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My Experience of the Ethiopian Investigation Centre: Maekelawi

This text was originally published at Untold Stories

To hold a pen is to be at war!
– Voltaire

My name is Caalaa Hayiluu Abaataa. I am a 27 year-old poet and author. I am an Oromo, and I lived in my homeland, the Oromia Regional State of Ethiopia, for the most of my life. On January 3, 2012 I was forced to flee to Sudan in fear for my life. This is my story.

Ever since my teenage years, I have been involved in activities to bring changes in social issues. I brought awareness about HIV and AIDS to towns and in the deep countryside of Oromia. I also volunteered in helping homeless people. I worked with orphans and the disabled, supporting them through Oromo volunteer cultural clubs. I wanted to spread awareness about the Oromian culture and way of living by promoting awareness about the indigenous religion and administrative system called ‘Gadaa and Waaqeffannaa.’ In order to inspire and educate my people, I also organized and performed plays.

My disagreements with the cadres of the ruling party of Ethiopia, the TPLF (Tigrayan People’s Liberation Front), began early on. In 2004, when I was 16 years-old, more than 350 Oromo students were dismissed from Addis Ababa University. The Mecha and Tuluma Self-Help Association, an Oromo social movement, was banned and its leaders were arrested. More than 1500 Oromo students from the town of Moyale, including elementary and high school pupils, were forced to flee to Kenya. I was arrested in Moyale. I was beaten, tortured and accused of being a member of the Mecha and Tuluma Self-Help Association. But I had no clue about this association. I did not even know the name of the organization, at that time.

I joined Adama University in 2007 and started taking courses for a law degree. I was very involved in student life from start. I was the student representative of the law department. That brought me immediately under pressure from the authorities. The university was not a free place and the TPLF was not happy with my activities. There was constant pressure on the students to fill membership cards for the ruling party. Representatives from the party came to classes to tell the students they would not graduate or get job opportunities if they did not join the party. I opposed them and told them that we should not be forced to fill the forms or sign any documents. There was a lot of tension. I was followed all the time, and my interactions with other students became monitored.

“For more than three months, I was held in the most horrendous conditions without having committed any crime. I was being persecuted only for being Oromo and actively working for the Oromo people.”

In June 2009, I was one of the secretaries of an Oromo language, culture and history preservation club at the university. I tried to organize a democratic election of the members because I wanted the student’s council to be able to choose their representatives. However, when I put up the posters, I was taken to the University’s security office along with two of my friends. I was asked questions about what we were doing. I made it clear that I wanted to make a democratic election for the students so they could elect their own representatives. The TPLF agents commanded me not to pursue it, but I refused to change my position. When I returned to school in October, after the summer break, the registrar at the university refused to register me even though I was a third year student. I asked why they imposed such a decision on me, but the head of the campus security responded that this was an order from the federal security. I was arrested and the head of the campus security brought me to the Adama security office. They said that I was inciting the students against the TPLF regime. It worried them that the students were Oromo. I was accused of being a member of the OLF (Oromo Liberation Front). I was not, nor had ever been, a member of any organization or political party during that time. I was, however, involved in raising awareness about the traditions of the Oromo people. Following the arrest, I was put in a very dirty cell in Adama prison, where I was beaten by a member of the federal security.

I was released one week later on a bail bond of 10,000 birr, and went back to my studies and social and cultural activities. I published an Oromo poetry book with my own poems. In October 2010, I attended an Oromo thanksgiving festival, an Irreechaa, in the town of Bishoftu, but was arrested during the celebrations. I was told that my book opposed the government and that it was inciting civil war and unrest. They said the book incited a revolution for the Oromo people to overthrow the government. I was again accused of being an OLF member. While in prison in Bishoftu, I was slapped and kicked by a federal security policeman named Addisu Badhasa. I was put in a cell with sometimes more than 40 criminals, even though the cell was not more than 4×5 meters wide. After one week there, I was transferred to Adama, where I was interrogated for one day. I was beaten, verbally insulted and dehumanized in the Commanders Office. I was told that I would be tortured if I did not explain myself and my book. They then took me from the Commanders Office to a room with a public prosecutor and other commanders, and the interrogation continued. I was eventually released on a bail of 10,000 birr, but was required to live at a bail address.

I was arrested for the fifth time in August 13, 2011. The only reason was that I had worked with activities related to the Oromo culture, language, arts, literature and religion. The arrest greatly interrupted my life. I was trying to prepare for my final exams and was preparing my second novel for printing. The TPLF regime prohibited me from publishing it, and arrested me in Adama. One week after the arrest, I was taken to the Federal Police Investigation Center called Maekelawi. It is located in Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia. For more than three months, I was held in the most horrendous conditions without having committed any crime. I was being persecuted only for being Oromo and actively working for the Oromo people.

