Detained
And Tortured By
The US Military
By Jim Loney
Electronic
Iraq
20 February, 2004
Ahmed
is a 52 year-old farmer who lives on the outskirts of Bagdhad. He was
detained and tortured by US forces at the end of January. Ahmed has
8 children. His youngest son is 11 years old. He grows vegetables, wheat,
rice and beans, and is a driver for the Ministry of Irrigation. He asked
us not to use his real name for fear of punishment from the US military.
The following story
is an edited version of his translated remarks. Ahmed met with Christian
Peacemaker Teams and Occupation Watch on February 13, 2004. This is
his story.
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One day, at the
end of January, there was an explosion about 2km away. I was inside
my house when we heard the voice of the explosion. We went to the mosque
as usual to pray because it was Friday [the Muslim equivalent of the
sabbath]. When we finished the prayers, we saw helicopters everywhere
and we heard the news that the Americans came to my house and arrested
my nephew who was visiting from another city. I told everyone in my
family we did nothing so they will release him.
My son lives in
the next house. They searched his house and took his money. When they
finished checking his house they were waiting for us. They arrested
my son and I and asked us if we did this explosion. We said no. They
asked us do you know who did it and we said no. The soldiers said either
tell us you did it, or tell us who did it.
They handcuffed
me and took me to their car by grabbing the back of my shirt. They stopped
their cars at the place of the explosion. They took me again by my shirt,
showed us the explosion and then started beating us. They put bags over
our heads so we cannot see who is beating us. They kicked me with their
shoes.
On the way to the
camp, I asked for water and they beat me on the head with the bottle
of water. I fell down when I was getting out of the car and somebody
lifted me under my arms and threw me to the ground. They lined us up
against a wall. Somebody kicked me, my head jerked and banged into the
wall. I fell down.
They took us at
1:00pm and we reached the camp at 5:30pm. We only had water for four
days -- no food. And for all this time we were outside -- not under
a roof -- and we can see nothing because we are wearing a hood.
After I hit the
wall with my head and fell down, they handcuffed me with my hands behind
my back lying on my stomach. [Ahmed shows us his wrists. They are ringed
with pink scar tissue.] They kept me in this position through the night
and into the next day -- almost 24 hours -- and we weren't allowed to
move our legs in that time. We could not sleep during that time because
they would kick us. I don't know for sure, but I think they did this
for a purpose, as a way to torture us and not give us a chance to sleep.
Look at this. [His
wife brings in a white tunic. Numbers are written in black marker across
the front of the tunic.] This is what they wrote on me, to identify
me.
During this 24 hours,
they brought some dogs. I could hear them searching and doing things
with them. They didn't bite me, but I could hear the screams of other
people being bitten.
There was a translator
and I tried to tell him that we cannot feel our hands -- it feels like
they are cut -- but he said that's the way it is.
The next day, they
made us sit cross-legged with our hands handcuffed behind our backs
and we are still hooded. The soldiers would come and kick us on the
knee cap and you can hear them laughing.
I was so tired,
but if I started to fall asleep they would kick me. When you asked the
translator to go to the toilet the soldiers would shout at you and kick
you. You have to ask 10 to 15 times before they let you go.
When you reach the
toilet, they release your hands but you cannot use them -- they won't
bend -- so sometimes you cannot control yourself.
For all this time
there was no food -- only water. It did not rain, but it was cold. We
had to sit this way all through the night until the next day. This is
the mark it made. [Ahmed shows us a quarter-sized, red scab on the outside
bones of his ankles.] Then they made us stand for 24 hours. And so it
continued this way for four days.
Sometimes they would
take me to another place, always by the neck, and sometimes they would
let me walk into a wall. They interviewed me three times. Each time
they took me inside a room before someone with a translator. They lifted
the hood from my head. It's made of the same clothes the Americans use
to make sand bags. They asked me for 3 to 5 minutes if I know someone
who did it and then they took back. They were just looking for information.
