Algeria, December 4th, 2019
Tomorrow will be Thursday 5th, a week to the SHAME ELECTIONS.
What we have started on February 22nd, 2019 may take an end in a week of time. 7 days can be here to
erase the efforts of the past nine months. On April 2nd, 2019, the ex-president, Abdelaziz Bouteflika resigned, and that was the first victory of this popular movement, a first step into the tunnel, but yet the struggle has continued.
You can not imagine how hard it can be to talk about the situation in Algeria at the moment, as we are afraid to face a dead end. It has taken us courage and resilience, 20 years of courage under a corrupt regime, 20 years of dictatorship to get conscious that we deserve better; the people and the country. 41 Fridays, 41 Tuesdays, are the statistics of the systematic protests since February 22, 2019.
The system, the regime, what we call the system, has decided, at a specific deadline, to organize elections on July 4th with results to be announced on July 5th, the Anniversary of Independence of Algeria of 1962, WHAT A COINCIDENCE ! Nothing but a tool to remove all the symbolism that the anniversary could carry. Under popular pressure, these elections were cancelled -postponed as they said- while preparing another scenario; elections to be organized on December 12th, 2019 with a majority of opposition, a majority that is still on the streets. But yet, the government, playing the deaf and blind monkey, did not have an alternative, not enough courage to face the will and the aspiration of the people.
Next Thursday, December 12th, might be the end of what has started in February, it might be the end of nine months of struggles, of protesting, of sit-ins , of organizing, of mobilizing. Then a thought came in randomly . . . What can happen that day might be the beginning of the end also. A regime with a goal to make our movement poor, to push us to give the arms and stop fighting.
But guess what ? I AM PROUD! I am very proud of my people, very proud to say that I belong to this Algerian generation of 2019. I am very proud to belong to what they call the situation in Algeria, well, guess what again? This is not just a situation! I am proud to belong to the 2019 ALGERIAN REVOLUTION.
What happened on February 22nd, 2019, are not masses walking on the streets with placards, algerian flags, berber flags -the identity flag-, sudanese and palestinian flags -in solidarity-, because what happend on February 22nd is about 42 million voices in Algeria and few other millions in the Diaspora showing their love for this holy country. Algeria, my beloved Dzayer, is not here to say anything, or to prove anything. Algeria is here to be carried by us, Algeria is here to be honoured and treated like SHE deserves, and what SHE deserves is the right to dream.
By deciding to host elections on December 12th, the government is putting an end to our dreams, our aspirations and our values of dignity and solidarity. Maybe, just maybe, maybe . . . what we have achieved and unleashed for the past months could be a way to have this bright future that we are all dreaming about for Dzayer, a way to achieve a concrete situation of dreams and aspirations. Yet, it was also a way to dream . . .
Dreaming my country is now prohibited !
Talking about my country is now prohibited . . . Walking on the streets is prohibited !
Even our right to be Algerians is prohibited !
How hard it can be to think about what can happen on that day, after that day or just the day before. We are now systematically living day by day, waiting for something to happen, we do not want to ask questions as we are afraid of what it can bring us. I am afraid.
I am afraid . . .
No, wait! We are here. We are still mobilizing, screaming and claiming our rights, just our rights, something we are supposed to have, not to go and get. You simply have it. But in my country, it is prohibited as you need to fight for it, fight for your basics.
In Algeria, you need to be authorized to have rights.
Honestly, I don't know how I should conclude this as I am afraid that if I conclude it, it will die in its on silence, just like I was afraid on February 22nd. But long live the people and long live the country. Long live holy Algeria ! I am so freaking proud to belong to this country, to this generation, and to this revolution !
Let's say, to be continued . . .
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