مناضلات طنجة يتحدثن عن العنف ضدهن
شكراً لي تايسقسو عليا مور هاد تفرشيخة لهمجية لي عملو لنا ف طنجة
هاهما ضاربات لي ف ايدي ماشي شي حاجة، أنا صراحة مقسحا بزاف هي من ضربة د راس.
أنا دابا مزيان هي راسي تايحرقني و فيا شويش دوخة و تنشوف فحال slow motion قدامي
وصلنا ن ساحة تانجبرو لقوات لقمعية مطوقهة و شمكارا جايبنهم معمرين ساحة، و بوليس سيفيل
جمعنا شي 5 بنا وسط ساحة تنهدرو، ج عندنا لقايد قلينا ماعندكومشي رخصة، قولنلو حنا هي مراوات تانهدر علياش هاد رخصة.
شويش خديت شال ديال إمازيغن حطيط فوق كتافي، جا عندي لقايد قال زوليه!! قولتلو لا و علاش، جاو لحيوانات لي كانو معاه بداو تايجروه من ضهري بل عنف و هو تايشوف. قولت لو: واش معقداكوم هاد راية؟ مالكم سعرتو؟ إلا مازال شي شمات حط عليا يدو، غنهرسها لو، و نت يا لقايد، تاتشوف لعنف قدامك و ما عامل والو.
داك ساعة بدا دفيع و ضرب، واحد لكلب مسعور، جا موراي دفعني ن لأرض و بغا ياخد تليفون و راية أمازيغ هو يجر و أنا نجر حتى ضربني بسباطو لراس مور ودني و ركلة لوخرا ن كرشي ب جهد ديالو و زايد غايضرب 3 و أنا نوضت من الأرض و شبرت هداك رجل ودفعتو وكان جبرت نشعل فيماه لعافية لهمجي ل إرهابي لخور
لموهيم وكان ماشي حورية و فاطمة لي عانقوني و حماوني حتى خرجنا من هناك، وكان مانعرف شني وقع
واحد لوقت كان واحد لمريض مسعور غاينزل على siman بزروطة لوجه، ماحسيت براسي جريتها و خطفتها من قدامو و وقفنا لو أنا و حورية.
هاد لحقد و هاد لكراهية و هاد لقمع لي شفتو ليوم، معرني تخيلت نشوفو كنت هي تنسمع عليه.
عندكوم احسابليكم ب ركلة غانتكمشو ... ركل و ضرب و هرس و فرشخ، ماعمركوم غتسكتو صوت غضب شعب.
For those of you guys who wonder, I am okay right now, home, recovering from the beating I got earlier today at the hands of the Moroccan repressive forces in Tanigers.
I cannot express myself eloquently in Arabic, so I am trying to rehash everything in English for those who will otherwise just not get it.
As most of you know by now, the Rif movement leaders, in a gross miscarriage of justice, just got sentenced, may to 20 years in prison simply for having demanded justice in a peaceful, civilized manner. As a result of which, all of Morocco is on edge, everyone is ANGRY, disappointed and pissed at the continuous disregard for human rights altogether in this forsaken country. Almost every major city has gone out protesting these unjust sentences and demanding the verdicts be overturned and the prisoners be freed immediately. Following suit, my city of Tangier also called for a rally earlier in the city's biggest square. Upon arrival, I could immediately see that there was an entire street filled with marked police cars and paddy wagons. The Plaza was filled with people, not being from around there, I didn't know if that was normal or not, it turned out, it was infested with undercover police as well as PAID CRIMINALS, brought by the authorities and paid to start violence. I get there and there was a group of 5 women, which I joined and started talking. The Qayed, the equivalent of say a city hall supervisor of sort came to us and asked us for our permit, we didn't know we needed a permit to TALK! At that moment, I reached into my backpack and got out my Imazighen Shawl. It is my pride and joy, given to me by my partner in love and crime, Aziz, and wrapped it around my shoulders. YO, the sheer HATRED that came upon the faces of these "authorities" and "officials" upon seeing the amazigh symbol, is something I will never be able to describe. The utter rage and violence that has befallen them, they started to pull and tug at it violently, trying to tear it from me and yelling at me to put it away! True to my stubbornness (and also kinda naive to this whole thing) I shouted: THIS IS MY IDENTITY AND WHO I AM, I AM PROUD OF IT AND AM PEACEFULLY WEARING IT AROUND MY BACK, DONT ANY OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS LAY ANOTHER HAND ON ME AGAIN LEST I BREAK IT! I also looked at the Qayed and said: They are shoving me WHILE YOU'RE WATCHING?! DO SOMETHING! and then people started to shove and push, at which point also I saw the Qayed stealing people's phones YES HE DID IT HIMSELF, and people who were with him do the same, and one of them jumped me from behind, pushed me to the ground and proceeded to stomp my head and my belly with his boots, trying to pry my phone from my hand and still pulling at my imazighen flag.
