The last resort of lazy bloggers - The Photo Blog

Barskoon,Horse Festival, Kyrgyzstan.

Please pay attention to the exhibitionist on the right...

Quis custodiet custodes?

"The Central Intelligence Agency’s secret interrogation program operated under strict rules, and the rules were dictated from Washington with the painstaking, eye-glazing detail beloved by any bureaucracy".

The final question is: There could have been someone who really thought CIA was acting independently from the top? How can someone say he didn't know what was going on behind closed doors?

Related links:
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/26/opinion/26wed1.html
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/26/us/26prison.html?_r=1&hp

Life is Fiction - How messing around with weapons in Angola can help chairing a Department of Spanish Philology

These days I received a visit from some Spaniard friends of mine. They're traveling around the region and - as usual when friends of friends are involved - me and Federica are providing logistic and gastronomic support for what is in our power.

On Tuesday we had dinner together with some Kyrgyz friends and a German journalist in a restaurant with good food and ill-mannered waitresses.

We spoke a lot about countries in Central Asia, especially about Kyrgyzstan and - most of all - Uzbekistan.

One of this Spaniards has an insane interest towards soviet history and knows a huge amount of paradoxical anecdotes about that period, but all these stories were nothing compared to some people he met in Tashkent.

Photostory - Weekend at Voronzovka

Last week end I went staying for three days in the Regional school of Chuy Oblast, located in Voronzovka.

I was invited through Achim Merlo, my UNV supervisor, to join together with other International UNVs a summercamp for children far from home and orphans. My Office had no problem in authorizing an "unofficial" day off for me to go there on Friday early morning, they all commended the idea and the initiative.

In vino veritas

Sunday morning was devoted to food shopping for the Italian cooking-class day.

I had the chance to practice a lot my Russian with Marshrutka drivers, sellers, passers-by, beggars, drunk people.

A police officer in plain clothes - after checking my documents - praised my good Russian. A small girl selling juices did the same with a very good English. Also a miller commended my use of his difficult and fascinating language.

Hint for a good PhD topic

"The non-consistency of glass doors in the conception of plastered Kyrgyz girls - A series of case studies".

What do you think?

The Rocky Horror Election Show

On July 23 Kyrgyz people have been called to poll station to decide who's going to be their President for next 5 years.

Against all expectations, Presidential Apparatus played a fair and transparent game.

Another Journalist/HR defender bites the dust in Chechnya

from BBC.

Russian President Dmitry Medvedev has expressed "outrage" at the murder of a prominent human rights activist, Natalia Estemirova.

Kyrgyz odisseys - On the road... again!?

I just came back from Chong-Kemin. On the way to the town our driver stubbornly refused to hear our suggestion on the itinerary, just to get lost in the middle of nowhere.

When we finally got to convince him that we were very close to leaving the country rather than reaching the Community Based Tourism we were looking for, he noticed we were running out of
fuel. We had to drive 25 minutes back to find a petrol pump.

It took us 5 hours to settle in our Yurta, that was 150 km far away from Bishkek.

Immigration - a scant view from the other side of the fence

Being a "rich Western European" - as Franziska is kindly used to remind me any time I show little surprise for some local cultural peculiarity - I'm used to think to immigration in a one way only.

To me - oddly proud member of the above mentioned category -, immigrants are poor indigent or needy people somehow entering Europe or USA to find a job or reach some relative.

In rich Western European's mind immigration is a smooth, neat process involving some lazy immigration office employees and a line of visa-endowed poor people waiting to file their requests.

The nerd or youngest will dare picture poor people sitting in front of a pc monitor in an internet point waiting for the right moment to send all documents via immigration office web portal, but this is already the farthest point our imagination is able to reach. Let's say that it comes very close to science-fiction...

It’s classified. Please help yourself.

One of our Spanish friends is a researcher from a European Research Center; his PhD work focuses on political instability in region under influence of former Soviet Union. After some months of travel and interviews in a couple of former USSR countries he finally reached Kyrgyzstan, where he was expected to conclude his pilgrimage.

Last week we met Alejandra, Lecturer of Spanish Language at Kyrgyz National University and common friend, who told us that his laptop and backup disk has been stolen couple of days before.

Hot borders (Why in the end a country is not different from a condo)

This news is widely broadcast in Kyrgyzstan, a country that doesn't like be quiet and peaceful for too long, especially if elections are on sight.

QED - Quod Erat Demonstrandum

Yesterday in my last post I wrote about the armed attack near Uzbek border.

I also presented two options for the follow up to these events. One of the two options was that Uzbekistan would have blamed some unknown extremist group coming from Kyrgyzstan for what had happened in its territory.

Border Service of Kyrgyzstan tightens security measures on border with Uzbekistan

The Border Service of Kyrgyzstan announced today that it has tightened security measures on borders. The Border Service of Kyrgyzstan confirmed information about the explosion that occurred in the night of May 25 and 26 in the Uzbek town of Khanabad, also known for hosting a US airbase (K2 or Camp Stronghold Freedom) vacated in 2005 after unrest in the area.

