perhaps a couple of tweets was it. that doesn't mean the brave people of egypt weren't in my thoughts and heart. they were and are.
28 hours in the dark heart of Egypt's torture machine
A blindfolded Robert Tait could only listen as fellow captives were given electric shocks and beaten by Mubarak's security services
Robert Tait
pic: Rough justice: Egyptian plainclothes police officers arresting a demonstrator in Cairo. Hundreds of opponents of President Hosni Mubarak have been detained, protesters say. Photograph: Marco Longari/AFP/Getty Images
28 hours in the dark heart of Egypt's torture machine
A blindfolded Robert Tait could only listen as fellow captives were given electric shocks and beaten by Mubarak's security services
Robert Tait
The sickening, rapid click-click-clicking of the electric shock device sounded like an angry rattlesnake as it passed within inches of my face. Then came a scream of agony, followed by a pitiful whimpering from the handcuffed, blindfolded victim as the force of the shock propelled him across the floor.
A hail of vicious punches and kicks rained down on the prone bodies next to me, creating loud thumps. The torturers screamed abuse all around me. Only later were their chilling words translated to me by an Arabic-speaking colleague: "In this hotel, there are only two items on the menu for those who don't behave – electrocution and rape."
Cuffed and blindfolded, like my fellow detainees, I lay transfixed. My palms sweated and my heart raced. I felt myself shaking. Would it be my turn next? Or would my outsider status, conferred by holding a British passport, save me? I suspected – hoped – that it would be the latter and, thankfully, it was. But I could never be sure......................
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