Aisha Gaddafi

April 15, 2011 by staff 

Aisha Gaddafi, They meet every night, ready to die for the Brother Leader. Wrapped in green fair, waving flags, chanting slogans, holding up portraits of her “Guide”, chanting, dancing and praying, Muammar Gaddafi are human shields against NATO airstrikes.

In the early hours of Friday, exactly years after U.S. forces bombed Gaddafi Bab al-Aziziya compound in central Tripoli, thousands gathered in defiance of the new international coalition against the brutal regime of Libya’s efforts to suppress the uprising.

Whipped by the speaker were honest songs and patriotic songs that were already in a state of fervor when Aisha Gaddafi, Libyan leader’s daughter, appeared high in the skeleton of a bombed building.

Against a backdrop of shattered facade and wrapped in a headscarf flowing green and gold, Aisha pumped her fists at the crowd as they roared and hooted their approval.

Just hours earlier, NATO aircraft had flown missions over Tripoli. Explosions and fire response and anti-aircraft fire echoed around the capital, destroying at least one military site and causing damage to the explosion of a nearby university cafeteria.

Aisha was a message of uncompromising challenge. Referring to the strike in 1986, said: “They fell on their missiles and bombs us, who tried to kill, killing dozens of children in Libya now, a quarter of a century later, it rained missiles and bombs. On my head and their children. ”

Beneath it was a statue of a giant golden fist crushing a Western warplane in its claws. The throbbing crowd – mostly men but including hundreds of women separated to one side – appeared intoxicated in the love and loyalty.

“Talking about Gaddafi resignation is an insult to all the Libyans are no longer Gaddafi in Libya, but in the hearts of all Libyans,” said Aisha. “Gaddafi said that if the Libyan people do not want me, I do not deserve to live. The Libyan people responded:” He who does not want you do not deserve life. ” ”

Gaddafi fable half dozen female guards went to one side as Aisha said, some with their faces covered, in an atmosphere similar to a football crowd hyped up he ran into a rock concert.

Gaddafi worship is evident throughout the capital. Huge portraits of him – waving a stern expression, smiling with folded hands, silhouetted against the rays of the rising sun – hanging from buildings. Many in the crowd Friday night wore miniature versions rolling green ribbons around their necks.

“I love him more than my husband,” said Randa Mohamed, 28, her voice hoarse from shouting and singing. “We never will.’ll Do anything to protect it.”

This open display of the loyalty of the fracture when few opportunities that came out of conversations within earshot of caregivers and informants omnipresent regime arise. “He should go for the sake of Libya”, a view expressed in a low voice. These few glimpses beneath the surface are always accompanied by fear visible on the opportunity to be heard and punished.

But in the complex of Bab al-Aziziya, there was only a message of devotion to Gaddafi and hatred of the rebel opposition to NATO and Libya. “Never give up. Victorious or die” read a song.

As the foreign media were escorted from the premises at the end of the speech of Aisha, “Zenga Zenga” song played over the speakers. The words are taken from a speech by Saif al-Islam, Aisha’s brother and son of Gaddafi at the beginning of the conflict, in which undertook to pursue the rebels.

“House by house, room to room, alley alley from person to person to be disinfected throughout the country in the dirt,” he goes. “Zenga Zenga” – alley alley – has become part of the lexicon loyal Libya, a chilling term of approval among people in the grip of Gaddafi.

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