"According to the obtained information, the explosions are reported to have taken place at 02:00 in the town of Khanabad of the Republic of Uzbekistan on May 26," the Border Service of Kyrgyzstan said.

On the other side, Uzbekistan is claiming for clashes to have started in Kyrgyzstan.

No land for minors, women and disabled...

For all of you (probably none) who are wondering what happened to the poor 32 people arrested, tortured, prosecuted and sentenced for Nookat events, here you have the (un)happy ending.

Now, their only hope is with the High Commissioner for Human Rights and international community to intervene advocating on their behalf.

How to get robbed by police offers in a dark street in Bishkek

Sometimes things happen to you when you really don’t expect them.

Well, to be honest this was definitely not the case. I've been warned so many times about bad behavior of local police officers that when they stopped me I was already expecting something more than a standard passport control.

But let's start from the very beginning.

On April 20 I went out for dinner with a group of friends. We had a pleasant dinner in a “dirty-but-cheap-and-tasty” class Chinese Restaurant not far from my place. After dinner, me and a Spanish researcher – by the way, he’s writing a paper on political instability, which is the unofficial name for The Kyrgyz Republic – decided to come back home walking.

Half way to our home, while we were walking in a dark street, a car without any official sign on it rushed on the footpath right behind us and two police officers jumped out from it yelling us to stop. The two officers (wearing uniform, handcuffs and holster) asked us who we were, and if we had drugs or arms with us. We answer that no, we didn’t have anything like that with us and we were told to show our documents.

According to standard UN procedure, to avoid exactly this kind of situation all staff is required not to have the passport while walking around but just the accreditation card provided by the local Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This is of course to avoid two main dangers: first of all law enforcement agencies don’t speak English at all, and this can originate some problem as they could not be able to check your data. Secondly (and most likely), they could think that seizing your passport is a good (and relatively safe) way to extort some money.

After having passed our documents to the third policeman who was still sitting in the car, the taller officer standing asked us something we didn’t really catch at very beginning. Then he moved to the backdoor of the car, opened it and repeated the same question. Roman (the Spanish guy) stepped back and refused firmly.

The officer was asking us to empty out our pockets and put all content on the back seat of their car.

After this request I had the first series of choices in front of me:

1. Call the DSS (Security Dept) on their mobile and let them talk with officers as to let the latter know that our Security Advisers were aware of their behavior;
2. Try to solve the situation without involving anyone else, try to calm down the officers and obey to their orders without allowing them to do whatever they want, eventually calling DSS in case of deteriorating situation.

After some bargaining we agreed to obey only if we were allowed to put the content on the bonnet of the car, and only one at a time.

To be honest, here we committed the first ingenuous mistake. As I was looking very carefully to what was happening to my friends, the third officer decided it was time to intervene, exit the car and started affably asking me useless questions.

Notwithstanding this, Roman won the day taking some big risk. When the taller was checking his belongings without any specific official utility, the second officer – a short, pudgy idiot – started aggressively grabbing random stuff asking obvious questions. Roman had very few som, but also a 50 euro banknote.

When the pudgy saw it, tried to stretch out his hand to catch them asking -what are those? Roman, who was standing right in between the short idiot and his target angrily rejected him with force and raged at him that they had to touch his belongings only one at a time. At that moment, I seriously thought we were close to end up the evening in the Police Dept.

Fortunately the situation slowed down and they finally decided Roman’s belongings were not so interesting, at the end of the day.

It was my turn.

The procedure was exactly the same: I was controlling the tall officer’s actions while the pudgy one was trying to catch everything to divert me from paying attention to his colleague and the “nice” one was diverting Roman from controlling us.

But in my case, something went the wrong way. Respect to Roman, I had more som and – even worse – my bank card. The pudgy idiot tried in vain to distract me from watching carefully his colleague, until he got to grab my bank card. At that point I had to pay attention to the damned asshole and the tall one managed to hide one of the three 500 som banknote I had with me.

I immediately regained control over my bank card, but it was too late: the game was over and it was not me the winner. They suddenly lost any interest in my belongings and said I was free to put them back into my pockets. As I took the banknotes I immediately saw one was missing, but there was nothing to do. Accusing them of theft after the fact would have only made my situation worse; I decided that 40 euro were not worthy a night in a Kyrgyz Police Dept, I swallowed my pride and put my stuff back into my pockets.

The hardest part was to stand the three assholes saying “you can go, ok? Everything is ok, right?” without yelling at them that no, it was not all right, that their mothers were to be charged for crime against humanity for giving birth to such a bunch of stupid assholes.


Annex

Lesson learned:

1. ALWAYS ask them to show their ID BEFORE doing anything by your side;
2. ALWAYS write down their names and post as to put them off and to eventually be able, later on, to sue them through DSS Advisers;
3. ALWAYS impede them to search you (we didn’t allow them to do it, but we were confirmed only later on that they are actually forbidden to do that);
4. ALWAYS demand them to provide a well-grounded reason for their request to empty out your pockets.
5. ALWAYS know by heart the quick code for calling DSS Advisers without having to look for their number on the phonebook.
   

