Introducing Nafissa Assed

Our correspondent in Tripoli, who’s been sending us such stirring and terriying reports, is now safe in Morocco. She is finally able to renounce her anonymity. She wants me to tell you her name in capital letters, NAFISSA ASSED, daughter of a martyr, proud Libyan citizen. Read her self-description after the break.

A former Libyan exile, I was born and grew up in Morocco with my family. I was seven when my father was brutally murdered in 1990 by Qaddafi’s regime in Libya. Growing up, speaking English with my uncles, Moroccan Arabic and French with my friends, and Libyan Arabic with my grandfather (a former Libyan prime minister), I never knew how different I was from the other little boys and girls. I assumed that all my friends were like me and had multiple linguistic and national identities, without really understanding the phenomena myself. When I recall my experiences as a child and teenager, I am fond of referring to them as ‘globalization in isolation’. After the death of my father, I lived and was raised by my grandfather until he passed away in 2007. In 2010 I decided to move to Libya full-time, to apply my analytical and media research skills towards the cultural healing and rebuilding of my society.

6 thoughts on “Introducing Nafissa Assed”

  1. Yeah, if the fake leftists who run pulsemedia have their way, she’ll be going home to a ‘free’ imperialist-controlled Libya where things like health care and education won’t be free, and maybe not even drinking water.

    Within a couple of years, and maybe sooner, most Libyans will be remembering the years before 2011 as the good times.

  2. Nafissa’s heroic, candid, and soul up-lifting story is delightfully inspiring. It helps strengthen our faith in the ultimate triumph of light (i.e., Arabs’ noble struggle for freedom and dignity) over the darkness of tyranny and oppression.

    I was fortunate enough to meet, and live with, friends from Libya during my university days in Cairo in the 19960s. At that time, Cairo was the true capital of the Arab world, and the intellectual and political centre of the liberation movements of Algeria and Yemen (among others). Coming, as I did, from Syria, I was eager to meet other fellow Arab students from other parts of the Arab homeland. Perhaps my richest and most enduring memories are connected with the wonderful Libyan students I met, lived and socialized with in Egypt. Nafissa’s captivating story reminds me of the inherent goodness, decency, and love of freedom, I came to associate with the all the wonderful libyans I encountred, whether in Cairo or later on in Canada. I am dreaming of the day, hopefully soon, when I’ll be able to go to Libya to participate with the rest of the free people of Libya, the end of Gaddafi’s criminal regime and the dawning of free, democratic, and prosperous Libya.

    Ibrahim

  3. FYI
    http://www.intrepidreport.com/archives/1229

    what happens when NATO/US start dropping cluster bombs and depleted uranium?
    and lets take a look at Benghazi:

    ‘No Tahrir in Benghazi: A Racist Pogrom Rages On against Black Africans in Libya
    by Glen Ford

    American progressives and peace forces have been in a state of joyous delirium in recent weeks as they experienced vicarious, televised popular victories in Tunisia and Egypt. Watching unarmed crowds achieve tentative victories against entrenched, U.S.-backed regimes produced a kind of giddiness on this side of the ocean — an otherworldly feeling that, somehow, the foreign outposts of the U.S. empire might suddenly disintegrate by popular demand. But now, the U.S. naval war machine lies off the coast of Libya, and it is time for the American anti-war movement — such as it is — to remember who is the biggest enemy of peace on planet Earth: U.S. imperialism
    http://mrzine.monthlyreview.org/2011/ford030311.html

    SO as Bush said:
    Fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can’t get fooled again.
    well the cruise missile left is proving Bush wrong!

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