Maekelawi

Chellema Bet: Cell 8

Maekelawi is like hell. It is divided into different sections where people are held depending on how much punishment the prison officials want to give them at the time. I was held in different cells during the imprisonment there. For the first eight days of my incarceration, I was held in cell number 8. Cell 8 is one of the cells in the block called Chellema bet, meaning “dark house.” Everyone fears of being put in this cell, because it is not more than 1×1½ meters wide. My hands and feet were shackled and the cell was so small I could not stretch my legs out. The cell was completely dark, as there was no natural or electric light in there. The walls were made of concrete and the door was metal. There were many insects biting me and it was freezing cold. I did not have a mattress to lie on, and nothing to cover me with. I only had the clothes I was wearing. I was only given food – dried bread and tea – on a very limited number of occasions. This was the prison diet. I was not allowed to go to the toilet except on one occasion when they allowed me to go on the way to the interrogation room. I was not eating enough to defecate.

I was beaten throughout the days I was in this cell. Sometimes someone would come to my cell just to beat me, even though the small size of the cell made it difficult for them. Because of this, the beatings usually took place in the interrogation room. When I was taken from the cell to the investigation room, I was often blindfolded and dragged. The prison officials wanted me to confess that I was conspiring with terrorists. They accused me of inciting Oromo people, especially the Oromo students, by my poems. After being held in cell 8 for a few days, I was taken to a first instance court. The first instance court is not a real court. I do not believe it had the jurisdiction to hear my case. I do not believe the judges who heard the case were real judges; I had seen them in the investigation centre acting like they were police investigators. I cannot believe what was happening was legal. There was no proper criminal procedure. We were deprived of the right to communicate with both families and lawyers. I do not know of anyone who was allowed to communicate with their lawyers during the time I was in Maekelawi. I had no right to ask questions. After I was released, my family told me that some of them had tried to see me. They came to Maekelawi with food and money for me, but I was never informed about this and they were not allowed to leave the food and money. Instead, they were questioned about me, why they wanted to see me and the purpose of their visit. They were ordered to give their addresses and phone numbers, and were questioned about many other things.

I was never charged with anything, but due to the length of time I was held, I believe I was held under the Anti-Terror Proclamation. They had also referred to the Anti-Terror Proclamation in court. I asked them to open a formal charge against me, but they had no evidence. All of it was rubbish. The judges were only hearing what the police reported to them. I had no representation. All they did was rubber stamp the request for more time in order to keep me at Maekelawi.

Chellema Bet: Cell 7

After eight days in cell 8, I was moved to cell number 7. It was dark, but some sunlight came in through a small hole. This cell was larger than the others. From what I can recall, the dimensions were about 7×8 meters. Still, it was completely overcrowded. Because of the lack of light and my poor health conditions, it is difficult to tell how much time passed. I think it was about 35 days in this cell. During this time, the number of people in the cell varied from 10 to 15. Most of them were Oromo, including Mr. Olbana Lellisa, the Vice President of the Oromo National Congress Party. There were also children as young as the age of 14. There were many political activists and well known figures being held in Maekelawi. I saw Martin Schibbye and Johan Persson, the Swedish journalists who were arrested for entering Ethiopia to work as journalists. They were held in Tawla bet (the wooden house). I saw them from the court yard where prisoners were allowed to get a maximum of ten minutes of sunlight per week. They were inside of their cell and the door was not closed. They seemed very courageous. We exchanged facial expressions and gave each other moral support. I got menthol cigarettes from them. Seeing Martin and Johan renewed my hope of the future.

Next to our cell, there was a filthy toilet we were allowed to visit once a day; sometimes early in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon. Sometimes, we were ordered to go to the toilet after the ten minutes of sunlight. There was no regularity to it. If someone had to visit the toilet at other times, the only option was a bucket in the cell. It was filled with urine and the cell stank. I could not wash myself during my time there. It was freezing cold. There were no sheets or mattresses, and in the night we had to lie directly on the freezing cold concrete floor. This did, of course, make sleeping impossible. Also, there were disturbance coming from the interrogation room throughout the entire nights. It was very disturbing and frightening. We feared that the police would open the door and drag us to the interrogation room.

The interrogations were continuous. Sometimes they took place at night, sometimes during the day. They sometimes handcuffed and blindfolded me. I was exposed to an avalanche of ethnic slurs. They told me they had already collected enough tangible evidence against me and that it was better for me to confess my crime. Otherwise, I would be subjected to even more suffering. I continued to receive beatings and one time even passed out because of the ferocity of the beating. Another time I was hung upside down. Once, a pistol was placed in my mouth and they threatened to kill me. I suffered very badly in Maekelawi.

Chellema Bet: Cell 3

After 45 days, I was transferred to cell number 3. This cell was approximately 4×5 meters wide. During the time I was there, the number of people varied between 8 and 20. The cell had a very small and narrow hole on the upper wall, near the roof. The sun light came in through the hole, but only in the direction the hole was angled. Just as in the previous cell, we were only allowed out of the cell for a maximum of ten minutes per week to get some light and go to the toilet. The bucket in the cell, which was used to urinate in, sometimes flooded over onto the ground where we were sleeping and sitting. The smell was very bad and the cell often became waterlogged. It was very cold. I never as much as saw a mattress, but I did not wish for one; I could imagine what state it would be in. I was very sick by this time and had been denied any treatment from the clinic. I had abdominal pains and a severe headache. I could not see properly because I had such little access to light for such a long time.