For all who

For all who suffered, and are no more
For all who cried, and still do so
For all who used to sleep under a sky of bricks
For all who are waiting now under a blanket of stars

Thou, my prayer, fly sky high
Over their heads, above their hopes

Protect them from angry sun and sharp hail
From dirty snow and steel rain

Thou, my prayer, fly over pain and tears
where men and earth sob at once

Thinking about my shaken land

Tonight, a powerful quake (magnitude 6.3 Richter, 8-9 Mercalli) hit the center of Italy, not far from Rome. Abruzzi region and L'Aquila city in particular, that was mainly interested by the earthquake are now counting his losses both in terms of human life and artistic/historical patronage.

Up to this moment 40 people died (at least 5 of them were children) and 40 are missing.

A civil protection official told the BBC that 3,000 to 10,000 buildings may have been damaged only in L'Aquila, a medieval city founded in the 13th Century and rich of Baroque and Renaissance buildings. Italian journalist Paulo Pacitti told that the city centre had been hard hit.

Apparently not only civil buildings were damaged, but some churches, chapels and historical buildings collapsed as well. A legacy of the past of immeasurable value got lost in few seconds.

At the same time, many other small towns in the area are completely burned to the ground. Their buildings, much older and less subject to static measurements more common in bigger cities.

From time to time, I am giving a glance to the dozen of yellow daffodils I bought this morning on my way to the office from an old lady sitting on the wayside.

Today, I cannot avoid thinking yellow is the color of danger.

Introduction to local politics

That is to say: "Why I had to spend a Friday buried into my flat".


On Friday, 27th of March 2009 opposition called supporters to organize rallies all around Kyrgyzstan to ask for President Bakiev to resign.

Bakiev was elected President of the Kyrgyz Republic after Nationwide demonstrations in the spring of 2005 resulted in the bloodless Tulip Revolution and the ouster of President Askar Akayev, who had run the country since 1990.

Unfortunately, Bakiev failed to live up to his election promises to reform the country's constitution and transfer many of his presidential powers to parliament.

The political opposition organized demonstrations in Bishkek in April, May, and November 2006 resulting in the adoption of a new constitution that transferred some of the president's powers to parliament and the government.

In December 2006, the Kyrgyzstani parliament voted to adopt new amendments, restoring some of the presidential powers lost in the November 2006 constitutional change. By late-September 2007, both previous versions of the constitution were declared illegal, and the country reverted to the Akaev-era 2003 constitution, which was subsequently modified in a flawed referendum initiated by the President himself.

Bakiev then dissolved parliament, called for early elections, and gained control of the new parliament through his newly-created political party, Ak Jol, in December 2007 elections.

To be honest, there's is a lot to argue for.

Corruption is sky high (Kyrgyz Republic is apparently the 4th most corrupt State in the world), lawlessness is increasing day by day, judiciary is obeying to the government more than to the law, inflation is devastating spending power of the majority of citizens, while lack of adequate welfare is striking most vulnerable population. Finally, since 9/11 all Central Asian states readily adhered to the worldwide trend aimed to sacrifice Human Rights for State Security's sake; this obviously implied a relevant increase in abuses from law enforcement agencies and a general strengthening of their impunity.

This is the context that made opposition decide that time has come for the President to resign and call for new free presidential elections.

In UN this appointment raised immediately some concern. Officials present during 2006 rallies still remember when rumors wanting Bakiev to have had safe heaven in our offices brought part of the dissidents in front of the UN House asking for the President to come out and face their rage.

Of course the rumors were false, but the stones and bricks that crashed their windows were scarely real.

I spent the two days before D-day in Dostuk Hotel for the Regional Training on Adequate Housing and Forced Eviction, so I was not real-time updated about the frantic meetings and brainstorming that brought to the final decision about our presence in office on Friday, 27 of March.

To be honest, I was not especially worried about the situation. All kyrgyz friends and contacts of us seemed totally skeptical about some major disorder to happen, and the overall feeling that we perceived walking around could not have been more quiet.

At the opposite, the idea of receiving the order not to exit my flat and to stay totally alone, without Internet connection or TV for the whole day was much more annoying than the idea of a far possibility of being besieged for a while into the UN House.

The final decision from the Head of Agencies Meeting cought me when I went back to the office after the end of the last training day.

Due to major security concerns, all our Office but the Head of Agency and the National Program Officer was "invited not to come to the office the day after, and to strictly follow guidelines and directives from DSS".

Shit.

In the end, my day as 21st century hermit man passed by slowly and smoothly. That is to say that I had a quiet, boring day.

I infringed DSS rules only for a quick walk to the local market to buy some fresh vegetables and noodles. You can order me to stay 24 hours without internet and my whole life without Tv, but you cannot force me to stay one day at home alone without cooking. No way.




PS: FYI, nothing special happened on the 27th. Just 1000 people attended the rallies in Bishkek, and they never really moved from the area the were assigned to. In the rest of the country no more than 5-700 people organized rallies in different cities without any major problem occurring. Apparently, Bakiev decision to fix in a rush the date for next early Presidential elections, the uncomfortable location assigned for the gathering and the unpleasant weather contributed to deflate the tensions and to demotivate many. Now, everything is postponed to next July when Presidential election will take place.

