G-LERS THIS IS HOW YAHYA JAMMEH'S BASTERS ARE TREATING GAMBIAN OPPOSING HIS REGIME. OH MEN THESE GUYS ARE REAL VAMPIRES.
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>Subject: Shocking Narrative
>Date: Mon, 28 May 2001 20:27:50 -0000
>
>My Experience With the NIA (Cont'd)
>By Alhagie Nyabally, Ex-Gamsu Vice President
>Banjul, the Gambia
>
>
>
>The Independent (Banjul)
>
>COLUMN
>May 28, 2001
>Posted to the web May 28, 2001
>allAfrica.com
>
>At about 4.30 p.m., I dressed in my football gear to go for
>training. I
>placed my football on the back carrier of my bicycle and started
>riding to
>the park near the Buffer Zone in Talinding where our second division
>team
>was training.
>
>On my way to the football pitch, no sooner I took a curve from
>Bundung
>police station than I sighted two unnumbered cars behind me, one was
>the
>same Peugeot 505 that followed me from the GTTI and the other was a
>red
>Nissan vehicle.
>
>The red Nissan passed me and immediately stopped in front of my
>bicycle and
>I nearly knocked into it but slammed my brake to stop, while the 505
>packed
>by my side. All of a sudden I saw two men coming out from the red
>Nissan who
>asked whether I was Alhagie Nyabally and I said no. They started
>asking me
>lots of questions, which I answered in the negative and after about
>two
>minutes, I saw nine men surround me, including an army sergeant who
>I once
>saw in Kanilai during our courtesy call on President Jammeh.
>
>The army sergeant told me to put my bicycle in the car and before he
>finished I had already pushed my bicycle on them and took to my
>heels. They
>chased after me and shouting thief, and calling on people to help
>them catch
>a thief but nobody helped them, as I was sportily dressed. I ran
>into one
>Mr. Dibba's compound around and shouted, "help, the APRC people are
>taking
>me. They want to kill me". I ran into an open house and closed the
>door
>after me, held on firmly to the door handle but they came and forced
>open
>the door by braking the lock and forcefully took me out. At that
>spot I
>began receiving rains of blows on all parts of my body. I was
>bundled into
>the Peugeot 505 and driven to Banjul.
>
>On my way to Banjul, I was subjected to verbal insults while blows
>continued
>to rain on me until we arrived in Banjul. While I was in the car, I
>was
>forced to lie down on the car floor with two pistols pointed at me,
>one
>pointing to my head while the other to my stomach, followed by
>inhuman
>physical treatment. My knees were beaten with pistols while my eyes
>were
>tied with my jacket until we arrived in Banjul. I was taken to the
>NIA
>headquarters where I was made to sit on the floor and watered like a
>crop in
>the desert. I was later asked to crawl on my knees to a dark cell
>where I
>was locked until the following day.
>
>The following day, I was taken to an office where I found about 13
>men who
>interrogated me. One of the men called Tijan Bah asked one Demba
>Ceesay to
>undress me completely and take me in the flowers where I was again
>watered
>like a crop. Then Tijan asked me to put on my underwear, shorts and
>shirt
>and again several buckets full of water were poured on me. He
>(Tijan) again
>asked me to lie on the ground and turn like the donkeys do. He later
>instructed me to undress leaving only my underwear. I was then
>escorted by a
>security officer to Tijan's office again meeting about eight men
>there,
>including Tijan Bah, a man called Bamba and one Demba Ceesay
>together with
>one other short and tough fellow who put a handcuff on my hands and
>asked me
>to lie down. Then Tijan Bah, Bamba and the short and tough man
>started
>torturing me very mercilessly and at the same time verbally
>insulting my
>parents. All parts of my body were beaten and I sustained several
>injuries.
>They used cables and ropes made from cow skin as well as electric
>machines
>so that I was compelled to say things at their desire, I did not
>care
>whether they were true or false.
