By Tanguy Berthemet Photo credits: Hussein Malla / AP
Feature - The Benghazi seem for the moment too busy enjoying their newfound freedom to to flee.
Big drops of cold rain and gusty winds that sweep Benghazi have deterred anyone. On a large square on the waterfront that nobody thought to give a name, thousands of Libyans were still massed on Friday to sing their revolution. "We're free!" Screaming protesters still amazed at their courage.
On Friday, in the mosques, imams have long prayed for peace, and from time to time, slipped a word of support to the movement. We pray especially for the people of Tripoli, where, believe we know, the fighting raged. The future of this revolt, as everyone knows, depends on what happens in the capital, over a thousand miles away. "The people of the capital is going to win too. Nobody wants Kadhafi, nobody is afraid. Over forty-two years he governs, can you imagine forty-two! "Exclaims Dr. Mustapha Ibrahim.
Keeping the Spirit Alive
call now released, everyone wants to add his commentary on the Guide fallen, this "crazy", the "megalomaniac who fancies himself the Queen of England", but especially the "thief." "Where is the oil money?" Asks the doctor. On the waterfront, the brand new official buildings Arabo-Stalinists do not forget the ruined buildings or clothes poverty population. "That's why they fight. I'm 40 and I have known that Gaddafi. I'm an engineer, graduated last fifteen years, I am still forced to live with my father. I do not want my son to know that, "said Jamal al-Bagat.
Before the courthouse, the crowd is dense. It takes heart in the song writing these days by a local star waving tricolor flags. It was there that started the revolution of 17 February. " As every week for three years, some relatives of victims of the repression of June 29 1996 had come to seek justice. "Then, suddenly, things have changed. People began to demand bread, work ... The police came and everything started, "explains Issa Zacharia, a witness.
the windows of the courthouse, speakers took turns keeping the flame alive. Also to reassure those who fear a return of the militias Gaddafi. "We will fight to the death," chanted the youths.
Within atmosphere is clean revolutions and coups. In the corridors littered with broken glass cross everything Benghazi account of notables. At every turn, groups security guards searched the passersby. At the end of a courtyard, three soldiers in uniform odd attempt to restart two old antiaircraft guns. They want to climb onto the roof to "fight against aviation Gaddafi." In a small office, Mr. Mohammed Megeky, famous for defending the families of the dead 29 June 1996, is trying to organize that enthusiasm draft. Thirteen committees governing the main body of the state were established. "We must build institutions provisional until Tripoli is free," said the lawyer.
"Forbidden City" version Jamahiriya
An office later, a judge wants to prepare the future without delay. "We need to establish a rule of law, democracy, redistribution of wealth, install a free press", he gets carried away, tired eyes. How? With what means? The magistrate has no idea. In a country where civil society is only a word, and where justice was the only institution in part to escape the stranglehold of power, the foundations are lacking. "The important thing is that everything is resolved quickly because we do not want migrants move to Europe and the West do our enemies," says Iman Bugaighk, member of the Civic Committee.
The Benghazi for now seemed too busy enjoying their newfound freedom to try to flee. They tour the city, leering at the last symbols of the fallen regime. The huge barracks Fadir Abu Omar, in the center of town, has become the mecca of family outings on Friday. In this ancient "Forbidden City" version Jamahiriya lay the heart of power, the army and militias hated. The walls have fallen, stormed through the crowd and mounted on construction equipment on the night of February 19. The buildings were torched. Everyone has now put a final kick or pull a memory of these places hitherto impenetrable.
We visit the underground cells. The infirmary. The magazine. Only the chiefs and "volunteers" were selected to enter once, the days when Colonel Muammar Gaddafi had made a speech. The big stage up to these days, there is nothing left but a concrete staircase and plate blackened.
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