The Dostuk Experience

I already mentioned that my office is dealing with the issue of the lack of adequate housing in Kyrgyzstan.

In this context, we organized a 2-days workshop with National and Local Istitutions and NGOs to present the Reports drafted by national experts. These Reports cover Russian Federation, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan and Tajikistan and deal with the national situation on adequate housing and forced eviction.

Location for the event: Dostuk Hotel, located in Frunze str. (Frunze was the soviet name for Bishkek), not far from the City Center.

Dostuk Hotel, as you can see from pics and description, is a huge, monumental and rocky building with 183 rooms, conference rooms and many other facilities sadly abandoned to dust and darkness.

The "Conference Holl" (Yes, this is the way it was written on the door) wasn't exactly an auditorium but a big dining hall with heavy curtains to keep out daylight and big kitsch overhead lights spreading yellow light all over the room. As factotum I also had to take pictures of the event, and I struggled all time with that damned light... I think I will photoshop some pic where the evil yellow light won the day.

Boymurod, our colleague from OHCHR Office in Dushanbe (Tajikistan), was also here for he directly supervised the Report on Tajikistan. He was supposed to stay in Dostuk as all other participants but, upon his arrival at the reception he was told that apparently his reservation was lost somehow, and they didn't have any other room to assign to him.

Now, Bishkek is not the top-destination in the world for tourism, march is usually low season and this hotel pretends to have 183 rooms for his guests.

I am not a CIA expert, but in my opinion the overall situation sounds weird.

After this denial he moved to another Guesthouse for the night, but the day after he had to be back to the Dostuk because they lost the reservation for the first day but they had firm in front of them the one for the second, and it was too late to cancel it.

When he came back to the Dostuk on the second day of the seminar, before the beginning of the works, he decided to check in and end up this annoying situation. But, when he entered the room he was assigned to he started walking in a swamp; one of the heating pipes was broken, and the floor was full of water. The desk, after asking him about any kind of responsibility of involvement in the fact from his side, unwillingly decided to give him a second key for another room.

Boymorod went up the stairs. He opened the door, saw happily that there was no water on the floor, but left the room in a rush when he discovered that there was someone sleeping in "his" bed.

At the desk they blamed him for not checking if the room was empty or occupied. I admit it is not so easy to reply to such a nonsensical accusation, so I understand why he didn't decide to just start yelling at them.

He just wearily took the third key of the day and went back to the elevator trying not to think about what was going to happen with this other room.

He reached the floor, walked the hallway looking all along to identify the right number. He stood in front of the right door, dumbly observing it in the useless effort to catch any potential sign witnessing the presence of someone into his room. When he finally decided that the only way to see if his deduction was right was to enter the flat, he inserted the keys and... nothing happened.

The locker was broken.

When we told this story to other delegates, they laughed more than usual. They explained us that probably he would have had some other surprise later on that night; the first night, all (male) delegates received phone calls in their room at around midnight. Someone was asking them about their intention to receive a "special massage" generously performed by two (or more) girls.

The one who weren't lucid or just awake enough for refusing, had the above mentioned girls in front of their door in no more than 5 minutes.

At least, they cannot argue about the services offered during OHCHR's workshops...

Recipe of the day - Laghman

Full recipe at The Washington Post.


Summary:
This stir-fried lamb and vegetable sauce goes well with Kazakh Noodles (see related recipe in Recipe Finder). It helps to have all the ingredients prepped before you start to stir-fry.

"Beyond the Great Wall" cookbook authors Jeffrey Alford and Naomi Diguid like to drizzle black rice vinegar on their portions just before serving; see TIP.

Ingredients (4 servings):
* 2 tablespoons oil
* 1 medium onion, thinly sliced
* 1 tablespoon minced garlic
* 1/2 pound boneless lamb or goat (chops, shoulder or leg), cut into 3/4-inch cubes
* 1 large red bell pepper, stemmed, seeded and cut into 1/4-inch-wide strips
* 1 1/2 pounds vine-ripened tomatoes, seeded and coarsely chopped
* 2 teaspoons salt, plus 1 tablespoon for the pot of water (optional)
* 1/2 recipe Kazakh Noodles (may substitute 1 pound dried egg noodles or fettucine)
* Jinjiang (black rice) vinegar, for garnish

Directions:
Heat a large wok or wide, heavy-bottomed pot over high heat. If the noodles have not been cooked, bring a large pot of water to a boil over high heat.

Add the oil and swirl it around to coat the wok. When the oil is hot, add the onion, garlic and meat; stir-fry for about 4 minutes, or until the meat has changed color and the onion is translucent. Add the red bell pepper and stir-fry for 2 minutes, then add the tomatoes and 2 teaspoons of the salt and mix well. Reduce the heat to medium and cook for about 7 minutes, until the pepper has softened but still retains its shape.

(At this point, your wok or pot will be quite full, so the cooking becomes more of a simmer than a stir-fry.)

Meanwhile, if the noodles have not been cooked, add 1 tablespoon salt to the pot of water, if desired, and drop the uncooked noodles into the boiling water. Cook for about 6 minutes, until tender but still firm to the bite. Drain, then divide equally among individual plates or large wide bowls.

