On Surinam, Bouterse and democracy.

This will be a very quick post, on the essence of my views regarding Surinam and Bouterse. Which is: Until Bouterse, his cohorts and all other human rights violators and violations (Also by the Jungle Commando and Brunswijk) are punished, our beloved Mother Surinam will never be fully democratic. Full stop.

Bouterses dictatorship and 8th december as feminist issues.

Why are the December murders and Bouterses dictatorship also feminist issues?
 
Because days after the murders, women in white protested against them.
 
Because several female anti-dictatorship activists were threatened with rape.
 
Because one girl got raped to get back at her father, and she is wheelchair bound to this day.
 
Because one activist got threatened with rape and had to flee Surinam. She came back as soon as she could and fights Bouterse to this day.
 
Because one woman got raped, got pregnant and lost her baby.
 
And because the aforemented crimes by Bouterse and his cohorts were NEVER punished!!!

The translation of the Trowstu Singi. (Mourning song)

The translation of the Trowstu Singi (Comfort song, sung at wakes and funerals): “With palm leaves he will go.
When he/she will arrive at the other side in Jerusalem, with palm leaves he will go.
A sacred angel will come to take him. When he will arrive at the other side in Jerusalem, a sacred angel will take him.
With songs he will go. With songs he will go. When he will arrive at the other side, with songs he will go.
With flowers he will go. With flowers he will go. When he will arive at the other side in Jerusalem, with flowers he will go.
With prayers he will go, with prayers he will go. When he arrives at the other side, in Jerusalem, with prayers he will go.
With love he will go. With love he will go. When he arrives at the other side, at Jerusalem, with love he will go.
With palm leaves he will go.
When he/she will arrive at the other side in Jerusalem, with palm leaves he will go.”

The December Murders in Surinam.

Today it is the 8th of December, the day on which 15 opposer of Desi Bouterses violent and illegal military dictatorship were tortured and murdered in Suriname, my country of origin. They paid the ultimate price for standing up for justice and speaking truth to power.

They are martyrs, just like my beloved sayyidina al Hussayn, and the brave resistance fighters who launched the February strike to protest against the persecution of Jews and Roma during World War 2.

Many of those murdered at 8 december were family, friends, comerades and acquaintances of my family.

Bram Behrs courage in the face of death and torture still gives me goosebumps and chills down my spine. He didn’t beg for his life, but proclaimed: “This is fascism, this is murder! I have been tortured and I haven’t done anything wrong!”

You are gone, but not forgotten. May God have mercy on your souls, bless them and reward them with Jannat al Firdaws (the Gardens of Paradise) and punish your murderers in this life and the hereafter, amen. And may peace, justice and truth return to out beloved Mother Surinam, Mama Sranan, Mai Sranan.

And may this beautiful Trowstu Singi (Comfort songs for funerals) be a comfort to all.