When I had been detained in cell 3 for approximately three weeks, some Commissioners came to the prison. This was the first time I saw them. They said that they were government representatives and were there to solve the prisoners’ problems. The Commissioners said that they were neutral. This was rubbish. They behaved as investigators and were accompanied by the prison administrators. The Commissioners wanted the prisoners to tell them about our problems. They could see with their own eyes that we had problems, but if we told them a problem, they either ignored it or the information went straight back to the prison authorities. I know this because of their questions and the things they said. Directly after entering our cell, they said, “Why do you not cooperate? Do you want to spend your life here?” They did not listen to our questions or opinions. If they were neutral, they would at least have approached us in another way. I was severely sick when the Commissioners came to cell 3. I told them that I was really sick and needed treatment. One of the men asked my name and I told him my name. He immediately replied that I was an OLF-member. He told me to keep quiet, stop complaining and to not ask for treatment any more. It was at this time that I realized that they were not there to help us. I decided not to answer, ask or request anything more.

When I was later moved to Sheraton, another part of the prison, I continued to see them come to the cells now and then. They always had suggestions to the prisoners, such as “Why do you not cooperate with the police investigators by telling them that it is your fault?” or “Why do you not confess your criminal act?” or “Why do you not believe that you have committed the crime of which they have been investigating you?” I cannot believe that these people were from a human rights organization or wanted to help the prisoners in any way.

Sheraton

When a nurse finally saw me, I was moved to Sheraton. Sheraton is considered to be a better part of Maekelawi, and is therefore sarcastically named after the hotel. The nurse said she would try to report my case to get me treatment. My abdominal pains, back pains and eyes were very bad. Most of the time, I could not eat anything. My other cell members told me to eat or I would die there.

Sheraton has a place where one can move around. Natural sunlight came into the cells, but there was still no electric light. Even though Sheraton is considered better, the conditions were still terrible. There was still a lack of water, insufficient food, filthy rooms and poor hygiene. It was so overcrowded that I could not even tell the real number of prisoners because of the overcrowding. The cells in the Sheraton are approximately 3×4 meters wide and in many of them there were around 15-20 people, sometimes as many as 25. Mostly, people spent their nights standing as there was no place to sit or lie. It was cold and had no blankets or mats. I could go to the toilet when I liked, but there were so many people using it, and the hygiene was terrible. The toilets were filthy. It was in the Sheraton I had the first opportunity to wash myself. I could not, however, do this very often and could not do it properly. The only way of washing was using a tap on the toilet. The crowd made it very difficult to get the opportunity of using the tap, and it was often broken. I believe the prison authority intentionally damaged the tap.

The interrogations stopped to some extent when I was moved to this part of the prison, but not entirely. Instead, I was called to an office to put my signature on papers. I was not shown what the papers said, so I refused to sign. I told them that I will not sign without knowing what I am signing. For this, they beat me. When I was taken to the office again, they said they will release me and that I will graduate from the University – if I sign the documents. I refused. Once again, they told me to sign the papers, and once again I refused. One of the officers, named Tadesse Meseret, took out a pistol and said he would kill me if I did not sign. I refused again.

I was taken to the office one last time. A man came in together with a woman. I was beaten until I fell to the floor. As I was lying there the man walked all over me, stepping on my body. I had nothing left in me after this. I was so exhausted. I gave up and signed the documents and finally they released me. To this day, I do not know what I signed. There was no legal procedure for me. They could do, and did, exactly what they wanted.

Released

When I was released on November 10, 2011, I was told not to contact anyone of the Oromo ethnic group. I did not accept this. I was invited by Gumi Oromo to read my poems at an event organized to welcome new Oromo students to Adama University. My poetry was very appreciated by the students. When I later was at a celebration of the Waaqeffanna religion in the Olanchiti town, the federal police arrested me and six other people, one of whom was a woman. I was imprisoned in a big, very dangerous prison in the Walanchiti town. The men were put together in a cell and the woman was separated from us. We were not given blankets or mattresses, and we were not allowed to wash ourselves. I was detained for one week and then was released on bail.

When I was back in Adama University, a conflict took place on December 29, 2011 between the Oromo students and TPLF’s federal police, the liyu police. It resulted in the arrest of many of the Oromo students. Many of them were beaten and had severe physical injuries. I escaped arrest, but, fearing for my life, I fled to Addis Ababa. From there, I fled to Sudan where I spent 16 months in a refugee camp. At this point, my case as a political refugee was recognized by the UNHCR (United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees) and I now finally have permanent residence in Sweden. I had to leave all my documents from the university when I fled. It is my dream to one day be able to continue my education and law studies.

