With Hosni Mubarak gone, let’s do a little Egyptian math on the Mubarak years.
According to experts, the fortune amassed by Egypt’s former president and his two sons (both billionaires) could reach $70 billion. That includes funds in secret offshore bank accounts
and investments in residences and real-estate properties reaching from
Rodeo Drive in Beverley Hills to Wilton Place in central London and
Egypt’s Sharm el-Sheik tourist resort. Since Mubarak has been president
for 30 years, he’s put that little fortune together at a record clip
-- something like $2 billion or more a year. He and his family are now
worth approximately four times the gross domestic product (GDP) of Paraguay, five times the GDP of embattled Afghanistan, and more than ten times the GDP of Laos. He may be the richest man
and they the richest family on Earth. All this happened, by the way,
in the years when millions of Egyptians -- at least one in every 10 -- lost their farms, while more than 40% of Egyptians live on less than $2 a day.
And let’s just mention a few others
in the cast of characters who let the good times roll and made a few
bucks off the reign of the Mubarak family: steel magnate and ruling
party insider Ahmed Ezz,
for instance, managed to eke out a $3 billion fortune, while former
Interior Minister Habib Ibrahim El-Adly scraped by with a
near-rock-bottom $1.2 billion. And they are just two of at least five
much-loathed Mubarak cronies who reportedly crossed the billion-dollar
mark in these years.
As for a trio of Washington lobbyists -- former Republican
representative Bob Livingston, former Democratic representative Toby
Moffett, and mover-and-shaker Tony Podesta -- who bravely hired
themselves out to the Mubarak regime, they made
chump change: reportedly a mere $1 million a year for their efforts.
Who knows what Frank Wisner, the former ambassador sent to Cairo by the
Obama administration to give Mubarak the boot, made working for Patton,
Boggs, a company which proudly boasts of the litigation work it’s done for Mubarak and company? Conflict of interest anyone?
Meanwhile, don’t forget the Egyptian military. It didn’t do so badly in the Mubarak years either. After all, according to one expert, it owns "virtually every industry in the country," and it still managed to take in a handy $35 billion in “aid” from Washington since 1978.
As for ordinary Egyptians who protested the devolving state of their
country? Estimates of the number of political prisoners in Egypt’s grim jails have varied over the years from 6,000 to 17,000. Their well-being was overseen by former head of intelligence Omar Suleiman. Since Egypt was a “torture destination of choice” for the Bush administration’s Global War on Terror, Suleiman happily oversaw that program, too, as Mubarak’s torturer-in-chief.
Appointed vice president by his pal, Suleiman was the “democrat” the
Obama administration seemed ready to back until recently to manage the
“transition to democracy.”
All in all, should we wonder that such a torturing kleptocracy on the
Nile is now being shaken to its foundations and that another spirit, a
spirit of democracy, freedom, and justice, is rising in the region?
Sometimes such a spirit can be caught in the story of a single ordinary,
yet remarkable, life. Jen Marlowe has done so in her just-published
book The Hour of Sunlight: One Palestinian’s Journey from Prisoner to Peacemaker.
It’s a remarkable story about how even prison can prepare the way for
another world and its message, as Marlowe’s latest TomDispatch post
indicates, is particularly appropriate for this Middle Eastern moment.
(To catch Timothy MacBain’s latest TomCast audio interview in which
Marlowe discusses how prison became university for one Palestinian
prisoner, click here, or download it to your iPod here.) Tom
Sami’s political awakening came in 1980, when he was inducted into a
highly organized, democratic community and, at the age of 18, began a
program of serious study, reading hundreds of books including:
The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
Jean-Jacques Rousseau’s Social Contract
Makarenko’s Pedagogical Poem
The writings of Ho Chi Minh, Basil Liddell Hart, and Angela Davis
Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
The Incoherence of the Philosophers by Imam Ghazali
The Call of the Wild by Jack London
Arab Nationalism Between the Reality of Separation and the Aspiration for Unity by Munir Shafiq
The complete works of Dostoevsky. Twice.
These were not parts of syllabi for courses in political science and
literature. Sami was not in a university. He was a Palestinian political
prisoner in an Israeli jail, incarcerated for building a bomb with two
friends intended to be used against Israeli security forces. The bomb
exploded prematurely, killing one of Sami’s friends. He and his other
friend were arrested by the Israeli secret service, tortured,
interrogated, and finally sentenced to 10 and 15 years in prison,
respectively.
It was in prison that Sami received his higher education. The veteran
prisoners in his jail had established a complex, intricate,
community-based society with self-governance. This included a program of
study for the new prisoners via a curriculum created and overseen by an
education committee.
