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October 9th, 2012

Egypt 2012: The Revolution Continues

 
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CNS photo/Amr Abdallah Dalsh, Reuters May 24, 2012

When I first arrived in Egypt as a working journalist it was June 2011 and everyone I encountered was still ecstatic about the revolution. Tahrir Square was still a symbol of the uprising and many Egyptians still held their military de facto rulers in high regard. Even on my way to Tahrir, my cab driver asked me proudly, “So, what do you think of our revolution? Isn’t it amazing?” His smile lit up his eyes. I nodded, saying it was impressive indeed.

This was in stark contrast to my next visit, when I came back for the one-year anniversary of the revolution on January 25, 2012. The growing unemployment and subsequent poverty had finally taken their toll on the people who now cared little about non-tangibles like democracy and freedom and more about making ends meet to buy food. Now on my way to the square, my cab driver asked me, “What good has this revolution brought me? I can’t feed my family!” Many drivers wouldn’t even take me to Tahrir, for fear of I’m-not-even-sure-what.

I interviewed many people who were torn about what to believe of the trajectory this revolution was taking. For every revolutionary who was willing to continue his or her fight with the ruling powers, there was a man or a woman who just wanted a return to normalcy. Some people were tired of protests blocking traffic and disrupting business, and other basic logistical issues you don’t think of when you’re watching a protest on TV from the comfort of your home.

The security vacuum after the revolution certainly helped fuel the idea that the revolution was counterproductive among regular Egyptians, who wanted nothing more than the feeling of safety, which eluded them after Mubarak’s ouster. Indeed, the months after the anniversary of the revolution brought many bizarre armed robberies of banks — something virtually unheard of in Egypt — emails circulating about carjackings on deserted roads, and stories of higher crime in general. Then, the “Port Said Massacre” happened in the beginning of February, when armed soccer fans attacked other fans at the end of the match, leaving more than 70 dead by official reports and many more injured.

I came back for the one-year anniversary of the revolution on January 25, 2012. The growing unemployment and subsequent poverty had finally taken their toll on the people who now cared little about non-tangibles like democracy and freedom and more about making ends meet to buy food.

The country seemed to plunge into a deep depression. I felt it while interviewing people for work, and while shopping for groceries. I didn’t see many smiles that week or for a long time after. It was as though a darkness had descended over Egypt as a whole. Footage of the dead bodies coming back from Port Said to the Ramses Train Station showed mothers anxiously waiting for their sons in the middle of the night. Some came back alive; others, dead. The cries of their mothers echoed in the station.

Many Egyptians clung to the only thing they had that didn’t cost a penny — faith. It makes sense to hold on tightly to something as personal as one’s religion when the world around you begins to crumbles. I recall visiting a very different Egypt in 2006, where many women wore hijab but not many wore the niqab, the full veil that covers the face. Now, I could easily see double the number of women in niqab. Though historically the Egyptian interpretation of Islam has been a relatively relaxed one, with the influx of Saudi influence as well as the turmoil of the revolution, the Egyptian interpretation had now turned into a much stricter version of its former self.

Since then, on paper, things have gone seemingly well: Mubarak out and in jail; elections in. Egypt held its first “free and fair” presidential election, voting in Mohamed Morsy as president, who created a new cabinet as of August.  But for many families used to a much safer Egypt, an Egypt where foreign embassies are left alone, the country has devolved into disarray. And the struggle for a better Egypt without tyranny, oppression and corruption continues.

The revolution was about so much more. It is about so much more. To quote a popular chant, it’s about “bread, freedom and social justice.” These are basic needs echoed in a revolution that asked for the most basic demands to be met. No one was asking for immeasurable wealth — just the ability to know food will be on the table and that free speech is not a crime. Until these very basic demands for many are met, “el sawra mostamerra” — the revolution continues.

 
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The Author : Carmel Delshad
Carmel Delshad is an Arab American multimedia journalist based in New York City. She is currently pursuing her master’s degree in journalism at the City University of New York, where she is studying international reporting. She is focusing in broadcast media, with an emphasis on radio and video for the web. She has conducted research on the effects of social media in the university setting and is very interested in pursuing further research on how social media is affecting the news landscape. Her post-graduation goal is to work with an international news agency as a multimedia reporter and eventually conduct research on the internet culture of youth in the Middle East.
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  • ruth housman

    Thank you for this update on Egypt. I was so hopeful, after what happened, that there was Promise in the air, of a better life for the masses of Egyptians. When I was in Egypt, I literally took my life into my hands just crossing the street in Cairo, and there was so much evident poverty. All one had to do, was take a short walk down any street. People cheated us, meaning my sister and I, thinking they could take something from some evidently rich foreigners, and that left a bad taste in my mouth. There was this threat, that if we didn’t give, we could suffer for it. It was not a good thing, because Egypt is steeped in history, and obviously so much that is good, for civilization, came through Egypt. I was struck by what you wrote about women now being so completely in “hiding” as in an upsurge of fundamentalist religion, as a way of combatting such deep inequities and problems. The extremes of anything in life, just don’t seem to work and women who submerge themselves are so often cruelly treated when it becomes a mandatory event. And the extremes of poverty are such that people resort to extreme measures and ways of being, to get ahead. Who do we blame? I go to God repeatedly and stand in Jerusalem at the Wailing Wall, wondering what will bring true promise to the world, a word that is so terribly hurt, terribly damaged, by all that we do, to each other and to our precious resource, the environment itself.

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