A great personal account on the atmosphere in #Tahrir Square #Egypt #Jan25

Thoughts and Observations on the Egyptian Revolts

As I walk up to the first line of barricades I am directed to the women’s line as I ready my passport. At this civilian checkpoint a fashionable young hijabi woman looks over my passport while a woman wearing niqab gives me a full pat down, apologizing all the while. The space between barricades is emptied of cars and filled with people traveling in and out of the square. I go through two or three more of these checkpoints until breaking out of the building-lined streets into the wide open interior of the appropriately named Liberation Square.

Once inside I am immediately met with the loud sound of some nationalist song playing from the line of speakers strung up along the lampposts that follow the southeast edge of the square. There is movement everywhere. It is difficult to keep track of anyone. There are  huge banners with popular slogans on them or photos of those recently killed by police lining the buildings and fences that mark the borders of this newly independent space called Tahrir. There are Egyptian flags all around–held above the large metro vent waving in its wind, placed atop makeshift tents, painted on faces of young and old. The burned out National Democratic Party building looms in the near background acting as a reminder of the grave reason why so many people are gathered here.

I walk further into the square passing by small clusters of people either gathering to take photos of an interesting sign, joining in on a chant, or weighing in on a heated debate. Young men energetically walk by in pairs or small groups, many sporting bandages probably a couple days too old on their heads to show off their bravery in rock battles. There are all types of people around from wealthy, western-dressed, middle-aged women to poor, old, bearded men. People are holding their own hand written signs communicating many different messages but the word ‘freedom’ appears on the vast majority. Along the curbs, men in suits sit reading the newspaper or catching up on family news.

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~ by Vanzetti on February 10, 2011.

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