Juma Al-Dossary - Jumah Al Dossari's Washington Post Article

Jumah Al Dossari's Washington Post Article

On August 17, 2008 the Washington Post published an account from Jumah al Dossari of his experiences in US custody. He started his account with being moved when he came across and watched "United 93" without knowing what it was about. He described how watching the account of the passengers brought him to tears.

He described some of the abuse he went through in US custody, including:

  • being beaten so badly he spent three days in intensive care;
  • having cigarettes put out on his body;
  • being chained to the floor during transportation.
  • being sexually assaulted

Al Dossari described the beatings decreasing in frequency in his later years in Guantanamo, but that he was subjected to years of isolation, which he found even more difficult. He concluded:

"On the plane ride home, though, I decided that I would have to forgive to go on with my life. I also know that Sept. 11 was a great tragedy that caused some people to do dark things that they would not otherwise do. This knowledge helped me forget my miserable existence in Guantanamo and open my heart to life again, including to my recent re-marriage."

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