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November 11th 2006 Story of an Imam, CIA informer, and victim of torture. So far (Part II) >

This post follows part I of my comment and translation of the testimony Mr. Abu Omar, kidnapped by CIA and italian agents, wrote from his prison in Egypt. Please read part I first.

They gave me only stale bread to eat, the one with sand in it that rottens your teeth. You cannot wet it and you cannot refuse it, because they have to keep a skeleton alive... They used to interrogate me in the office near the cells, so that the other detainees could hear the screams and cries caused by torture... my hair and beard turned all white...

At the beginning the guards undressed me, threatening to rape me, shocking me with cattle prods: one grasped my genitalia and mashed them when I would not talk... then they stretch me down on an iron door that they call 'the wife': there I got kicked, shocked with electric wires while they showered me with cold water.

They never gave me the Koran: it was always dark in the cell, but I just wanted to kiss it, to hold it tight.

Because of the beatings I completely lost my hearing from one ear... I also suffered a torture called 'the mattress'. In the torture chamber they put a soaked mattress on the floor attached to the electric current. Then they tied my hands and feet behind my back. One sat on my back with a wooden chair and the other one turned the electricity on. I was always scared and often I fainted. Now I cannot go on describing the tortures I suffered.

I forgot to say that the first times they tortured me they cursed Italy, because it gave me political asylum. They told me: Italy handed you over to Egypt. Nobody came from Italy to liberate you from torture.

That's right, my country handed this guy over to the torturers. And then tried to cover it all.

I know many will argue that, because this guy is jihadist and a terrorist he is exaggerating his conditions to obtain a political point against his enemy.
Unfortunately, the experience since this whole madness of torturing began is that Muslim victims tend to underplay what they went trough. They often omit all the sexual humiliations, the rapes, the religious offenses, the use of menstruating women or bleeding pigs during the tortures and so on.
If you want detailed examples of what torture means today, and why many details in the movie "Road to Guantanamo" were therefore certainly underplayed by the victims, check this incredible collection of news items about the matter. Remember, everything has been authorized by the American Attorney General already so you cannot impeach anyone for this.

Aside of the fact that Abu Omar was a CIA informer and thus he's no regular jihadist or terrorist, what if in fact what he says is just all true or underplayed? Can you go to sleep with that? What if the 'wife' and the soaked mattress are actually there, and others are now undergoing the same treatments, right now as you read these lines?
And what if all this underworld of torture fueled by the CIA is there only to create an enemy which isn't real? Does anybody remembers George Orwell?

And so, what is more sickening with this story? The fact that the war on terror is basically a fraud, staged by governments, and therefore all these crimes are inexcusable?
No, they would be inexcusable anyway.
What is more sickening, that those who elect themselves as paladins of security, freedom and democracy are in fact spreading fear, totalitarianism and arrogance? It probably always was like this.
Maybe the fact that 'someone' offered Abu Omar two million dollars not to testify about his kidnapping and therefore discharge the Italian secret service?
Or, finally, the fact that this whole story is used here in Italy -- as we write -- for the political struggle against the old establishment of the secret service, now that the newly installed political elite pledged a reform in a more 'modern' 'anti-terrorism' declination? Because we all know what that modern declination is, right?
The Orwellian technological control of the population that is taking place everywhere in the very lucky western nations? You must have noticed that.

No, I don't know what is more sickening. Maybe the joyful phony bliss of the Italians, who are still so mysteriously convinced to be "good" and "tolerant" and "different".
The inventors of fascism.



November 11th 2006 Story of an Imam, CIA informer, and victim of torture. So far (Part I) >

A note to the reader: with this post Italy is falling is back on line after almost six months. This blog will be updated again, although probably less frequently. It will mostly revolve around politics and the Italian society and other related depressing issues. There won't be personal stories of the author anymore. Those have all been moved down deep and may resurface in the next future. That day I will maintain my word and give their whereabouts to those I had promised to be the same shit.

OK.

Corriere.it published two days ago a digest version of the written testimony of Abu Omar, kidnapped by CIA and Italian agents in Milan almost four years ago and who is still in prison today.

Abu Omar was a cleric at the mosque of Via Quaranta in Milan. This mosque is said to be a den of extremists, although illegal activities remain to be proved. Anyway since the kidnapping of Abu Omar there isn't a single Italian newspaper omitting to label him as "terrorist" or calling him "famigerato" (infamous). As of today, though, no charge was officially brought against him, and his alleged involvement with Iraqi insurgents is only on the news, but not anywhere in the tribunals. As always, if I may add.

Omar's kidnapping is everything but simple to understand. First of all, "Why would the U.S. government go to elaborate lengths to seize a 39-year-old Egyptian who, according to former Albanian intelligence officials, was once the CIA's most productive source of information within the tightly knit group of Islamic fundamentalists living in exile in Albania?" (Chicago Tribune, July 3rd 2005).
It is also important to understand this scenario: The Italian police had been monitoring Omar's activities for months before the kidnapping, and apparently the Italian secret service was active during the kidnapping. So, why nobody alerted the Italian justice that the CIA was interested in interrogating Abu Omar and was about to put its hands on him?
Again, from the invaluable Chicago Tribune article:

When Milan prosecutors applied for an arrest warrant for Abu Omar, the only charges listed were "association with terrorists," aiding the preparation of false documents and abetting illegal immigration.
Although police had grounds for Abu Omar's arrest, the tap on his phone and the microphones hidden in his apartment and the Via Quaranta mosque made him far more valuable as a window into the comings and goings of other jihadists.
"When you find an important member of an organization," the senior prosecution official said, "you don't arrest him immediately, you follow him. When Nasr disappeared in February [2003], our investigation came to a standstill."