This was my short story, but one can never compare it with the stories of other Oromo prisoners regarding torture and mistreatment perpetrated by the TPLF. Maekelawi is a place of physical and psychological punishment, cut off from the outside world. Nearly all of the Maekelawi officers I had contact with were armed with a pistol or a Kalashnikov. I even saw a health personnel with a pistol. There were many spies in Maekelawi; either prisoners who had been induced to spy on other prisoners, or people like the aforementioned Commissioners. There were no trusted complaints channels at all, and we were totally deprived of our human rights. No one heard or took action on the complaints of the prisoners. They only tried to shut us up and get us to confess. Once you are there, anything can happen to you – and no one will stop it or even report it. You will not complain unless you are prepared to receive more punishment for it. You cannot trust anyone. Having experienced Maekelawi first hand, I am very fearful for the welfare of anyone sent there. There were, and with no doubt still are, many untold horrendous and unlawful acts happening there. The punishment is not only the interrogations and torture you are put through as a prisoner, but also the fear of it. The cell door opening sends fear through you – fear that they are coming to get you. The Ethiopian prison cells are a veritable hell on Earth.

I was forced to flee Oromia out of fear for my life. I was writing critical poetry about TPLF’s evil actions, and I performed and read them to my people. TPLF tried to stop me from doing that. Now I am forced away from my homeland, but I am continuing to do the same thing. They can try to stop me from writing what I think is just and right, or from speaking the truth, but they cannot stop me from thinking. Right now back home, hundreds of poets are still doing what I was deprived of. That gives my mind peace.

 

Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains. One man thinks himself the master of others, but remains more of a slave than they are.
– Jean-Jacques Rousseau

This text was originally published at Untold Stories

Video om fängslade etiopiska Zone 9 Bloggers och journalister

 

Det behövdes en alternativ röst i Etiopien. Någon som vågade tala sanning. Någon som vågade kräva förändring.

Någon som vågade bry sig.

En grupp unga etiopiska bloggare började därför berätta om de överträdelser som pågick mot de mänskliga rättigheterna. Gruppen valde att kalla sig själva för “Zone 9 Bloggers”, ett namn som syftar på zonerna i Kalityfängelset, där politiska fångar och journalister ofta fängslas. Fängelset har åtta zoner, men den nionde “zonen” är ett smeknamn på hela Etiopien: Även om du befinner dig utanför fängelsemurarna, är du ändå inte fri.

Gruppen ville vara en röst för denna nionde zon. De bestämde sig för att blogga och använda sociala medier för att skriva om demokrati och mänskliga rättigheter. De höll kampanjer om att respektera konstitutionen och rätten till demonstration. De krävde att censuren skulle stoppas.

Trots att det som gruppen gjorde var konstitutionellt, stämplades det av regeringen som ett brott.

Idag är sex av bloggarna, och tre journalister som arresterades samtidigt, fängslade i fängelserna Kality och Kilinto. De har varit frihetsberövade sedan april 2014. Precis som många andra journalister och människorättsaktivister står de inför terrorismåtal.

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I fängelset föddes en idé om att skapa något som berättar om vad som hänt och som samtidigt är lätt att sprida. Endalkachew Chala, medgrundare till bloggargruppen, fick sedan idén om att göra en video. Videon skulle berätta om fängslandena och samtidigt beskriva situationen i landet. Den skulle vara pedagogisk och lätt att sätta sig in i för de som inte kände till fallet sedan tidigare.

Videon skapades med ekonomiskt stöd från Kalityfonden. Den illustrerades och animerades av Animática Studios. Melody Sundberg stod för regi och manus som är skrivet tillsammans med Endalkachew Chala och Zone 9 bloggaren Jomanex Kasaye.

Videon ska vara lättillgänglig och har därför delats på YouTube och i andra sociala medier. Undertexter på engelska och svenska finns tillgängliga och kan aktiveras genom videoinställningarna i YouTube. Fler språk kan komma att läggas till i framtiden.

Hjälp till att sprida budskapet!

Vad som hände bloggarna är en kraftig överträdelse mot yttrandefriheten – en frihet tillhörande oss alla. Fängslandet av människorättsaktivister, bloggare och journalister måste upphöra.

Zone 9 bloggarna själva säger att “vi bloggar för att vi bryr oss”.

Alla bör stå upp för sin och andras rätt till frihet.

Videon är lätt att sprida och vi hoppas att så många som möjligt får se den. Vi är tacksamma för hjälp med att sprida videon.

Tack för ditt stöd!

Melody Sundberg

Pengar skänkta av Journalistklubben går till Reeyot Alemu

I samband med att Eva Hamilton officiellt avtackats som VD har Journalistklubben gett en gåva till Kalityfonden.

Gåvan, som givits Hamiltons namn, har öronmärkts till att stödja Reeyot Alemu, fängslad journalist i Etiopien. Alemu skrev regimkritiska artiklar som fokuserade på sociala frågor, såsom jämställdhet och fattigdom. Tidningen hon arbetade för, Feteh, kom att stängas ned av regimen.

