rightsâ€¦
In Iraq, however, itâ€™s Happy News.
Because the other options include: To be tortured, executed, and thrown in garbage by SCIRI and their Badr brigades. To be held by the Iraqi police and left to choke to death in one of their cars. To be held by the US troops then disappear and be mistreated for months in one of their many prisons. To be kidnapped by one of the countless criminal gangs and cost your family some tens of millions of Iraqi Dinars and/or your life.
Well, when i came back from America before one month, my plans to the future was like that i should go back to Iraq to participate the political operation and try to make change to the better..to stop the violence, the corruption, the evil works controling the daily life. But after the ordeal of my son, i can see Iraq from new eyes, its not the one i want to live in or work with, its now filled with people in power working under the banner : ‘its our turn to revenge and nobody can stop us !’
So, they are controling the streets, the media, the decisions, the social and political activities.. And the moderate groups are helpless, there is no chance to them now, nobody listen to their voice, the violence and hatred are talking now loudly in Iraq , some groups from inside and outside of Iraq, want this to be, to accomplish their agenda… and the victims are iraqis, all iraqis, the rich and the poor, the old and the young, the men and women and children, the sunni and shi`ee, and iraqis and noniraqis ….all have been targeted in this mess. I have met different kinds of iraqi people, working with government as moderate, trying to make change, but i saw how depressed they are, and trying to protect their families to get them out of iraq, this is their priority now, and i saw them as powerless, they cant help any iraqi in jail or bad condition, they have nothing to do..
See Khalid’s post for stories of the other prisoners, more on the interogation and court process…
My family played an important role to help me get out of the Mukhabaratâ€™s jail faster than other people. Like any other corrupt system, you can get a better treatment by knowing the right people and giving the right â€œgiftsâ€. My family didnâ€™t pay anything to the judge because they believed I was innocent, they tried their best to get me a lawyer, but they couldnâ€™t. I was freed because I was innocent, and I have the capabilities to defend myself in front of a judge.
The question is: what about the rest of Iraqis? The ones who donâ€™t have the money or the power to leave places like that? The innocent people who were taken away from their families and loved ones and accused of false crimes? What happens to them? Who will stand for them? What about human rights? What about civil rights? What about humanity?
Meanwhile, in London …