Previously, political prisoners had been forced to work in Israeli
military factories, making netting for tanks and building crates to hold
missiles. The prisoners revolted, burning down one of the factories,
and then made a collective decision: their efforts and energy would go
only towards their own people. They won access to books, paper, and pens
through hunger strikes and other acts of resistance.
A Palestinian Odyssey
For the first three years of his confinement, Sami sat with five
other new prisoners in a circle on the concrete floor of their cell for
six hours a day, six days a week, being instructed in great detail by
two older cellmates/teachers. One of them covered the background of
Fatah (the secular Palestinian national liberation movement that Sami
was a member of) and the other taught the history of rebellion and
revolution in the modern world, from the Bolsheviks in Russia to Fidel
Castro’s Cuban guerrillas and the Vietnamese movement that defeated the
French and Americans in a decades-long war. Their lessons were peppered
with comparisons to and anecdotes from places as distant and disparate
as Ireland and South Africa.
After
the six hours of group meetings, Sami and his fellow prisoners would
sit on their mats, each with a book, reading in silence for the rest of
the day. The books were assigned, but the education committee mixed the
fare. A dense political volume like Mahdi Abd Al-Hadi’s The Palestinian Issue and the Political Projects for Resolution would be followed with a volume of poetry or a novel like Nikolai Ostrovsky’s How the Steel Was Tempered.
When Sami graduated from the mandatory courses, he was free to
determine his own reading and composed a list of 70 titles. Taking
advice from the older prisoners, Fyodor Dostoevsky’s novels topped his
list.
Given the mainstream media’s emphasis on the role of inflammatory
Islamic rhetoric in the Palestinian resistance movement, one might
assume the prisoners’ reading list would have been replete with books
focusing on anti-Israel indoctrination. In reality, Sami underwent the
intensive equivalent of a liberal arts education.
He emerged from his decade in prison well-versed in Greek and Roman
classics, Russian literature, world history, philosophy, psychology,
economics, and much more. He read The Odyssey and The Iliad
three times each. He read the Torah, the New Testament, and the Qur’an.
He read the letters that future Indian Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru
wrote from prison to his daughter, Indira Gandhi, a future prime
minister herself. Sami describes the prison library as “an ocean.” The
texts mentioned above only skim the surface of his deep plunge into
world literature.
This education system was just one element of the remarkable society
that Palestinian prisoners built inside Israeli prisons. They held
elections every six months for a prison-wide council and steering
committee. They divided themselves into committees chaired by the
members of that steering committee, responsible for education,
communication with the Israeli guards, security, and intra-prisoner
affairs.
Sami served several times on the elections committee and the magazine
committee. When his cell got hold of a contraband radio, he and his
cellmates became the news committee, surreptitiously listening to radio
reports at night and stealthily disseminating the news in headline form
to the other cells each morning.
There were daily book discussions in the cell, weekly political
meetings between cells, and monthly gatherings of the entire 120-person
section or corridor of cells to take up thorny topics of disagreement
among members of the different Palestinian resistance movements jailed
together. When the prisoners engaged in any joint action, such as a
hunger strike, the decision would be made collectively after lengthy
deliberation.
Israeli guards sometimes revoked the privileges of the prisoners as a
form of punishment. The harshest punishment of all was the confiscation
of pens, paper, and books. Books, according to Sami, were the
prisoners’ souls.
The Impact of Prison
Prison did n
ot further radicalize Sami in the ways one might expect,
nor did it stoke a desire for revenge or for the further use of
violence. Instead, locked away, he began to develop a worldview grounded
in principles of nonviolence, democracy, and equal rights. Undoubtedly,
he was influenced by a collection of speeches he came across by Martin
Luther King Jr., as well as the teachings of Gandhi that he read. But
much of the human being that Sami grew into emerged from the society the
prisoners had painstakenly created, with its emphasis on reading,
discussion, reflection, democracy, solidarity, and equality.
Sami speaks with nostalgia of the weekly “criticism” meetings that
the older prisoners in his cell facilitated. He approached the first
such meeting with trepidation. No one, after all, likes to be scolded
for doing something wrong.
He was taken off-guard when the prisoner-facilitators started the
meeting by criticizing themselves. Then, turning to the younger
prisoners, they began with positive feedback, noting, for example, who
had participated actively in group discussions. The prisoners were also
given the opportunity to critique each other, but only after each had
criticized himself first.
Sitting in those meetings, Sami came to realize that much of the goal
of this prison society was, as he puts it, to build the humanity of the
young prisoners. Political books and discussion provided intellectual
stimulation, literature engendered empathy and compassion, and carefully
facilitated discussions fostered connection and solidarity.
