THE DREAMS OF BAREGEYA: when the “enemy of the nation” saves more than 300 citizens from the clutches of their “protectors”

The injustice cases occurring in Burundi are chilling. There is reason to doubt the validity of these police schools, these legal sections in different school, or the law faculties scattered in universities across the country. Desperate, Baregeya turns her eyes to President Neva. As usual, the poor can only dream. Chronicle by Mahoro, SOS Médias Burundi

What do I see? Angels in blue! But no, they are police officers. They are soft. They are nice. Wow! They have fun with the people. Nothing abnormal, it’s real community policing. They’re playing hide and seek! There is joy, cries of joy arise at the sight of them.
Criminals do not flee the police. They surrender without resistance because they know they will be treated with the most absolute dignity. Watch how they put the defendants in comfortable vehicles. They are not even handcuffed and sit easily on the seats.
Uh! It is the police who buy products. Oh yes, these are baskets of fruit that the police energetically dump into the back of their pick-up.

Cry of joy

Wonders upon wonders! The Burundian police, my police, our police stand out from the whole world. They are Angels who watch over all the people living in Burundi. Even the evildoers cry for joy because they are well treated. I see them all with their teeth in the air. They laugh out loud at our police officers’ jokes.
I follow them wanting to be in the group without succeeding. They must go to a dream place in any case. I run with all my strength. I find myself in a closed place and not accessible to everyone. But what beauty! The lucky defendants are not taken on board to be punished. They are not imprisoned. The few pretty rooms worthy of presidential suites are not even occupied. With the atmosphere that prevails there, no one wants to sleep.
There are several hundred of them. They sing, they dance. No one eats because they are all full, full of princely dishes that were served to them in my absence. Even women with children don’t want to go to sleep. They are so happy that they only cry with joy, so happy that they do not even feel this rain, although heavy and hail-like, which falls on them.
Cries of joy and meditation rhyme. They all seem to be invaded by the “holy spirit”. They are all in a trance. Everyone recites verses. But impossible to capture anything from these hundreds of voices which each seem to speak their own language. A true paradise on earth. It is a vast expanse of rare beauty, with the fragrance of good perfume.
Hmm ! Hmm !

Dream and shut up

Poor me ! I dreamed ! Why is that Lord! For what ? What message and who should I address? In any case I must not have prophets, even if there are plenty of them in the country to interpret my dream.
The hide and seek that I saw was the police chasing and mistreating the poor women selling fruit and vegetables on the street, and the young children in the street who were fighting not to stay begging forever. Women with babies on their backs are beaten mercilessly and thrown with the young people into pick-ups under the police seats. These are not ultimately fruits with which we fill the back of the pick-up, but rather humans piled up like cabbages in a sack.
The narrow cells are so overflowed that the detainees are crowded together outside in the police station compounds. Weeks, even months pass without interrogation. No food, no water, no latrines. The smell, the stench is unbearable. But, for the inmates, it is part of the atmosphere. We get used to it, by force. The blazing sun alternates with torrential rains, sometimes even mixed with hail. The detainees go from sweaty sweat to harsh cold to which their frail bodies, sometimes naked or in rags, cannot resist. The deaths are counted every day. In the indifference and sometimes even mockery of the chief police officers.

“The CNIDH’s plea has just resulted in the release, this Tuesday, September 19, 2023, of more than 300 people detained at the Bujumbura municipal police station (EX-BSR, Special Research Bureau). There are 252 men, 25 women and 23 minors,” we read on the Rights commission’s X account, with a photo of the poor people crowded into the courtyard of the municipal police station.

An exile who became a messiah

Dear Burundians, what could be more revolting than seeing 300 people in these conditions in a police station yard. Worse still, it was the cry of a man who is in Europe more than 6,000 km away (as the crow flies) which alerted the Independent National Commission on Human Rights (CNIDH). ).

It was on the night of September 18, around 10 p.m., that Pacifique Nininahazwe, president of FOCODE (Forum for Conscience and Development) alerted this CNIDH. This forty-year-old in exile is on the list of those damned by Gitega’s power. Accused of all evils, called all sorts of names.
But the truth is gradually beginning to show the real enemy of the Burundians.

What justice!

Where are we exactly? Which country ! Where are the different institutions? Are the OPJs of the Burundian police, beyond being ignorant, so cruel that they are capable of carrying out such an act?
What are the top brass doing? The prosecutors, the attorney general and the inspector general of police, not to mention the minister of Justice. Are we going to spare President Neva who, at the same time, was gorging himself on the wonders of Cuba? This shows us the true face of the CNDD-FDD system and its capacity to manage the country. If I were the boss, I would fire everyone and resign after putting the culprits to rest.
Unfortunately, Neva will still whine day and night, judging herself to be the only righteous in the entire system. And here’s the result.
There is radio silence on this scandal, as if nothing had happened!
This is how the image of the poorest country in the world is further tarnished. The leaders are blinded by luxury, to the great dismay of the poor population, sucked to the marrow of their bones through taxes which risk being applied even to the air we breathe.
Result: no one wants to stay in the country anymore, except those who benefit from the discord, of course.