Al midan


What happened?

The lights went out.

- Why?

This is normal.

The lights are

out all over the world.

The lights are

out all over Egypt.

Everything is like this,

it's not just the electricity.

Electricity is the least

of our problems.

And all the little kids

in the streets say,

"Turn the lights back on, man."

Who is the "man"?

The man who's responsible

for switching the electricity

back on.

The regime.

Are you recording?

- Yes.

Really recording?


OK. Do as you like.

- - Let me

tell you how this whole story began.

Egypt was living

without dignity.

Injustice existed


Before the revolution,

I lived from one job

to the next.

I started working

when I was eight years old.

In fifth grade, I used

to pay my school tuition

by selling lemons

in the street.

There was no hope for a

better future in this country.

We were tied down by

an unjust regime and

its dictator.

Mubarak was the head

of the regime

that forced us to live for

30 years under emergency law.

I lived my entire life

under Mubarak's injustice.

The regime always

worked against the people.

They would torture,

electrocute, beat the

shit out of people.

No one dared to speak

about politics.

Politics was for

the regime only.

Oh, my God, people.

We want to go

to Tahrir Square.

If we have any dignity and

want to live as humans

in this country,

then we have to

go to the streets.

We will go down and demand

our fundamental human rights.

I am going down and I will say

"no" to corruption, "no" to

this regime.

I went to the


I found everyone around me

felt just as I did.

The people

want to end corruption!


The police tried to

divide us with all they had.

People got angry...

We were all present.

We were one hand.

One hand!

One hand!

One hand!

We will fill the world

with our poetry.

Our words will

stand in the Square.

And they will be

like bullets in this war.

Revolution until victory!

Revolution on

every street in Egypt!

Leave, Mubarak!

This is when we

realised that people are

the true power.

Every five seconds,

thousands join the sit-in.

We won't leave the Square

until our demands are met.

We've never

had our rights.

Finally, we have this piece

of land to call our own

and to claim

our rights on.

And now, it's ours.

It's not too much

to ask for.

Tahrir Square is nothing

compared to the thousands

of acres they stole.

Tea, anyone?

Tea, anyone?


I told you we'd have

some tea together.

You, too, have some tea.

If I were to talk on behalf

of some of the Islamists...

Who's to say who's

an example of Islam?

The ideas we've

adopted since the start

of the revolution

are beautiful.

The idea that

we're one society.

To imagine that one day I would

be standing in Tahrir Square

in solidarity with all these

- people, I could never have imagined it.

At first, we were just

sleeping on newspapers.

And we didn't have any

blankets, only a few.

And only a few

people slept in.

Now, it's turning into some

community. It's more tents.

Relationships are

becoming very strong.

We're waiting for him

to resign tonight.

Waiting, waiting, waiting.

I don't know,

we're all very nervous.

I don't have any

cigarettes left.

Take this one.

I'm just waiting for the speech.

You don't normally

get so much time

to try and work out where

you're going to be standing

when something

historic happens,

and the bastard

is making us wait.

The protestors I talked to before I left

were very concerned

literally for their lives

if they left that Square.

The Secret Police, - the intelligence

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