As Benazir Bhutto continues to be on off-again-on-again house arrest, a restriction that interestingly doesn’t seem to hamper her from public speaking and organizing, some are suggesting that her conflict with Musharraf is a form of political theater taking place as the two work out a power-sharing deal that has, to a great degree, already been brokered by the Bush administration. Others say that, as of yesterday, the theatrical fight turned real and all bets are off.
Whatever the case, the so-called Emergency rule and the crack down on the rest of the country is very real and ongoing. Thousands of people have been arrested and more are still being arrested—most particularly lawyers, journalists, and other advocates and activists—their fates uncertain. To give you an idea of what it is like for an ordinary person to be slammed with the brutalities of Musharraf’s control move, I’m posting a very personal account written by a young Karachi-based lawyer named Omar. It was sent to me by one of his friends, a contact of mine who is also living in Karachi.
“He’s tremendously brave,” she wrote regarding Omar. “We’re all very worried about him. These are trying times we live in, we’re learning so much about each other…”
TUESDAY AFTERNOON NOTE: Unlike the self-induced typo above that I (sigh) just this minute eliminated, Omar’s occasional grammatical lapses are his own ESL blips within an otherwise articulate and impassioned narrative.
Okay, here’s OMAR’S STORY:
On November 5, 2007, for the first time in the history of Pakistan,” he writes,, “heavily armed police, intelligence and other law enforcement agencies laid siege on the courts of Pakistan. As usual, and like most lawyers, I arrived at 815 at the High Court of Sindh. I was greeted at the gate by a policemen brandishing his weapon at me and asking me why I had come to Court. I told him I was a lawyer upon which he asked me to show my identity. I complied. Hurling abuses at me he “advised” that I should return if I did not want to get a beating and go to jail. I looked at the usual guard of the court premises but his refusal to meet my eye convinced me that there was nothing he could do. I did not return and instead entered the court premises. I felt that if I returned, I will have betrayed my own principles of standing for justice and fair play. I sensed that they would be aggression from the police but why would they want to hurt a non-political, non-active and gentle person who did not believe in violence. A short while later the fallacy of my beliefs was to be exposed.
“While I was standing talking to my colleagues, we saw the police go wild at the orders of a superior officer. In riot gears, brandishing weapons and sticks, about a 100 policemen attacked us. Without an iota of exaggeration, these heavily armed policemen attacked unarmed and peaceful lawyers and seemed intensely happy at doing so. We all ran.
Some of us who were not as nimble on their feet as others were caught by the police and beaten mercilessly. We were then brutally forced and locked in police vans which are used to transport convicted prisoners.
“Every one was stunned at this show of brute force but it did not end.
“The police went on mayhem inside the court premises and court buildings. Any person, who remotely resembled a lawyer was caught, beaten and dragged into police vans. A handful of lawyers had to lock themselves up in the Bar Room to avoid a beating. They remained locked in the Bar Room for many hours before the police finally decided to leave after demolishing our self respect and dignity.“Those of us who were arrested were taken to various police stations and put into lock ups. At midnight, we were told that we were being shifted to jail. We could not get bail as our fundamental rights were suspended. 60 lawyers were put into a police van 10 feet by 4 feet wide and 5 feet in height. We were squashed liked sardines. When the van reached the jail, we were told that we could not get off the van until orders of our detention were received by the jail authorities.
Our older colleagues started to suffocate, some fainted while others started to panic because of claustrophobia. The police ignored our screams and refused to open the van doors. Finally, after 3 hours of remaining in the van we were let out and taken to mosquito infected barracks where the food given to us smelled like sewerage water.
“A week has passed since Musharaff trampled our dignity. Over a 100 of my colleagues are still being held in jail still. Condemned unheard.
“No remedy available. Their only sin – they are from the legal profession.“Every day, lawyers are being arrested. Any body who questions the emergency is quickly arrested and put into jail. Those who do not question the emergency are also>
In a move to justify his dictatorial madness, Musharaff in his state of union address had compared his action to that of Abraham Lincoln.
