We received testimony from two boys in the Varese area who participated in the event of Bergamo.Ci meaningful to publish them to allow people to read and understand what really happened that day, beyond the inventions mediatiche.Inoltre also we want it to be a way to not forget the gravity of the situation and allow anyone to think about it. The two witnesses depart from both the occurrence of the wild charge by the police after the main march was divided in two.
FIRST TESTIMONY:
Arriving at an intersection where I come out of the trucks running down police officers who blocked a road forcing us to go in the only direction possible. I was near the police cordon blocking just this way, as soon as that was piped into the street from intersection with this street starts to charge from behind, then immediately begins an escape from all those present. After having walked part of this way we arrive at a crossroads and I check other law enforcement officers who incite the cry of "Charge, charge", I see more and more pop up and go on the road running to the left which, at first glance it seemed to me free. Instead the machines come out from behind other blue helmets and I feel beat up on the legs, probably from two different clubs at this point I turn to understand what is happening and to look for other routes of escape and see the behavior of police during charging: shots barefoot with their clubs on the contrary, direct and violent blows to the head and face of the innocent boys tied up with boots of policemen in the head, hands raised, and other helpless children being beaten for no reason.
In a very short time is reserved for me also this treatment, I get a few clubs and then I am brutally pushed into the pile with the others stopped behind a window. We are forced to pile atop one another in a really confined space, and who does not sit immediately gets beaten up for free.
I find myself near the window, thinking that the beatings were over. Within a moment a policeman comes foaming with rage that try to pull me out of the group for no reason. I can hardly ask why and what I had done that I am insulted and beaten repeatedly cold on his back and head.
I tried to explain that I had not done anything and asked to stop and leave me but he down with me. After this first volley of blows the cop walks away and comes back with his foreman, Mr. Secher (?) Who tells him: "Do you want him, want him?", Pointing. At this point the foreman comes over and tries to pull himself out of the group breaking my jacket, luckily the other guys stopped and can keep with them and avoid that'll take me to one side (all this accompanied by beatings and punches).
When the situation calms down a minute (ie, stop beating us) tell us that lead us all to the police station at this point the foreman grabs me and separated me from the group and ordered a policeman to look at sight, short gets close to me another boy in Monza, unaware he like me what he had done differently from others.
Arriva bus line after about 30 minutes and begin to load on board all the other prisoners, then charge us for the last two always kept apart: handcuff us and make us sit on the last seats in back of the bus, always watched over by two policemen.
arrived at the police station we removed the handcuffs, but me and another guy Monza continue to keep us separate from others. Note that the key has always held and continues to hold a stick of wood found at the office: this stick is passed from hand to hand to the various police officers responsible for monitoring the police station.
while waiting in a corridor of the police show us various objects that claim to have collected at the office, including my hat is that I have not been returned.
While the police go through the stuff seized known to those involved to look continues to hold this stick without putting it together the rest of things, I begin to think seriously that we will be beaten again.
After twenty minutes of waiting for us to make us take mug shots and fingerprints as we were two terrorists, always watched over by two policemen armed with this stick.
At one point, as the registration process takes a long time comes to change our guardians and see that the policeman holding the baton passes to his colleague, saying: "You have to control those two guys, then bring them in the closet. This + their stick ... "They walk away and I can not hear the end of the conversation, but I guess they told him to bring his stick to beat us. In fact as soon as they finish to take our fingerprints, the two new guards begin to lead us into this closet (always armed with a stick). On the way they are (thankfully at this point), as seen by their supervisor in civilian clothes who takes the stick from his hands and says. "What the fuck do you do with this?"
then lead us in the closet where they begin to talk with us, luckily the urge to strike had passed. After an hour
Sechi and half the foreman calls us one by one and tells us that we would spend the night in custody and that on Monday there would be the most direct process and that we would be judged.
Resigned expect them in the closet still Oretta about and then we called back by a commander (?) That tells us that his willingness to let us go, after having done quite a hurry to sign the complaints without giving me the time to read them. At about 23:30 I am released and escorted to the exit from the team leader who accused me without justification to own the club that the cops have passed from hand to hand to the police station and freed essermene rant against the police cordon, I pointed out that when the police charged and then when I was beaten I have always been disarmed.
I mean, I have used as a scapegoat to justify their violence.