Alemu är fängslad under den hårt kritiserade anti-terrorismlagstiftningen. Lagen används som ett sätt att stoppa press- och yttrandefrihet, och många journalister, bloggare och oppositionspolitiker har fängslats med hjälp av den. Arresteringen och fängslandet av Alemu har många gånger fördömts av organisationer inom mänskliga rättigheter och pressfrihet. År 2013 gavs UNESCO-Guillermo Cano World Press Freedom-priset till Alemu för hennes arbete för yttrandefrihet.

Pengarna kommer gå till Reeyot Alemus advokatkostnader, samt till sjukvård för behandling av hennes bröstcancer.

 

 

Melody Sundberg

Straffrihetsdagen: Seminarium gällande handbok för journalisters säkerhet

 

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Foto: Melody Sundberg

De ger oss våra nyheter och ser till att världen inte är en tyst plats. Ändå mördas fler och fler journalister under sina uppdrag. Den 4 november gjordes erfarenhetsutbyten angående journalisters säkerhet i en förändrad värld. Föreläsare från bland annat Röda Korset, Rory Peck Trust och Svenska Afghanistankommittén diskuterade med åhörarna. Seminariet hölls till följd av att man under våren beslutat att ta fram en säkerhetshandbok för frilansjournalister. Arrangörer för dagen var Kalityfonden och Svenska UNESCO-rådet.

Seminariet hölls i samband med den Internationella dagen för att upphäva straffrihet för brott mot journalister. I en debattartikel av frilansjournalisten Martin Schibbye och Svenska UNESCO-rådets generalsekreterare Mats Djurberg, konstateras det att angreppen mot journalister inte minskar trots att händelserna ger stor internationell uppmärksamhet. Även om det under det senaste decenniet mördats 700 journalister, har ingen dömts i 90 procent av fallen. Det stora antalet ouppklarade fall är mycket oroande eftersom det kan sporra fler att döda journalister.

 

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Fotografen Johan Persson understryker vikten av att hålla tät kontakt med frilansare ute i fält.
Foto: Melody Sundberg

Frilansare och representanter från organisationerna berättade om sina erfarenheter från arbete i konfliktfyllda länder, och om vad som idag görs för att stödja frilansjournalister. Ett återkommande ämne var vikten av erfarenhetsutbyte, betydelsen av noggranna förberedelser samt att de som hjälper till runt uppdragen, så kallade fixare, skyddas. Ett bra nätverk och kontaktpersoner som inte bara delger erfarenhet och råd, utan också reagerar snabbt vid nödsituationer, är oumbärligt.

Hotet mot budbäraren kommer alltid att finnas – likaså behovet av journalistiken. Därför behövs strategier för hur man ska ta sig runt hoten. Arbete i konfliktzoner kommer alltid att vara farligt och även om det inte finns en gyllene regel som fungerar för varje plats och situation, finns det fortfarande mycket som kan göras för att öka säkerheten.

En attack mot en journalist är en attack mot demokratin och det fria ordet. Säkerhetshandboken som nu ska sammanställas, kommer att bli en samling av erfarenheter och praktiska tips. Den är menad att vara till hjälp före, under och efter det journalistiska uppdraget, i så väl konfliktzoner, naturkatastrofer som andra hotfulla situationer.

För att projektet ska kunna genomföras kan du bidra genom att förhandsbeställa boken. Läs mer om hur du gör det genom att klicka här. Du är också varmt välkommen att bidra med kapitel, idéer och tankar.

 

Melody Sundberg

  • Tweets från seminariet finner du genom att söka på hashtag #journosafety
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Dawit Isaak 50 år idag

Dawit Isaak brydde sig om sitt land och sitt folk. Detta gjorde att han återvände till Eritrea för att fortsätta utföra sin journalistiska gärning, trots att han visste om riskerna. Det visar inte bara på hur viktig journalistiken var för honom, utan också på en enorm viljestyrka. Kanske är det just denna viljestyrka som än idag, efter 13 år som fängslad, ger honom kraften att fortsätta kämpa.

Idag fyller Dawit 50 år. Vilken är den viktigaste gåva han skulle kunna få, förutom sin frihet och att få vara tillsammans med sin familj?

Det är inte svårt att tänka sig att den största skräcken för en fängslad journalist är att glömmas bort. Att människor ska sluta skriva, sluta berätta, sluta bry sig. Eller med andra ord: Sluta använda sin yttrandefrihet. Du som läser detta har inte fråntagits din yttrandefrihet. Använd den friheten till att göra allt det som Dawit och de många andra fängslade fråntagits att göra. Använd den genom att skriva och tala – mer än någonsin. Använd den till att göra gott. Den viktigaste gåvan vi kan ge de fängslade är att fortsätta deras arbete genom att hjälpa till att sprida budskapet om vår rätt till frihet.

En fängslad journalist får aldrig glömmas bort och det gör Dawits födelsedag extra viktig att uppmärksamma. Grattis på födelsedagen, Dawit. Din kamp för yttrandefriheten kommer aldrig att glömmas.