“He quoted a speech by Lincoln in which Lincoln talked about violating the constitution. Any student of American history would laugh at the comparison. I need not say any thing more. The comparison only reflected what an ignorant person the dictator is. 3 journalists of the Daily Telegraph were told to leave Pakistan yesterday for using “foul and abusive language against the Pakistan leadership”. As I write this article, I am sure that I too will be charged for treason.
“I do not care. I’d rather be tortured to death by Musharaff and his men than bow down before him. This is a sentiment that is shared by the entire legal community barring few spineless men…..”
Meanwhile, George Bush, and Pakistan’s warring political parties mostly posture, Omar writes, intent only on doing what they can to make sure that the pie that is Pakistan, will be divided to their advantage.
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PS: And while we’re on the subject of divisions, this morning’s LA Times editorial has exactly the right take and tone regarding the LAPD’s Mapping Muslims idea.
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I was okay with the lawyer post until the final opinion jab at Pres. Bush was passed off as fact, which shows the real intent of the account. No matter what the problem, somehow people on the left will blame Bush. Heaven forbid that someone gets hemorrhoids and claims Bush is the cause.
Meanwhile, George Bush, and Pakistan’s warring political parties mostly posture, Omar writes, intent only on doing what they can to make sure that the pie that is Pakistan, will be divided to their advantage.
Admittedly, I never have had any urge to take up the causes of lawyers and have felt like punching a few myself.
On the matter of the government and attacks, aren’t people on the left guilty of the same thing for which they accuse our leadership–expecting people in other countries and cultures to act and conduct themselves as we do and then being surprised when they don’t?
In answer to your last question, yes. We’re a lovely country in most ways, but incredibly America-centric—meaning not terribly good at seeing things outside the lens of our own experience. This is true of the right AND the left.
…and, in the reverse, other countries don’t understand Americans.
Tony Karon at “Rootless Cosmopolitan” has an in-depth on this that’s worth a read:
http://tinyurl.com/268s67
Just chalk it up to another “Brilliant” foreign policy triumph for Condi and George!
The “Monday morning quarterbacks” are out–even before the game is over and with no suggestions. Maybe we should fall back on the game plan that Jimmy Carter laid out in his dealings with Iran.
Fatima Bhutto, Benazir’s niece, has a powerful and damning essay about her in today’s LAT Opinion. She and her family believe that Benazir herself, while PM, signed off on the assassination of Fatima’s father — Benazir’s younger brother — because he was a critic of her corrupt and phony politics. He and six others were murdered, she alleges, by some 70-100 Pakistani special police, after the streets had been cordoned off and streetlights put out, then they fled and have never been found (or presumably actively sought).
Fatima points out deeper collusion between herself and Pervez Masharaff, starting with persuading him to drop all corruption charges against her (she and her husband supposedly embezzled a billion dollars, and have faced or are facing corruption trials in Switzerland, Britain and Spain), by writing a special law to do so. Many have wondered how, if Benazir is under house arrest, she can still be making those press statements and speeches, while others who try to protest are jailed: Fatima sees a deal between the two, a plot to circumvent any real reform or democracy by putting Benazir in Musharaff’s place if it comes to that, so they can play an orchestrated game of musical dictators.
I’ve gotta say, I’ve been struck by how self-centered Bhutto has been in all this: it’s all about her goals of power, regardless of bloodbaths that ensue in her wake, or what happens to others. She hasn’t made much of an issue out of freeing the jailed judges and opposition members — seems she’d just as soon conspire to clear them out of the way, so that she can continue her solitary quest for power.
Celeste, your WordPress totally ate my comment, and when I tried to repost, it said “looks like you already said that,” but it’s not there.
Don’t have time to reconstruct the comment, but was about Fatima Bhutto’s Opinion in today’s LAT, really damning about her Auntie Benazir. Alleges Benazir signed off while PM on assassination of Fatima’s father — Benazir’s own younger brother — because he was a critic of her government. Also details her international corruption charges pending, how she got Musharaff to pass a law just for her absolving her of corruption charges in Pakistan (allegedly looted a cool billion), and alleges she and Musharaff have a deal to play musical dictators, rather than open the country up to real democracy — the other real democratic party members and judges are all conveniently jailed and silenced.
Feel free to delete 9 and 10, posted only because 8 disappeared indefinitely. (I don’t like hearing myself that much, either!)