Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Injustice Righted
I haven’t been happy about much in the public sphere lately, but the release today of all the Bulgarian medics (now that the Palestinian doctor has also been granted Bulgarian citizenship) in Libya lifted my spirits enormously. The end of a long drawn-out gross injustice to six medics who were made scapegoats for another sad injustice to several hundred Libyan children who were infected with AIDS. I am sorry that it took eight years to finally release them, but we have to thank God for small mercies. This one finally ended happily, at least for the medics. The families of the children and the surviving children themselves will continue to suffer the injustice that was inflicted on them by a negligent healthcare system that failed them and so many more people. I pray that they finally receive the care and the compassion that they rightly deserve.
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Apparently the families have received more than just 'the care' they deserve:
"...However, the families of the 438 infected children reportedly agreed last week to a compensation deal worth $1m (£500,000) per child, channelled through Gaddafi Foundation, a charity run by Seif al-Islam, the Libyan leader's son"
I do not understand, why did they sentence them to death if they were planning to release them?
I am glad that they were released and not only because I think they are innocent, but also to show the rest of the world what a crappy, hypocrite and ridiculous the Libyan system is.
Peace Lujayan.
RnD
Hi Lujayn, as an ex Lybia expat, I knew you would bring this up :)))
What puzzles me the most in such kind of cases is the long period of time they take since the time of the indictment tell the verdict the verdict announcement, imagine the distress these people had to go through all these years...
Anyway, I am happy it was concluded this way...
Restless in Dubai, the key word is accountability. When that is not a factor, then anything goes. We discuss, we protest and denounce, and then we forget – a futile exercise that keeps us engaged for a while but results in no change to the policies or actions in place. This “happy” venting episode included.
Dubai Jazz, ditto :)
Now that we're here, glad to hear you've joined Fitness First - hope your experience is more pleasurable than mine. Mine feels like an extended prison sentence with physical abuse involved. And I pay for it. Khidlak baqa.
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