Prison as a place of study is hardly unique to Palestinians. Though
in the United States prison is notorious for intense violence, political
prisoners worldwide have historically used their time of incarceration
to educate themselves. Malcolm X famously taught himself to read and
write in prison. Long Kesh prison in Northern Ireland, where many Irish
Republican Army volunteers were jailed, was regularly referred to as
“the university of Long Kesh.” While locked away on Robben Island for
27 years, Nelson Mandela received a Bachelor of Laws degree from the
University of London.
What was suprising to me, however, was the intricate community built
by the Palestinian prisoners, with enormous care taken to nurture and
educate the young. The path that Sami set out on, while in prison for
constructing a bomb, led him to an unshakeable belief that Israelis and
Palestinians can and must work together to build a common future of
peace with justice. I had never considered the possibility that a decade
in prison might not harden a prisoner against his jailers but provide
him with the intellectual and emotional tools to become a passionate
advocate for reconciliation.
Prison was instrumental in shaping Sami’s worldview and his growth as
a courageous and critical thinker, thanks not just to his determination
to study, but to the fact that older political prisoners viewed the
development and education of a younger generation as their primary human
and political task. Sami’s own proudest moment, he would later tell me,
was when it was his turn to become a teacher.
From Israeli Prison to Tahrir Square: connecting the dots
As I watched the events in Tahrir Square unfold, leading to President
Mubarak's ouster, I experienced the same excitement and inspiration I
first felt when Sami began describing his prison experience to me.
There are striking parallels between the two in terms of solidarity,
human connection, and incredible organization.
For example, neighborhoods in Cairo organized their own volunteer
guards to make sure their streets and homes remained safe; people set up
ad-hoc clinics in Tahrir Square; demonstrators banded together to
protect the Egyptian Museum and its priceless treasures from
regime-friendly thugs and looters. And according to a Democracy Now report by Sharif Abdel Kouddous, when a group of demonstrators associated with the Muslim Brotherhood began to chant “Allah Akbar!” the crowd drowned them out with the chant, “Muslim, Christian, we are all Egyptian!”
But I watched with dismay the way the Fatah-led Palestinian Authority
(PA) responded to the protests. It seems reasonable to expect that
those who struggled for their own people’s freedom would be quick to
support an Egyptian nonviolent struggle for democracy. Yet the PA banned
and suppressed solidarity demonstrations in the West Bank -- and such
repression of political expression was no isolated incident. The once
revolutionary Fatah movement has become the corrupt, authoritarian, and
self-serving Palestinian leadership we see today.
There are complex reasons for this transformation, including the fact
that, though some of Sami’s former cellmates now hold high positions
within the PA, much of the current Palestinian leadership is drawn not
from the revolutionary prison generation, but from PLO members who
returned from exile in 1996 after the signing of the 1993 Oslo Accords.
In addition, those accords created the Palestinian Authority as a
quasi-government without a state. The political goals of a national
liberation movement and the political project of nation building were
absorbed by an entity (the PA) that had functionally become a
sub-contractor for the Israeli occupation.
Beyond the specifics, there is the issue of the nature of power
itself. Once a regime -- any regime -- is in power, its tendency is to
do whatever it takes to cling onto, consolidate, and expand that power,
even at the expense of the very ideals it came to power to uphold.
Whatever the mixture of reasons, if there is a parallel to be drawn
between the incredible Palestinian political prisoner community of the
1980s and the inspirational people’s revolution emerging like a tidal
wave in the Arab world today, there is also a warning to be offered.
Today’s Palestinian Authority provides a lesson for the people of Egypt.
It is not enough to struggle for freedom and democracy against an
authoritarian or dictatorial regime (or, in the Palestinian case, an
occupying power). Once the revolutionaries obtain power, the struggle
for those same core values becomes even more difficult and critical.
May Palestinians and Egyptians gain strength and solidarity from one
another as they demand freedom as well as a meaningful political voice.
May they learn from each other as they build enduring institutions of
democracy and pluralism. May they continue to nurture hundreds of
thousands of courageous, critical thinkers.
The people’s revolution is still unfolding in Egypt and all over the
Arab world, including the occupied Palestinian territories. Where it
will lead is unknown. If, however, it maintains (or, in the case of the
Palestinians, rediscovers) its roots in ideals about a caring community
that nurtures the humanity of its young, as in Tahrir Square and as in
the Israeli jail where Sami Al Jundi went to “university,” then genuine
social change in the Arab world is inevitable.