I managed to get back on my feet and grabbed his foot which was trying to kick me for the third time and shoved him away. Houria and Fatima, the women I met at the rally (never seen them before in my life) wrapped their arms around me and pulled me to safety while fighting everyone off. They got their share of shoves and kicks and insults but we managed to stay safe together.
Walking up the street, another riot police tried to beat another girl about the face, I don't know how I managed to lift her altogether and put her behind me and facing him, Houria and I shouted in his face.
This picture shows the scuffs I got, but not the extent of my head injury as I am having a blurry vision, and a splitting headache but cannot go to the ER because I am alone and don't trust anyone right now until I can get together with friends and family at a later date. Yes, you get injured but are afraid to seek medical attention.
I cannot express myself eloquently in Arabic, so I am trying to rehash everything in English for those who will otherwise just not get it.
As most of you know by now, the Rif movement leaders, in a gross miscarriage of justice, just got sentenced, may to 20 years in prison simply for having demanded justice in a peaceful, civilized manner. As a result of which, all of Morocco is on edge, everyone is ANGRY, disappointed and pissed at the continuous disregard for human rights altogether in this forsaken country. Almost every major city has gone out protesting these unjust sentences and demanding the verdicts be overturned and the prisoners be freed immediately. Following suit, my city of Tangier also called for a rally earlier in the city's biggest square. Upon arrival, I could immediately see that there was an entire street filled with marked police cars and paddy wagons. The Plaza was filled with people, not being from around there, I didn't know if that was normal or not, it turned out, it was infested with undercover police as well as PAID CRIMINALS, brought by the authorities and paid to start violence. I get there and there was a group of 5 women, which I joined and started talking. The Qayed, the equivalent of say a city hall supervisor of sort came to us and asked us for our permit, we didn't know we needed a permit to TALK! At that moment, I reached into my backpack and got out my Imazighen Shawl. It is my pride and joy, given to me by my partner in love and crime, Aziz, and wrapped it around my shoulders. YO, the sheer HATRED that came upon the faces of these "authorities" and "officials" upon seeing the amazigh symbol, is something I will never be able to describe. The utter rage and violence that has befallen them, they started to pull and tug at it violently, trying to tear it from me and yelling at me to put it away! True to my stubbornness (and also kinda naive to this whole thing) I shouted: THIS IS MY IDENTITY AND WHO I AM, I AM PROUD OF IT AND AM PEACEFULLY WEARING IT AROUND MY BACK, DONT ANY OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS LAY ANOTHER HAND ON ME AGAIN LEST I BREAK IT! I also looked at the Qayed and said: They are shoving me WHILE YOU'RE WATCHING?! DO SOMETHING! and then people started to shove and push, at which point also I saw the Qayed stealing people's phones YES HE DID IT HIMSELF, and people who were with him do the same, and one of them jumped me from behind, pushed me to the ground and proceeded to stomp my head and my belly with his boots, trying to pry my phone from my hand and still pulling at my imazighen flag.
I managed to get back on my feet and grabbed his foot which was trying to kick me for the third time and shoved him away. Houria and Fatima, the women I met at the rally (never seen them before in my life) wrapped their arms around me and pulled me to safety while fighting everyone off. They got their share of shoves and kicks and insults but we managed to stay safe together.
Walking up the street, another riot police tried to beat another girl about the face, I don't know how I managed to lift her altogether and put her behind me and facing him, Houria and I shouted in his face.
This picture shows the scuffs I got, but not the extent of my head injury as I am having a blurry vision, and a splitting headache but cannot go to the ER because I am alone and don't trust anyone right now until I can get together with friends and family at a later date. Yes, you get injured but are afraid to seek medical attention.
I want to put it out there that I fucking DID tell you all this would happen if I am to be sent back to Morocco, but nobody believed me!!! I told you I was gonna be attacked for everything that I am, yet, you put me in handcuffs and shackles and handed me to the VERY government I was seeking protection from. So from this point on, I want it on the record. ON THE RECORD, should ANYTHING happen to me here in Morocco because of my ideologies and convictions, I hold the USA and the POTUS DIRECTLY and SOLELY responsible for my safety and my livelihood!
