I am not a revolutionary. I admit. In fact, I have never been politically active before January 25th 2011. To reveal something more astounding, I did not know that January 25th would be fateful date for our nation, that is Egypt.
On January 25th 2011, I looked at the gathering of people in Tahrir and told myself “it is just another protest that is bound to fail, they all did”. I had no hope. We were doomed and everyone knew it.
By the end of day, I saw what happened and I was enraged, police beating people in the streets, shooting at them and killing them like sitting ducks. The following day, coming back from my university, I started to cry in my car. I could not believe that people can be that cruel to others.
Yes, I was naïve.
Then everything changed. I created a twitter account and started tweeting about news and other things.
I still was not at the front lines or even in Tahrir, but just monitoring the situation and trying to let people know what is happening. Then the internet got cut.
I only went to Tahrir afterwards. Things were a lot calmer then. The army was in the streets and people thought they were the much anticipated saviors.
In March, they failed us when they raided Tahrir at dawn, arrested a lot of protesters and conducted inhumane virginity tests on women.
It was then that protesters realized that the army was not one of us, and that we were not “one hand”. We were two very different entities, each with its own goals and aspirations.
They failed us in April when they arrested blogger Maikel Nabil over a blog-post called ‘The army and the people were never one hand’ . Nabil is still behind bars for merely writing his opinion.
They failed us in June over the events of the “Balloon theater”.
They failed us in August when they did not hand in power to civilians as they promised in February.
They failed us on September 9th when they chose to protect the Israeli Embassy by killing and beating people.
They failed us on October 9th when they committed the Maspero Massacre, when we lost Mina Daniel.
They failed us on October 30th when they falsely arrested Alaa Abd El-Fatah and now he is in prison and was unable to attend his own son’s birth.
They failed us in November 19th when they allowed the police to murder Egyptians for a flimsy excuse, and stood there doing nothing to protect them.
They failed us again many times, but they never really showed their true faces. They just hid behind plausible doubt, and so people just believed them.
The army’s true face would not show until December 16th, 2011 at dawn, when a young man of 22 called Aboudy Ibrahim would exit the Parliament building in downtown Cairo, beaten up and tortured, his face swollen and could hardly speak.
Then, they began to be their true selves. They killed protesters with guns and denied doing so. One of the martyrs of December 16th was a Sheikh called Emad Effat, who had been participating in sit-ins and protests since the beginning of the revolution because as his wife said, “He didn’t want to be passive”.
They beat, drag and offended women, young and old. It even went so far as stripping a girl in the middle of the square.
And what did they have to say about that?
“We’re investigating,” they said. Then, they instructed us to look at the situation from all sides and not to jump to conclusions.
People being beaten and humiliated every day, and we are supposed to be patient. We are supposed to believe their lies instead of believing what we see with our own eyes. We are supposed to believe that they are doing what is best for the country.
We see only one thing. We see the reincarnation of Mubarak’s regime.
They accuse people of not being the “true revolutionaries” and that there is a “third party”. Well, dear SCAF (Supreme Council of Armed Forces), please do me just one favor. Define A Revolutionary?