I don't know how to start writing this. I have been battling fatigue for not sleeping properly for the past 10 days, moving from one's friend house to another friend's house, almost never spending a night in my home, facing a very well funded and well organized ruthless regime that views me as nothing but an annoying bug that its time to squash will come. The situation here is bleak to say the least.
It didn't start out that way. On Tuesday Jan 25 it all started peacefully, and against all odds, we succeeded to gather hundreds of thousands and get them into Tahrir Square, despite being attacked by Anti-Riot Police who are using sticks, tear gas and rubber bullets against us.
始まりはこんな風ではなかった。1月25日火曜日、すべては平和的に始まり、予測に反して我々は数十万人を集め、タハリール広場に集結させることに成功した。反暴動警察がこん棒や催涙ガス、ゴム弾を使って我々を攻撃してきたにもかかわらずだ。
それはその方法には乗り出しませんでした。1月25日の火曜日に、それは全く穏やかに始まりました。そして、私達は、警棒や催涙ガス、ゴム弾などをを使用してくる暴動鎮圧警官から攻撃を受けながらも、数十万人で決起し、タハリール広場に集まることに成功しました。
それは、あのような形で始まらなかった。1月25日火曜日、全ては平和的に始まった。そして強い抵抗にもかかわらず、私達はこん棒、催涙ガス、ゴム弾を使う半暴動警察の攻撃の中、何十万人もの人々をタハリール広場に集めることに成功した。
We managed to break all of their barricades and situated ourselves in Tahrir. The government responded by shutting down all cell communication in Tahrir square, a move which purpose was understood later when after midnight they went in with all of their might and attacked the protesters and evacuated the Square. The next day we were back at it again, and the day after. Then came Friday and we braved their communication blackout, their thugs, their tear gas and their bullets and we retook the square. We have been fighting to keep it ever since.