Things I want to forget…

14 09 2009

Before we went to the beach this Sunday I was going home via tro tro to get the things I needed. The scene I witnessed was like from a horror movie. Close to circle the police was abusing one man. Dressed army style and with wooden sticks in their hands, 5 police officers where beating a man, trying to make him climb into a police van. What made me really sick was the mob that was also kicking the man, trying to get closer and hit him even harder. At a certain moment the man lost his shorts. I can just imagine how humiliating this has been for him. I refuse to think about the pain!

He was probably a criminal or a thief… He probably deserved to be taken to the police headquarters in order to be judged for his crime. But I don’t believe any person deserves to be beaten and humiliated like this.

The people in the tro tro started fighting and arguing. I don’t know what they were saying; they were speaking in Twi or Ga, but the anger on their faces… For a moment I thought that it is directed to the police, but then I realized they wanted to get down the tro tro and participate…

Later that day I found out that in most of situation like this, I mean when a thief is caught in action, the mob is capable of beating him to death, even using stones… I do hope I never have to witness such a thing…

When we got to the beach this weekend, one memory was replaced by another. The place was so very beautiful, the sand was white, and the beach was clean… like a paradise… It was one of the loveliest afternoons I ever had… but I guess some things refuse to stay in the back of our minds. And they shouldn’t! Going back to work today and passing Circle, I remembered… We don’t leave in a perfect world, and I don’t have my internship in a perfect society…

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11 responses

14 09 2009
Alex

Awful! I don’t want to know what happened to him after he got to the police.

I really hate thieves, and I remember seeing many times even in Romania how gangs of thieves used to steal from old people around the markets (in Iasi).
Two or three times I even had to defend against such a gangs of thieves in full daylight, I remember I wished so much for those people to end up in jail, and to suffer. If left unpunished, they could one day pick on anyone from our families too.

On the other hand, that guy might have been really poor, and he might have done that only to eat. More often, that is the sad truth, the guy was not in a gang, he stole just to survive, and ended up beaten and even more humiliated. 😦

14 09 2009
alexandrabirladianu

In Ghana thieves can be really dangerous. On night time they attack with knives. I heard so many stories about people being really hurt after such incidents. Other stories say that the thieves are usually emigrants from Nigeria or Liberia, but I don’t really know. I remember after being robed that I wanted the guy to suffer, but being a witness in such a scene, really made me look from a different perspective. Beating and hurting somebody has no excuse, that why there are laws and a court of justice. But when the system doesn’t work, people feel the need to have justice and take the mater in their own hands. I really don’t want to live in a society like that! And taking a mater in your own hands often doesn’t help. You can punish a criminal by becoming a criminal. It’s just not right!

16 09 2009
cezar

you need to grow up…

16 09 2009
alexandrabirladianu

Why?

16 09 2009
cezar

because you can only fight against violence using even more violence… that’s a fact and the faster you will learn that, the safer you will be… especially in Ghana.

stiu ca e frumos sa ai o atitudine “religioasa” atunci cand vine vorba de astfel de situatii… dar cand un “hot d’asta sarac” baga cutitu’ in tine ca sa-ti ia banii sau telefonul sau geanta, nu cred ca primul instinct este sa te duci la politie si sa faci plangere… mai ales cand politia are alte treburi de rezolvat mai intai… si probabil tu ramai si taiat si cu banii luati.

si daca “nu vrei sa traiesti intr-o astfel de societate”… atunci ce cauti acolo?

17 09 2009
alexandrabirladianu

Nu cred in violenta si nu am sa o fac niciodata… Si daca asta ma face imatura atunci prefer sa fiu asa 🙂 Nu am fost niciodata religioasa si nu cred ca atitudinea mea poate fi considerata asa 🙂 Iti respect opinia, dar nu pot fi de acord cu ea.

Am ales Ghana pentru ca stiam ca ies total din zona mea de confort. Am vrut asta si nu o sa imi para rau nicioadata ca am venit aici. Am fost jefuita aici, am fost furioasa, am vrut sa plec! Am trecut prin toate starile posibile, sau aproape. Dar cred in continuare ca sistemul juridic ar trebui sa se ocupe de astfel de probleme. Daca am trece toti prin viata facandu-ne singuri dreptate ce crezi ca s-ar intampla cu noi?

17 09 2009
cezar

n-am zis ca ar trebui sa ne facem singuri dreptate. n-ar trebui, dar daca nu ne face altcineva (“justitia”, in cauza) atunci nici nu cred ca ar trebui sa stam cu mainile in san si sa fim pasivi. cred ca depinde si de societatea la care te raportezi… ghana nu e franta, cum nici romania nu e o tara nordica. chiar si in tarile astea asa zis civilizate, dreptate li se face de regula celor care au o anumita putere (ce tine de influenta sau bani), demonstrandu-se astfel ca nici un sistem justitiar din lume nu este perfect.

lasand aberatiile la o parte 🙂 … nu poti sa negi violenta, omul fiind violent din fire… si daca unii aleg sa o foloseasca impotriva mea, atunci aleg si eu sa o folosesc impotriva lor, inzecit. Cam asta e ideea… parerea mea e ca din cauza ca am avut o atitudine din asta pacifista am ajuns sa ne fie frica de tigani si unguri in propria noastra tara… si nu prea e corect, nu crezi?

18 09 2009
alexandrabirladianu

Cred ca in primul rand suntem cu totii oameni. Si uneori nu suntem tratati omeneste. Eu asta imi doresc, sa ma comport si sa fiu tratata omeneste, nu conteaza unde, in ce colt de lume 🙂 Suntem de asemenea imperfecti, deci automat, si societatile in care traim sunt imperfecte. Ce vreau de la mine in fiecare zi este sa tratez pe toata lumea, asa cum imi doresc eu sa fiu tratata, cu respect… Asta incerc sa fac. Nu e intotdeauna usor, si ma trezesc de multe ori in situatii in care sunt nepoliticoasa si aroganta. Nu vreau sa ma inraiesc, nu vreau sa ma schimb in rau doar pentru ca sunt oameni in jurul meu care nu merita respect. Asta e riscul cel mai mare care il vad pentru mine acum.

In ceea ce priveste minoritatile din Romania, nu as putea sa imi exprim o opinie bazata pe niste argumente. Mi-e rusine sa o spun dar nu am analizat niciodata situatia lor. Cred totusi ca problema cea mai mare pe care o are tara noastra acum este sistemul educational. Si nu doar tara noastra are aceasta problema. Oameni, indiferent de minoritate, rasa, sex, etc se comporta asa cum se comporta deoarece nu au valori. Si de aici vin toate problemele. Pentru uni e ok sa dea si sa primeasca mita, sa ii jigneasca pe ceilalti, sa ceara mai mult decat merita…

Nu stiu ce as face in situatia in care mi s-ar face rau, sau un membru al familiei mele ar fi ranit. Nu vreau sa ma gandesc la aceasta situatie. Si cand spun rau, nu ma referl la a fi jefuit. Ma refer la ceva mult mai grav. Sper ca nu voi trebui sa raspund la aceasta intrebare niciodata!

18 09 2009
cezar

ok. let’s agree to disagree 🙂

poate ne intalnim la urmatorul icps sa punem de-o discutie de grup pe tema asta 🙂

bafta in ghana!

22 09 2009
alexandrabirladianu

Mersi mult 🙂 Chiar ar fi fain sa ne vedem la un ICPS 🙂

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