SECOND WITNESS 2:
arrive at an intersection (not far from the station which was straight ahead) I see come out of some police vans which descend immediately different police teams which no reason and without telling us anything (I know: "grow lax or loaded" or something similar) incordonano and include a groundless charge extremely strong (not relief) and forced to drift in the only road left open. Now we start all panicked and ran away, I see only a couple of smoke bombs that are launched in an attempt to slow them down. During the race I see people fall, some police officers to kick. We are all a little panicked, I see before me, the road continues straight and about 30 meters another road coming from the left, I see a bit of people running in that direction and I am stepping stone. Time to come in at the intersection that I see emerge a multitude of police officers and police from the road close all avenues of escape and begin to beat wildly. I run where I see other guys, near a window and, without understanding what is going on we piled against the window with the various police who indiscriminately beat and scream like possessed, invaded seem da una rabbia sadica, si vede che provano a piacere nel picchiare visto il loro accanimento sugli inermi. Tutte le mani si alzano e si grida di smetterla, che siamo disarmati. A stento si placano e cominciano a gridare “seduti, seduti”, sembrano in preda a una crisi nevrotica. Per mia fortuna riesco a buttarmi subito in terra, le due persone di fianco a me non vi riescono subito (mancava lo spazio materiale) e ricevono diverse manganellate finchè non riusciamo in qualche modo ad accatastarci l'uno sull'altro.
Mentre siamo seduti e inermi veniamo insultati e minacciati ripetutamente (“vi ammazziamo tutti”, “siete delle merde, adesso non fate tanto i duri”, “non muovetevi o vi meniamo” ecc etc.). Every now and bring other children (raked in the area) who are thrown from the crowd. Are not spared the beatings, a middle-aged gentleman in front of me is constantly being made up, batons and thrown back in our midst. This happens 4 or 5 times. But it 's not the only, too many people receive the blows. We spend an awful twenty minutes between anxiety and the constant threats, until they reach the commissioner (I think) that says to take us all away, we have registered and arrested everyone. Also threatens him: "Now we pass it to him we want these here, so now we'll do the stop ....". The guys next to me began to be carried off on a bus sequestrato per l'occasione; arriva il mio turno,vengo sollevato e ammanettato e portato a mia volta sul bus.
Trattano male pure l'autista.
Dopo un breve viaggio arriviamo in questura dove veniamo portati in massa in uno stanzino sporco con una griglia di ferro che dovrebbe fungere da branda. Ci tolgono le manette e ci perquisiscono.
Siamo nella stessa stanza maschi e femmine con i bagni sporchi e senza porte, solo più tardi si otterrà che le ragazze vengano portate in un altra stanza. Tra noi ci sono dei feriti uno abbastanza grave,continuiamo a chiedere un ambulanza per lui ma i carabinieri non ci ascoltano, se ne fregano. Ha evidenti tagli, botte e ematomi sulla testa ed è bianco in volto. Solo dopo mezz'ora o forse più ci comunicano the ambulance, the boy is taken away (always the utmost calm and unhurried their part). He'll be back soon with some dressing on the head by police and abandoned on the hard iron grill. It is bluish in the face, is to make sure we continually his condition, the police do not care. In police continue to threaten and insult: "You're the shit", "fighting men do not know shit", "communists and anarchists of shit to do nothing, we'll kill you" and so on. We must speak quietly otherwise the threats start again. They go out and come to look upon all with an air of derision, always among the various insults. Someone mentions a song, is taken out and kept for half an hour out in the cold, among them, including insults. The lights go out several times, one of them a policeman is inside with us and intimate to remain silent, because when the lights go out they can do them no matter what happens, he tells us to be very careful, we all shut up in a flash ' General eye anguish.
We spend several hours here in this state, not knowing that fate will affect us and not knowing what's going on out since we are instructed to keep their phones turned off while there is explained the reason. Slowly we brought in small groups, finally it's up to me .... I am taken to another room, here we suffer another search warrant and are compiled various minutes. To me it is not released anything. After these operations are escorted out and finally released, it must have been 11 at night. Outside waiting to be released all at the end we are told that if they take their two (one of those two was just the boy who was badly beaten in the room with us) and will be arrested. Ask for explanations, we say that is not right and another semi-load part that crushes the people against the wall, the commissioner is angry black, almost put his hands around his neck in a girl.
To date 11 \\ 03 \\ 2009 do not yet know whether and to what have been reported.
However, having had the opportunity to talk with others reported, the number of complaints are entirely at random were given, not having done anything of what we have been awarded. We discuss
broken windows and scenes of urban warfare, none of this has happened, the only things we've done I've been away and take blows and insults.
I would make another statement, namely that I believe that their action was premeditated, in fact before arriving at the half had not seen a policeman in riot When we arrived we were suddenly loaded and channeled in this way where the first side, you are repaid and other police officers in an apparent work of encirclement. gravity of the situation and allow anyone to think about it.
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