The thing is, the CIA could trust Berlusconi's government to a certain extent, but not the Italian police and magistrates who, after all, had to operate according to law.
The way I see it, the real question is: why did the CIA kidnapped this man, officially to force him to collaborate, when in fact he was a collaborator already, and under surveillance of the Italian Justice? He who was considered helping jihadists to organize the Iraqi insurgence?
And was he in fact a double agent? (That wouldn't be news, given that the supposed mastermind of the London bombings used to work for the MI6.) And also, what was the real purpose of having him tortured? To obtain from him valuable informations (the informations that the Italian Police was already obtaining by having him under surveillance) or instead, to make sure that that informations were confined to the underground world of rendition flights?

"That's how I've been abducted from Italy and tortured in Egyptian prisons."

The following testimony leaked out of Egypt because the Italian magistrates are incriminating those CIA and Italian officials who perpetrated Abu Omar's unlawful kidnapping. Therefore, according to rogatory international laws, this procedure forced the Egyptian government to let this piece of evidence slip through.

The overall response of the Italian government to this investigation so far has been adamant: they simply classified as "Secret of State" any evidence on their side to impede the Italian magistrates to get any proof of what really happened (how was the Italian Secret Service involved by the CIA? Why nobody alerted the Italian police and magistrates of the operation? up to what level was the Italian government informed? was this case isolated? etc.)
The official version, according to the CIA, is that Mr. Abu Omar was consenting and collaborative during his arrest. Anyway, his testimony states exactly the contrary. And worse.

So, I translated and added few notes to the text. Corriere.it wasn't going to translate it for its phony, pampering international version anyway.

I, Osama Mustafa Hassan Nasr, know as Abu Omar, Islamic kidnapped in Milan on February 17th 2003, still detained in the prison of Tora in Cairo, am writing my testimony from the inside of this grave: I grew thin, my illness got worse, I am in very critical conditions. My face was transformed because of torture.

I'll explain the kidnapping now. I was walking from my house... going toward the Mosque for the noon pray.
(...) I had 450 euros in my pocket (400 to pay the rent) [unrelated note: don't get yourself any strange ideas. This is an incredibly low price to pay the rent for. In Milan rents range from 900 to 1500 euros a month and even much more: Omar must have had a very good deal with his landlord], my Italian passport of refugee, Permit of Stay, mobile phone, health insurance card, house keys. ... Getting out I saw a white van passing in front of me. In front of a public garden I saw a red FIAT. The driver came toward me running. He pulled his badge out: I am of the police. I gave him the Permit of Stay and my Italian passport. He got his mobile phone out and called someone. He looked American: blond hair, pale complexion...[corriere.it here notes that this officer is in fact Luciano Ludwig Piron, an italian policeman of German ascent who admitted his involvement in the kidnapping].
Then the white van stopped near the sidewalk. I couldn't understand anything, I just saw two individuals lifting me up: they looked completely Italian... my kidnapping was witnessed by an Egyptian woman too [Corriere.it notes that this eyewitness was in fact already verified by the magistrates].

As they flung me into the van, I tried to react, but they started punching me in the belly and all over my body. Inside everything was dark. They tied my hands and feet... I was shaking for the blows and I started foaming from my mouth. Then I heard the two Italians arguing, one of the two was screaming: they ripped open my clothes and gave me a cardiac massage.
About four hours later, always with hands and feet tied together, they moved me into another vehicle, I don't even know if it was another van or a small airplane.

After another hour of travel I realized that I had come to an airport, from the noise of the planes. I heard many steps, seven-eight people walking toward me. The ripped my clothes off with knives and dressed me up again at incredible speed. They also removed the blindfold for few seconds to take pictures. There were many people with commando military outfits. They blindfolded my entire face and head with a large tape, with holes for the nose and mouth... The plane took off, it was beastly cold. I was restrained and stifling. They put me an oxygen mask on.... When we landed, I was bleeding from my hands. (...)

In Cairo an Egyptian Official told me: "there are two pasha in this room, two very important officials of the secret service".
Only one of them spoke, in Egyptian, and said: "do you want to collaborate with us?" The other one, probably an American Lieutenant, wasn't speaking but then I overheard him saying: "if Abu Omar agrees, he comes back with us in Italy".

My cell was six feet long and three feet wide, no light. It was in a building of the Secret Service.
They tied my hands and one foot, made me walk, I fell and they laughed. They went on with electric shocks, fists, slaps. They brought paper and a pen asking me to write down my life outside Egypt, they showed me pictures of Egyptians, Tunisians, Algerians, Moroccans, all Italian residents... I had problems with my bones and respiration. The interrogations went on for seven months, until the 14th of September 2003, but they felt like seven years.

After another trip, they brought me to another building where I felt a bunch of hands hitting me all over my body. They told me: "even the blue fly doesn't come in here." There was an incredible stench... I remained six months and a half inside that place, Amn-El-Dawla... The cell was without air, bugs and rats walked all over my body... when the guard entered the cell, I had to kneel, otherwise it was the electric cattle prod for me.

(to be continued in the second part, where the worst of the torture will be revealed, and also why this story made me sick to my soul.)


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