Ladle equal portions of sauce over the hot noodles. Serve immediately, with black rice vinegar at the table.

Recipe Source:
Adapted from "Beyond the Great Wall," by Jeffrey Alford and Naomi Duguid (Artisan, 2008).

Scent of violets

Sunday morning, on my way to the UN House, I saw some kind of violet reflection on grass' surface. I'm walking that street twice a day (minimum) several days a week, hence I was surprised I didn't notice that particular light effect before. I approached the flowerbed and knelt down to see what was the cause of such an amazing effect.

Violets.

Dozens and dozens of small, colored and fragrant violets were all over the flowerbed enjoying Bishkek's early spring sun. I never thought there could have been violets in Kyrgyzstan, let alone in the very center of Bishkek!

This morning, walking to the office, I gently plucked three violets that I left with a "good morning" message on Saltanat, Nuriana and Natalia's desks.

It would be a nice life if every week could start with a new flower.

Mountain bykes, pictures, memories and hopes

When I entered my new office the first time, there was only Nuriana and Natalia. I already knew it; all the others were in Geneva for a series of meeting, and I would have met them just one week later.

In a moment of chatting, Nuriana asked me if I did suffer from cultural shock at my arrival. Apparently, they were appalled by my denial and they probably didn't totally believe me.

After, Natalia started telling me that many many people are not even aware of Kyrgyzstan, but that they often fell in love with the country to such an extent they won't leave it anymore.

To be honest, apart for confirming me in my previous hypotesis, this affirmation left me a bit skeptical; I can believe this is a beautiful country as all the world - or at least the people who haver been here - say, but to be charmed till living here forever... well, let's just say this is another story.

Now I know she was right.

No, I didn't fell head over heels for this place; not yet at least. But Oskar did. Hopelessly.

Oskar is the Human Rights Advisor sent to Bishkek two years ago in the framework of the Action 2 Programme of OHCHR. He's an Austrian man fond of all mountain sports: Climbing, Trekking, Hiking, Paragliding, Canoe-Kayak, Rafting, and many more. He spent every single moment of leisure time exploring the country and practicing these sports, liasing with local sportsmen and trainers and discovering the most remote corners of Kyrgyzstan.

Now, the Action 2 programme is reaching its natural end and he has to leave his post here in Bishkek.

Today was his last day in the office, tomorrow at 5am he will be leaving the country to be back in Austria. It took a lot to him to phisically leave the building, it seemed as there was always something missing or something wrong in the situation. I saw in his eyes the same desperate bafflement of someone who suddenly lost his place on hearth I felt when I had to leave my desk in Vienna.

It's an hearthbreaking moment that you can't understand if you did never really love your job and jobplace.

You suddenly feel like you just woke up from a fascinating dream where you were a happy and active person; now you're awake, and you feel as having to restart from the very beginning. It happened to me after just six months of work round the clock in Vienna, I cannot even imagine how could it be after two years.

Anyway, he left with a huge baggage of souvenirs and pictures, and the intimate hope to finding a way to come back here working, someday.He storaged here in Bishkek many things for this reason.

Most of all he left me his mountain bike.

I will take good care of it and I hope I will be able to give it back to him very soon, so we'll go climbing, rafting and byking together here in this fascinating country.

Talas, вoдкa и снег

Talas, vodka and snow


I must be honest.

At first, I seriously thought about telling you what happened during this last crazy funny week end in Talas. It's important - I told myself - it's the first experience out of the capital, you cannot avoid writing down all the things that happened and, believe me, there's plenty of things to say.

But in the and I decided not to do it. Federica was faster than me and her English is much worthier of telling this particular story, so I decided to forward you directly to her blog. There, you'll find the full report of our reckless week end in the Talas Oblast, plus some beautiful picture of Besh Tash (Five Stones), the Natural Reserve we went visiting the second day.

Enjoy the reading, as compensation I will tell you another story, a unique one.

Eating Japanese style in Bishkek

Before moving to the "fancy" main part of this post, I would like to resume and conclude the previous Nookat Report issue. As probably very few of you were so willing to read it to the very end, I will shortly summarize the facts; whoever is interested in knowing a bit more can move to the "Nookat Report" post to have the full picture.

Nookat events of 1 October 2009 (based on the attached report prepared by a Commission of Inquiry established by the Ombudsman)

The annual celebration of Orozo-Ait and Kurman-Ait is taking place throughout the country including in Bishkek and has been a tradition celebrated in Nookat since 2005. An official authorization for this year’s celebration was issued by the mayor of Nookat on 27 September. However, on 1 October, when people gathered in front of the stadium where the celebration was to take place, the stadium was surrounded by police. The people then spontaneously went in front to the building of the local administration to ask the mayor for an explanation. After about an hour the mayor came outside the building, announced that the celebration had been banned and warned the crowd to disperse within half an hour otherwise force would be used. According to witnesses four young people were then taken inside the building, reportedly beaten up and then thrown out of the building in front of the crowd. The situation deteriorated when the police stared dispersing the people and some of them responded by throwing stones. On 2 October, a list of 90 people suspected in extremist activities compiled by the State Committee for National Security was given to the border authorities to prevent them from leaving the country (the list contained names of children as young as 4 as well as elderly people). After a very quick investigation (less than a month) during which all detained were severely tortured, including a pregnant woman who later lost her child, on 27 November, 32 people were convicted in a 4-days trial to up to 20 years of prison. On 17 January, a Court of Appeal upheld the sentences. The next instance is the Supreme Court –dates have not been fixed yet. Our Office is supporting the Commission's request to the International Community to monitor, advocate and push for the Supreme Court to repeal the sentences.