After 4 days, they
told me I will go to have lunch. They took me in front of the wall and
beside me was a dog. A soldier had a biscuit to give the dog and a piece
of meat to give to me but I couldn't eat the meat because of its smell.
So I told him give me the biscuit and give the meat to the dog, but
the soldier gave the biscuit and the meat to the dog. [In Islamic culture,
dogs are considered shameful.] They put the bag back on my head and
took me back to my place.
On the fifth day,
again taking me by the neck and hitting me into walls, they put me in
a car and took me to Scania Factory, a huge military base they built
in Al Dora [a suburb of Baghdad]. It was not only me, I think, because
I could hear other voices with me. They searched me, took my cigars
and my lighter and my money, and put it in a bag. They said I would
get it back.
One of the soldiers
spoke to me in Arabic. He said he will help me. He said he will put
me with the group that has already been tortured. They took off the
bag and freed my hands.
They took our group
inside a room and closed the door. There were beds inside this room,
and blankets so you can sleep. I slept inside this room but there was
no food until 9:00 in the night. They brought us the same food they
make for the soldiers which is difficult for us to eat. Then we spent
all of the night until the next morning. In the morning you can go to
the toilet if you want. We spent three days in this room. There were
20 people in this room.
After the 3 days,
they took 10 of us and stood us against the wall outside. They said
they will release us. They said when you reach the main road, stop a
car and tell them you have no money and that you will pay them when
you get home. They did not return my ID or my cigars or my money.
I went to the main
road, found a taxi and drove home.
God says you have
to tell the truth. For that reason I am telling you the truth.
Ali, Ahmed's 26
year-old son, told his story next. He has three children (ages 1, 3
and 4) and is a driver for the Ministry of Education. Like his father
he was hooded, handcuffed and received no food for four days.
They put us in a
dark room and we were sitting cross-legged on the floor. They took the
bag off my head and an officer who was doing the investigation asked
me with a translator about the explosion -- who did it, where I was.
Then they put the bag over my head again and took me back [to where
my father was].
At the second time,
they took my father first and then they took me. They told me that my
father told them everything so now we want to hear the truth from you.
I replied to them the same -- I don't know anything about the explosion.
The third time,
they put me inside the same room with the officer and the translator.
They took the bag off my head and put me against the wall. He came really
close to me and told me not to look to the left or to the right, to
look just at him. He said you will answer my questions. But first he
gave me four points to remember. Because I was nervous I forgot the
fourth point and he beat me with his hand and I fell down. He asked
me the four points again but I forgot the fourth point again so he kicked
me in the groin and I fell down.
He kept asking me
about the explosions. He put his hand under my chin and lifted me up
from the floor. While he was doing this to me he said if you vomit you
must swallow it -- don't spit it out. Then he hit me with his hand and
I fell and he kicked me with his shoes. Then he said if you refuse to
answer my questions I will take pictures of your wife and your mother
and your sister naked and I will put them on the satellite as a sex
film. The last time he beat me I collapsed and I couldn't remember anything
after that.
The next day they
used something like a needle on my neck and my back. I couldn't tell
what it was because I was hooded, but it felt like they were poking
me with a nail.
When we were released
after four days, they took us to the outside gate. We were 11 persons
and they left all of us with our hands handcuffed behind our backs.
We had to go to someone with a shop nearby and ask for a knife to cut
our handcuffs.
When they released
me, they took 400,000 dinars (about $280 US) and my ID.
Jim Loney is a member of the Christian Peacemaker Teams, a Chicago-based
violence reduction program sponsored by Mennonite, Brethren, Quaker,
Presbyterian and Baptist church organizations. Occupation Watch is a
joint project of an international coalition of peace and justice groups
including Bridge to Baghdad, Code Pink and Global Exchange. Both organizations
are currently monitoring American human rights violations in Iraq.