Melody Sundberg

 

Texter av fängslade Dawit Isaak översätts till tre språk

Den 23 september för 13 år sedan fängslades journalisten och författaren Dawit Isaak i Eritrea. Nu kommer flera av hans texter, samlade i en bok, att översättas med stöd från Kalityfonden och Svenska Akademien.

Boken Hopp – Historien om Moses och Mannas kärlek & andra texter innehåller journalistiska texter från tidningen Setit, som Dawit arbetade för fram till 2001, debutboken Bana – en kärleksberättelse från 1988, samt en teaterpjäs. När Hopp gavs ut 2010 var det första gången ett urval av Dawits prosa, journalistik och dramatik översatts till svenska. Nu kommer boken även att översättas till engelska, franska och tyska.

Dawit är författare och journalist – en person som vill nå ut med sina ord. Idag är han fängslad och bestulen på sin yttrandefrihet, men genom översättningarna kommer en del av hans yttrandefrihet att ges honom tillbaka. Fler kommer att få möjligheten att lära känna Dawit och hans personlighet. En fängslad journalist får aldrig glömmas bort.

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kommer att ges ut genom Internationella PEN-klubbens projekt Publishers Circle där flertalet förlag ingår. Målet med översättningarna är att texterna ska nå EU, Afrikanska unionen och olika opinionsbildare. Boken kommer att ges ut i begränsad upplaga under 2015.

Översättningarna sker med stöd från Kalityfonden och Svenska Akademien.

Melody Sundberg

 

Blogged about human rights – Jailed for 100 days today

Today, 100 days has passed since six bloggers and three journalists were arrested in Ethiopia. The bloggers, Befeqadu Hailu, Atnaf Berahane, Mahlet Fantahun, Zelalem Kiberet, Natnael Feleke and Abel Wabela, are members of an independent blogger and activist group called Zone 9. Tesfalem Waldyes and Edom Kassaye are freelancing journalists and Asmamaw Hailegiorgis are senior editor.

Zone 9 Bloggers and Journalists

Ethiopia is with its almost 94 million population the second most populated country in Africa. Nevertheless, it does not according to an interview with Endalkachew Chala by Global Voices, have an independent daily newspaper or independent media. There was a need of an alternative voice and the Zone 9:ers therefore began blogging and using social media to write on subjects related to human rights. The name of the group, Zone 9, refers to the zones of the notorious Ethiopian Kality prison, where political prisoners and journalists are being held. The prison has eight zones, but the ninth “zone” refers to the rest of Ethiopia. Even if being outside of the prison walls – you are never truly free; any freethinking individual may be arrested. The bloggers wanted to be the voice of this ninth zone.

In the interview, Endalkachew says that the group had campaigns about respecting the constitution, stopping censorship and respecting the right to demonstrate. The group also visited political prisoners, such as journalists Eskinder Nega and Reeyot Alemu. They wanted to bring the publics’ attention to them by using social media. Zone 9 decided to collaborate with NGO:s – human right organizations – about the situation in Ethiopia regarding human rights and freedom of expression. They wanted to do a report and invited Ethiopian journalists to report and document about the repression they were facing while working as journalists. Despite the fact that what the group did was constitutional, the government of Ethiopia labeled it a crime. The group had all ready been facing surveillance because of their work – but now the surveillance by the government worsened. The government feared that the groups’ activities could lead to the people of Ethiopia beginning to ask critical questions. The group were threatened and told that they should stop with what they were doing. However, the Zone 9:ers did not stop because they knew that what they did was not only good – but also constitutional. They continued but the harassment and surveillance intensified. Eventually, the group was forced to go inactive. Seven months later they continued their blogging – but got arrested just after two days.

The bloggers and journalists were taken to the Maekelawi Police Station, the federal detention center in Addis Ababa. The center is a place known for torture, poor detention conditions and unlawful interrogation tactics. Several court hearings took place during which the prosecutors failed to present any evidence. According to the blog Zone9ers ‘trial’, this pre-trial procedure “is (a) procedure of keeping people in custody before the start of their trial. In common law tradition it is called remand. It is assumed remand prisoners are not guilty until proven otherwise but in Ethiopian justice system most of the time it is the inverse – you are guilty until proven otherwise.”

Recently, the bloggers and journalists mentioned were formally charged with terrorism acts and another blogger, Solyana Shimeles, was charged in absentia. The bloggers are according to Article 19 accused of associating with Ginbot 7 and Oromo Liberation Front (OLF), organizations banned as terrorist networks. However, the bloggers and journalists were openly critical to the outlawed groups and deny association with them. The bloggers are also charged for organising to destabilize the country and for attending a digital security training using an open source software, Security in a Box. The software are being used by journalists and human rights defenders to protect their anonymity, according to the mentioned interview with Henry Maina for Article 19. They were also accused of working with foreign human rights organizations, according to Committee to Protect Journalists.

The charged bloggers and journalists have been transferred to the Kality prison, and their trial begins tomorrow, on August 4.