And now, finally:

Eating Japanese style in Bishkek

Yesterday evening I was invited as International UNV to the evening reception to launch a photography exhibition organized by JICA (Japan International Cooperation Agency), UNV and HelpAge International. Pictures were taken by a Japanese UNV, Azuma Nakahira, who volunteered with HelpAge International collecteding photography, case studies and video interviews over a series of visits to older people between December 2008 and February 2009.
The "Winter Diary" aims to raise public awareness towards both the extreme vulnerability of many older persons in winter months and their critical contributions to sustain families and communities to live through cold weather. Temperatures in Kyrgyzstan routinely fall below ­20°c during the winter months, yet shortages in gas and electricity supplies, coupled with rising food and fuel prices, mean that many are unable to heat their homes. The venue of the exhibition, mainly inplemented bu JICA, was the Russian National Theatre. It has been a nice event with beautiful and moving pictures and videos, music performance and mixed Japanese-Kyrgyz folk cotillons and gadgets. The overall sight was amazing: geishas and kyrgyz women walking around in traditional dress and posing with participants who wanted to take pictures of this impressive pan-asian pastiche. Most of all, the main attraction of the evening was the announced Japanese catering that meant only one thing: Sushi for free!
To be honest, in the end I ate just a few things; I didn't want to be gross or appear ill-mannered, so I just bottled up my spontaneus instinct of flying in circle around the catering staff waiting for the right moment to "refill" my dish again and again, and I did avoid asking the staff - very thrifty in dispensing food - to be a little more generous as 90% of others actually did. In this way I just had to chance to taste a pair of maki, a meatball, some fried chicken and a few slices of outstanding sesame-flavoured beef but I can easily say that the overall level was very good. After the exhibition a small group of us (2 Italians and 3 Spanish) moved to a British-style pub where we had a beer (it's the second time I drink some alcohol in one month) and both me and Federica we had the chance to practice a lot of Spanish. It's always weird to speak a foreign language different from the one of the country you're living in, and as usual I provoked some funny moments such as talking to Kyrgyz people in Spanish rather than using the 4 Russian sentences that I've hardly learnt.

Apart from that, a new sudden decision has been taken: as soon as possible, we will experience Asian restaurants in Bishkek. Firstly, Corean, then Japanese and finally Chinese.

Will keep you posted on this ambitious plan.

Nookat Report

Or, what they will never tell you about this country.

Last week I attended my first press conference since I am working with OHCHR. This press conference is culminating four months of joint investigations between OHCHR and the Office of the Kyrgyz Ombudsman started on October 2008 after the riot in Nookat (a town in the South-Western Osh Oblast of Kyrgyzstan) and the subsequent tough repression enforced by police forces and local courts. At my arrival the report was already written but Dyma (Kyrgyz Ombudsman’s team), Erlan (NUNV and Legal Officer, OHCHR) and Saltanat (my direct supervisor and National Program Officer, OHCHR) informed me about what had happened. To use the words of the official report (hereby translated from Russian):