"قايد"يستعرض قوته و(مواهبه) في "الكاراطي" وفنون القتال الأسيوية، بالوقفة الاحتجاجية المنددة بالأحكام الجائرة، بساحة الامم بطنجة ،ضد المحتجين_ات السلميين_ات؛ سرقة الهواتف، وتهشيمها، منع التصوير بالقوة، الرفس، الضرب، الملاحقات استعراض جيوش من كل أصناف وألوان القوات المسلحة والمضرعة، والمدججة بالهروات، كأنها أخيرا ستحرر سبتة ومليلية المحتلتين!فر وكر تشتيت للمتظاهرين_ات احتلال ساحة الأمم عن ٱخرها وتطويق جميع جهاتها ،دفع المتظاهرين_ات عنف وقمع، وتجنيد مكثف للبلطجية .
أعلن تضامني مع كل المناضلين والمناضلات الذين تعرضوا للقمع من طرف القمع المخزني اليوم بطنجة اثناء الوقفة الإحتجاجية على الأحكام الجائرة التي طالت المعتقلين السياسيين على خلفية حراك الريف المشروع وللتاريخ فقط فالوقفة انطلقت عندما تجمعت خمس مناضلات في الساحة وبمجرد ان وضعت احداهن العالم الامازيغي على كتفها حتى تم ألهجوم علينا وتم دفعنا ورفسنا وفي هذه اللحظة التحق المناضلون والمناضلات من كل صوب وحدب وتم ترديد الشعارات بدأت عملية الكر والفر لتتحول الوقفة إلى مسيرة لبعض الوقت وبعدها التحقت جحافل من القوات القمعية بكل تلاوينها لتعترص طريق المسيرة وتنكل بالمناضلين والمناضلات ورغم اني نلت نصيبي من الدفع والرفس من طرف القمع المخزني فهدا لا يمنعني من اتقدم بالشكر الجزيل لكل اصدقائي ورفاقي ورفيقاتي اللدين التفتوا إلى يوم ميلادي واقول للجميع بدعمنا لبعضنا البعض بتضامننا ووحدتنا سنستمر في النضال وسنصمد في وجه هدا النظام القمعي الجاثم على صدورنا واناديكم واشد على اياديكم وابوس الارض تحت نعالكم واقول افديكم
قائد مسعور لعصابة بلطجية محترفين
ذهبت لاشارك في وقفة احتجاجية ضد الاحكام الجائرة في حق
معتقلي الحراك. ولاندد بالحصار والعسكرة بالريف. فدهشت لما شاهدته. الوطن كله معسكر. فقط الريف معسكر باجهزة الدولة الرسمية اما وانا بوقفة اليوم استغربت لممارسات رجال السلطة القياد والمقدمية يتصرفون كالكلاب المسعورة . يركضون هنا وهناك لدفع المناضلات والمناضلات ويستعينون ببلطجية سماتهم على وجهوهم. . دولة تستعين باشخاص لحماية هبتها وبسط قوتها بالبلطجة والكلام النابي والالفاظ القبيحة. اشخاص مفترض ان توفر لهم العلاج النفسي لا ان يكونوا سندا لها لفرض هيبتها. فعلا عصابات لكن ليست كالعصابات التي تنتفع من البلد بل عصابات من الدرجة الاخيرة .
لكن رغم كل السعار لذاك القائد او لذاك البلطجي الذي لم يتوانى في خطف الهواتف والقيام بحركات بهلوانية لتخويف المناضلات . كان الجميع بالمرصاد وصدحت حناجرنا بعاش الريف وبشعارات التضامن والاحتجاج والتنديد بالاحكام الصورية.
معتقلي الحراك. ولاندد بالحصار والعسكرة بالريف. فدهشت لما شاهدته. الوطن كله معسكر. فقط الريف معسكر باجهزة الدولة الرسمية اما وانا بوقفة اليوم استغربت لممارسات رجال السلطة القياد والمقدمية يتصرفون كالكلاب المسعورة . يركضون هنا وهناك لدفع المناضلات والمناضلات ويستعينون ببلطجية سماتهم على وجهوهم. . دولة تستعين باشخاص لحماية هبتها وبسط قوتها بالبلطجة والكلام النابي والالفاظ القبيحة. اشخاص مفترض ان توفر لهم العلاج النفسي لا ان يكونوا سندا لها لفرض هيبتها. فعلا عصابات لكن ليست كالعصابات التي تنتفع من البلد بل عصابات من الدرجة الاخيرة .
لكن رغم كل السعار لذاك القائد او لذاك البلطجي الذي لم يتوانى في خطف الهواتف والقيام بحركات بهلوانية لتخويف المناضلات . كان الجميع بالمرصاد وصدحت حناجرنا بعاش الريف وبشعارات التضامن والاحتجاج والتنديد بالاحكام الصورية.
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