Ethiopia – A country where dissent is silenced

Ethiopia is located in the Horn of Africa and is bordered by Somalia, Sudan, South Sudan, Kenya, Eritrea and Djibouti. Ethiopia is one of the greatest violators of freedom of expression. According to Al Jazeera, at least 41 journalists have fled repression during the past five years, and the country currently ranks 143 in the Reporters Without Borders press freedom index . What happened to the bloggers and journalists is not uncommon in a country where dissent and freethinking is being suppressed. The anti-terrorism law enacted 2009, has according to mentioned Article19 article been used to prosecute 22 journalists and bloggers: “This law contains unacceptably broad definitions for ‘terrorist acts’ and grants the government almost unlimited powers to spy on and harass human rights defenders,” says Maina. The law has been widely criticized.

The Huffington Post writes that the country is operating a sophisticated monitoring and filtering system for the Internet. In an interview by BilisummaaTV Oromia, Endalkachew is being asked why the Ethiopian gonverment is so concerned about a few bloggers considering the fact that only about 1.5 percent is connected to the Internet. Endalkachew states that change often comes from the cities – and most internet users are in the cities. If one is controlling what information people recieves, one can avoid possible critizism.

Massive support

The arrests has sparked an outrage and the hashtag #FreeZone9Bloggers is circulating in social media. July 31, Global Voices held a Tweethathon where people all over the world could show their support for the detainees. In July, 41 organizations, such as Amnesty International, Article 19 Eastern Africa, Committee to Protect Journalists and Human Rights Watch called for the release of the bloggers and journalists. When the bloggers had been detained for 90 days, anyone who wanted could send messages of support which were posted on this website. Yesterday, an event called ZoneLight was held in DC August 2. Candles were lit in support and devotion.

The bloggers motto are “we blog because we care”.

Today, 100 days has passed. Let us never forget, let us never give up.
Let us continue showing that we care for them. They cared for us.

Melody Sundberg

 

 

Säkerhetshandbok för journalister – En början till förändring

Varje år förföljs, hotas, skadas, fängslas och dödas journalister över hela världen. Många förändringar krävs för att göra det journalistiska yrket säkrare. Som en början hölls i samband med Pressfrihetsdagen den 6 maj i år ett seminarium om journalisters säkerhet.

Under seminariet presenterade frilansjournalisten Martin Schibbye bland annat en idé om en säkerhetshandbok för journalister. Det är tänkt att handboken ska vara en hjälp i att planera och genomföra de riskfyllda uppdragen. Den bör vara praktiskt utformad och förutom viktiga råd och tips innehålla erfarenhetsberättelser. Innehållet bör vidare behandla allt ifrån packlistor till hur man lägger tryckförband och information om vad som händer vid en minexplosion. Det är också en fördel om boken är användbar även för andra grupper än journalister, såsom backpackers och turister.

Målet är att boken ska fungera som ett stöd under journalistiskt arbete i konfliktzoner. Att lära sig av andras erfarenheter är en av de viktigaste delarna till att göra arbetet säkrare. En av de viktigaste delarna kommer därför att bli journalisternas egna berättelser, där man delar med sig av erfarenheter – både från då det gått bra och då det gått mindre bra.  Erfarenheter både från före, under och efter ett uppdrag är värdefulla.

Är du journalist är du välkommen att bidra med dina erfarenheter till säkerhetshandboken. Du kan vända dig till Svenska Unescorådet för mer information. De nås på adressen u.infounesco@gov.se . Bidraget bör vara inlämnat senast den 1 oktober 2014, eftersom boken kommer att lanseras under Pressfrihetsdagen i Stockholm den 3 maj 2015. Martin Schibbye är redaktör för boken. Ditt bidrag är mycket välkommet! Läs mer här.

Under seminariet diskuterades också andra vägar att gå för att göra arbetet säkrare. Något som togs upp är att kompetensen måste ökas. Den kompetens och erfarenhet som redan finns bör utnyttjas till fullo, och den måste tas till vara på och tillgängliggöras. Likaså måste riskanalyserna förbättras. De standardformulär för riskanalyser som finns bör jämföras och förbättras. Det måste också klargöras vem man larmar i en nödsituation, och ett internationellt skyddsombud – fungerande som kontaktperson för frilansare – vore värdefullt. Vill du läsa mer om vad som diskuterades under seminariet finns en längre sammanfattning här.

Slutligen behövs fler diskussioner och seminarier i ämnet. Det finns mycket som kan göras för att förbättra säkerheten för journalister. Även små förändringar kan göra stor skillnad. Det finns mycket som måste klargöras och konkretiseras, och ansvarsfrågor måste klaras upp. Den tänkta handboken är en början till förändring.

Martin Schibbyes inledning från seminariet finns att läsa här. Du kan också läsa UNESCO:s rapport World trends in Freedom of Expresson and Media Development här.

Melody Sundberg

Jailing of the innocent is now a reality

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Jailed Al Jazeera journalists. Picture source: Al Jazeera.

 

It has happened. Again.

Once again, relatives waiting anxiously.
Once again, a courtroom packed with journalists covering a verdict. A verdict affecting so many.
Once again are journalists, simply for doing their jobs, sentenced to prison.