“Annual celebration of Orozo-Ait and Kurman-Ait is a state-wide event throughout the whole territory of the country. (…) The festivities include the prayer (ait-namaz), cooking and distribution of food, including free meals. Starting from 2005 such celebrations have been conducted in the center of Nookat under the guidance of local public administration and usually were accompanied by free distribution of pilaf and drawing of prizes. (…) But on October 1, 2008 the celebration of Orozo-Ait in the center of Nookat, which has become a tradition since 2005 based on the permission of authorities, was unexpectedly prohibited. (…) While the local population was informed by the authorities on the celebration at the stadium beforehand, actual actions on prohibition were completely unexpected by the citizens and resulted in a spontaneous rally near the building of the rayon public administration. The verdict of the court says that the mass disorder was a planned and organized event (but written communications from the staff of law enforcement structures say the opposite). (…) According to the witnesses, the indignation of people increased after they saw faces covered with blood, as well as people who were detained and beaten by the police in the administration building. The rally turned into a forced confrontation only when the police started to disperse the people with batons. (…) According to those detained, ten of them were shown a video, which recorded their presence in the center of Nookat on October 1, 2008. At the same time these video tapes did not contain any evidence of their complicity in mass disorder and other crimes that other detainees were incriminated with. (…) In addition to the State Committee of National Security and the Rayon Police Department, the lists of Hizb-ut-Tahrir religious extremists are also available in urban and rural municipalities (…) the religious extremists’ lists included complete families, minor children and aged citizens. Nobody knows what criteria were applied by local authorities for the compilation of these lists, as according to the available information, each representative of local administration has his own subjective concept of that. Among the criteria which were used to discover Hizb-ut-Tahrir members, the representative of rayon public administration used the following: wearing of hijab, a beard, presence of prohibited literature as well as behavior that differs from the behavior of other people. (…) The lists complied by urban and rural municipalities were later used for repressions, though the people that were in the lists never knew about that. The case does not say anything on the registration of detention on the Nookat Rayon Police Department, while all those convicted claim that the first detentions, interrogation without the presence of the lawyer and the beatings happened in the Nookat Police department. The extracts from the case which show the dates of detention and the dates of court warrant are evidence of a gross violation of the 48-hour detention period without the warrant of the court. According to the population of Nookat, the representative of law-enforcement agencies asked them to pay money for the release of their relatives. Unlawful expropriation of property and money was also performed in respect of the detained persons. Those interviewed claimed that the police officers had been detaining the population of Nookat rayon until October 15, 2008 and asked them for the buyout to stay free. (…) According to the detainees and the people from Nookat, the law-enforcement officers insisted that those detained write a denunciation on 20 persons. One of those detained, who was unable to withstand the torture, called one fictitious named. After the law enforcement officers checked this information and realized that it was false, they again tortured the person under investigation. (…) There were no records on injured policemen either in the Crime record book or the Book of information messages. The relatives of those detained were not informed by the investigation bodies on the facts of their detainment. The relatives of those detained also informed that they were not allowed to meet the detainees during the investigation. They saw them for the first time during the court proceedings. (…) One of those arrested was unable to walk due to the torture (…). Despite bad health status of the persons who were tortured, as well as visible signs of bodily damage, the court, which had issued an arrest warrant in respect of those detained, did not take into account these circumstances and failed to take any action.

Tortures and cruel treatment

1. Tortures were applied during all states of investigations and consideration of the case: at the moment of detention, during the transportation, during the stay in pre-trial facilities of State Committee of National Security, in the court building – the tortures were stopped only after the detainees were transferred to the pre-trial facility No 5 (institution No 25) of the Ministry of Justice.
2. The police officers pointed their machine guns to the chests of two detainees without any resistance from them during their arrest, all this happened in the eyes of their aged parents. One person was hit with buttstock on his head and placed in the car being unconscious.
3. First tortures were applied to the detainees during their arrival and stay in Nookat Rayon Police Department.
4. During the transportation of the detainees from the Nookat Police Department to Osh they were put on the floor between the seats and were beaten with the machinegun buttstocks, kicked and not allowed to raise their heads. All along the road they were put their faces down and the policemen were placing their feet on the heads of the detainees.
5. The following types of tortures were applied: beating on the places which had the traces of previous blows; beating with batons on feet; suspending the persons under investigation with their hands behind their back and beating on their body; dousing with cold and boiling water; absence of medical aid after the injury; “learning” the Kyrgyz anthem and singing the anthem 5 times a day in the premises of the State Committee of National Security; putting plastic bags on the head; burning the beard with a lighter; tearing the beard; placement in the cold concrete room without clothes, where the floor is poured with chlorinated water ankle deep up to 3 days; prohibition to use the toilet; passing through special corridor; tearing the fingernails; putting the gas mask before or after the press-up exercises, sometimes they let the cigarette smoke in the air filter; pouring vodka in the throat, beating with palms on the ears (those who suffered from such tortures reported the bleeding from their areas and subsequent loss of hearing).
6. The tortures were applied with the following purpose: the victims were asked to identify the persons on the photos that were shown to them; to write a denunciation on 20 people; to ask forgiveness from the President of the Kyrgyz Republic (which is a widespread practice of special services in Uzbekistan), to make the victims learn the anthem in the Kyrgyz language (people in the south are often Uzbek, and sometimes don’t even know Kyrgyz language), to sign admissive evidence, punish and humiliate.
7. During the confinement in the punishment cell the persons under investigation were forced to stand from 6 AM to 11 PM, when the people tried to sit, they were punished.
8. One of the officers of the State Committee of National Security was keeping a part of the torn beard in his pocket and was showing it to other detainees and was saying that he was going to keep it as a memory.
9. Among the tortures the detainees mentioned “Afghani position”, this was the position when staff State Committee of National Security made the detainees stand for a long time with semiflexed legs on tiptoes, with their hands behind their head. As soon as the victims tried to stand in a normal position or tried to stand straight, they were severely beaten.
10. The procedures of “special room” (two of the accused thought that this was an operation room). This is a room in the premises of the Osh Department of the State Committee of National Security, it has a metallic trestle bed; the persons under investigation were placed on it belly down, handcuffed to the legs for their immobilization and then beaten on their bare feet with batons, beaten on the whole body, on their legs and on the opposite side of their knees with batons.
11. Tortures applied to two detained women had their own specificity. At first the investigators cut the plaits of two women under the pretext that they may hang themselves (both women had four minor children). On the next day the officer of the Department of the State Committee of National Security (SCNS) (name omitted) ordered to shave their heads with the razor. Their heads were shaven for the second time before the session of the court. When one woman informed the investigators during the beating that she had two months’ pregnancy, the staff of the SCNS started to insult her and deliberately cause the miscarriage. For this purpose they handcuffed the pregnant woman, asked her to lift coat rack with concrete base and hold it in her hands for a long time. When she became unable to hold it anymore and dropped it, they beat her on her fingers, two her fingers were dislocated. Systematic beatings and placements in a cell resulted in a miscarriage, after that she was first brought to the Osh maternity home; the doctor there offered her first medical aid and said that should stay in bed. Instead of that she was placed in a cell without outer coat and footwear ankle deep in water with chlorine 10 cm deep. This resulted in high temperature and bleeding, again she received emergency medical aid and the doctors said that she had to stay in bed and undergo ultrasonic tests. Instead of that officer of SCNS (name omitted) again put her in the cell. The investigators demonstrated to this woman how they beat other detainees and even made her dance waltz with one of them as she was handcuffed. Both women were beaten with batons or fists on their heads. Both women have scars on their heads. When one of them asked for water she was offered to drink urine. Five times a day they were brought before the men, asked to remove their kerchief and sing the Kyrgyz anthem. The women were also forced to clean the toilet and other rooms of the pre-trial prison of the SCNS.
12. Tortures were also applied to persons who had some mental disabilities. Father of one of such persons managed to get a medical certificate for his son confirming that he was mentally sane as he was afraid that his son would be unable to get married. After beatings by the staff of the pre-trial prison of the SCNS this person was always swearing, the officers were coming back and started to beat him again. According to other detainees, he did not realize what had been going on and that his action would result in other beatings – therefore he was beaten more often than the others.
13. One of the torture methods in the Osh oblast police department is the electric chair. The detainee is put on a metallic chair, his hands are tied to the armrest, they put a metallic circle with electric wire on his head and demonstrate the readiness to connect it to the mains.
14. The following injuries were recorded after the tortures: concussion of the brain, rib fractures, bruises, scars, worsened sight and hearing, inability to bend the knees and sit, finger displacement.