>
>At about 3 pm, after their interrogation, I was taken back to the
>same dark
>room where I had spent the night. During the interrogation I was
>asked who
>is sponsoring Gamsu, to which I told them were only sympathizers
>through
>donations, sponsored walks etc. They also asked me who was behind
>and
>helping Gamsu and I replied that it was the coalition of generous
>lawyers
>like Ousman Sillah, Emmanuel Joof, Mrs. Awa Sisay-Sabally and many
>others. I
>was also asked the amount we have in our account and I said we had
>only D500
>when I last knew the figure. "How do you spend your money?" they
>asked, and
>I replied that we spent it on fruitful ventures and sponsoring needy
>and
>deserving students. Severe beatings and other forms of torture and
>inhuman
>treatment followed all the questions.
>
>On Thursday morning, I was again called for interrogation and at
>about 3pm,
>I was asked to write down all what I have said at the commemoration
>at the
>G.T.T.I, which I did and I was released in the afternoon. I was
>warned not
>to disclose any of what had happened to me while being arrested and
>during
>my detention. Tijan Bah told me, "we know where you live and to get
>rid of
>you will be easy for us. We can pay or use taxi drivers to eliminate
>you
>while riding on your bicycle and we will say it was an accident. Or
>we can
>even pay your playmates to eliminate you. In fact we can do anything
>it
>takes to get you finished. For your safety, do not tell anybody,
>they said
>or when they catch me they will kill me. He asked me to return the
>followindg morning.
>
>I did, by 8'o'clock I was there in his office. I was asked to wait,
>I sat
>there till 2pm and later asked to go home till Friday. When I
>reported on
>Friday, I was made to sit in Tijan's office until 12pm when I was
>again
>asked to go home and come back the following Monday, which I did and
>by 2pm
>I was again asked to go home and to come back another day. This is
>what I
>have been subjected to ever since and I have now been asked to be
>reporting
>after every four days, and everytime I reported, I received a
>different sort
>of ill-treatment from Tijan Bah in his office.
>
>On Tuesday 10th May I received a letter from the Permanent Secretary
>Department of State for Education, Dr Saidou Jallow terminating my
>sponsorship on the grounds that there are not enough funds with the
>government to sponsor me.
>
>On Tuesday 22nd May 2001, between 3 and 4 pm while coming from the
>Nusrat
>High School library, I was stopped by four men who began to ask me
>about
>Alhagie Nyabally and his whereabouts. I told them that he was in the
>library. I was asked to describe the clothes he was wearing, and
>when I told
>them, the two of them went inside the library while the other two
>asked me
>to wait. When I refused, a scuffle began between us. During this
>scuffle two
>others entered the school premises at about the same time that the
>two who
>went to the library came out, making six men altogether. When I
>attempted to
>go away, they tried to stop me and in the process, I exchanged some
>blows
>with them during which I sustained a knee dislocation. While I was
>struggling to get away from them, the two of them were keeping guard
>just in
>case someone was in sight. When all six of them decided to go
>outside the
>compound to study the situation, two students came from the library
>to find
>out what the noise was about.
>
>One of the NIA men told them to get inside and within the blink of
>an eye
>five of them had disappeared remaining one who was wearing a mask
>telling me
>to keep calm. He said to me, "I am your friend once in the Gamsu
>leadership.
>Where is your wife and mother?" I told him that I have no wife and
>that my
>parents were back in our village. When he asked me where our village
>was, I
>replied that I would not tell him. At that juncture, I heard
>whistling from
>one of his colleagues outside and he responded to the whistle then
>later
>asked me to keep calm while he went out of the school campus.
>
>However, while going out, he asked me, "where is Besenty Gomez, your
>university president living?" I just insulted his mother and said to
>him,
>"you are a savage, a parasite and a stooge". I followed him to the
>school
>gate and saw them boarding a white pick up with lines on its sides
>facing
>towards the Bundung mosque. I then shouted, "you hooligans", and I
>went back
>to my house to relax with my pain.
>
>
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