As their sentences was declared, the faces of those present turned white. Tears began falling down the faces of their relatives, and everyone following the verdict at Twitter was stunned; for Al Jazeeras Baher Mohamed was sentenced to ten years, and Peter Greste and Mohamed Fahmy to seven.

What crime had these journalists committed? What kind of crime gave these harsh prison terms?

The answer is that they had done nothing more than giving us our news.

They had covered protests.They had reported from the happenings after president Mohamed Morsi had been removed from power.

Still, in trials, they were accused of conspiring with the Muslim Brotherhood to broadcast “false news” about the situation in Egypt. The Muslim Brotherhood had supported the former president and had been declared a terrorist organization.

Apparently, interviewing some persons, but not others, will get you locked up behind bars.

So called evidence has been presented. According to Al Jazeera, it included a music video and footage from reports with nothing to do with the case. That the journalists have been cutting their raw footage using a video-editing software has by Egyptian “media experts” been viewed as modification. During each trial, the judge has been wearing sunglasses, and the journalists have been forced to sit in cages. Baher Mohamed received an additional three years for having a spent shell in his pocket. He had found it on the ground during one of the protests.

Many of us have been asking ourselves what kind of sick joke these trials are, but whatever you want to call it, it is something that has robbed the freedom of the innocent.

How this can happen – again – is beyond comprehension. These convictions are a crackdown on press freedom, which is fundamental to democracy and human rights. It sends a grim message to all journalists, bloggers and dissenters, that no one is safe.

These sentences are an attack on freedom of speech, a freedom of speech that belongs to all of us. This affects everyone. The sentences are an alarming sign of a negative trend, a plague, spreading across the globe. To silence journalists and freethinkers is to violate one of our most basic human rights; the right to freely express ourselves through speech, thought, writing, film or photography.

In other words – it is an violation of our right to be free.

But still, there is light. The jailings has sparked an outrage. Thousands are protesting in solidarity with the jailed journalists, and the sentences are being condemned in news, blogs and social media. The campaign #freeajstaff has been going on since the arrests, and it will continue until the journalists are free.

The fight has turned global.

Our thoughts are with Peter, Mohamed, Baher and their families.

Melody Sundberg

Don’t miss this documentary about the jailed journalists:

Jailed journalist Eskinder Nega wins Press Freedom award

Imprisoned journalist and prisoner of conscience Eskinder Nega has recently won the World Association of Newspapers’ Golden Pen of Freedom award. The award is given to a person, a group of people, or an institution who in deed or writing has been working in the cause of press freedom.

In his writing, Eskinder criticized Ethiopia’s use of the anti-terrorism legislation. The legislation, which came into effect in 2009,  has been misused many times, and journalists have been claimed to be terrorists. Many of them have been imprisoned. Eskinder had also suggested that something similar to the Arabic Spring might happen in Ethiopia. Arrested in 2011, Eskinder is currently serving a sentence of 18 years in the Kality prison in Addis Ababa.

Both Eskinder and his wife has earlier been imprisoned for their work for justice and press freedom. Eskinder has been jailed nine times. He knew that he was risking another jail sentence – but the love for his people and his country made him continue his work.

He chose not to run – he chose courage. But for this, he and his wife and son payed with his freedom.

Today, he is living under horrifying circumstances in the notorious Kality prison. Most prisoners do not have a bed; they are sleeping at a cold concrete floor. Food is scarce and the water has to be boiled in order to be safe to drink. The prison is full of lice, fleas and rats, and one can often hear the screaming of prisoners being tortured. In a letter to his eight year son, Eskinder writes:

“ … The pain is almost physical. But in this plight of our family is embedded hope of a long suffering people. There is no greater honour. We must bear any pain, travel any distance, climb any mountain, cross any ocean to complete this journey to freedom. Anything less is impoverishment of our soul. God bless you, my son. You will always be in my prayers.” (Source)

eskinder_nega_and_sonEskinder together with his eight-year-old son. Image source: Tadias.

Eskinder stood up for imprisoned journalists, questioned the government and criticized the law. In a world where journalists are claimed to be terrorists – and are being silenced, threatened, harassed and imprisoned – the work of Eskinder Nega is more important than ever. He is a role model for a new generation of young people who sees it their calling to stand up against injustice.

The journalistic deed will continue, because it can never be jailed.

The Golden Pen award is not only an acknowledgement of Eskinder’s journalistic deed, and for enduring more than a thousand days in jail, but it is also an acknowledgement of the importance of press freedom. The award shows that anyone who is defending freedom of expression, and is viewing human rights as something inviolable, is doing something honorable.

Today, Eskinder will know that he is not forgotten. Today, he will know that the world is standing behind him. Today, he will go with his head held high.

Thank you, Eskinder, for fighting for our freedom.

 

Melody Sundberg

The family of Eskinder Nega asked Martin Schibbye to honor Eskinder and accept the award on his behalf. You can read Martins’ speech here.