I think that for today is enough, this post is already too long.

Tomorrow, maybe, I will tell you what happened in front of the court. Just one tip for those who were so brave to read all the above: don’t leave room for hope. Not yet.

PS: today I will participate to the briefing of the Inquiry Commission under the Ombudsman of the Kyrgyz Republic on Nookat events. Apart from me, National, International, Regional, Bilateral and Multilater institution are expected to come and discuss about the report you red in this post. I will keep you posted on what will come next.

House Quest

22/02/09

Note: This post has been written on the date specified in the very first lines, which could differ from publication date.


Nobody says looking for a flat is easy, but in my case it was. Might be because of the large offer of flat for rent and their medium-high quality, or maybe for the fear of continue paying 30$ per night in our temporary apartment, me and Federica – my former flat mate – we both found the “right flat” after just 3 days of house exploring. The previous one was, all in all, a good solution and at our arrival - when we finally get to enter (we arrived at 5am and our freelance driver had hard time opening the outer door of the building) – we were relieved of discovering into this warm, lovely and roomy flat our new house. Then, as always happen, we started noticing those small details that make your idea of looking soon for another flat a bit more attractive. To be honest, instead of warm I should have said hot; the apartment was totally hot round the clock and we were used to have snow out of the window and summer pajamas under the pillow. Secondly, after long and committed investigation we found out that the awful, intense and sudden smell wafting from time to time was originated somewhere somehow from the bathroom. Later on we discovered that this was not peculiar of the flat but a problem common to the majority of the houses, but I still believe that the strength of that specific aroma was outstanding. Finally, we soon discovered how difficult is living in a “temporary” condition; without opening the main luggage but just using the few things wisely elected to stay in the hand luggage “for any emergency” while supplies last, with no chance of buying furniture and stuff useful to make your stay more comfortable or goods to allow some home economics, you feel totally uneasy.
Probably some of you jumped on your seat while reading the rent price; well, don’t be surprised. Here in Bishkek (and in Central Asia in general) it’s common to pay from 450 up to 550 USD (plus expenses) for a double room flat (1 bedroom, 1 living room) in the center of the city. Families, on the other side, are usually paying around 750-850 for solutions more appropriate to their needs. The real estate market in this area is totally sick and prices are sky-high because the offer is usually limited both in quantity and in access; tenants are generally looking for businessman or foreign officers of international organizations to enter their houses, and the offer is according to this premise. Therefore, when fall decides to play it hard like in 2008 many people die from cold because of the lack of adequate housing or shelter (cfr: http://sim.law.uu.nl/SIM/CaseLaw/uncom.nsf/804bb175b68baaf7c125667f004cb333/7483bfb5c44299fbc12569ce00494f2c?OpenDocument, http://www.fidh.org/spip.php?article2065, and http://daccessdds.un.org/doc/UNDOC/GEN/G00/443/37/PDF/G0044337.pdf?OpenElement). Of course people who cannot afford to leave in the city center move to the outskirt where prices drop down against high criminality rates and lack of social and health services.

Now I can understand a bit more why adequate housing is one of the main concern of my Office.