“Not eating the food I give you is not going to make me give you nicer food.” “You should be grateful I come down here and talk to you at all.” “Listen to me or I’ll treat you even worse.” “I picked you off the street because you were beautiful. You should feel flattered.” “You don’t need freedom if I give you everything you need.” “You can come out of the basement if you give me a very good reason to let you.” “What’s this? Are you trying to get away from me? You should know better.” “Get on your knees and pray I’ll forgive you.” “Oh, you’re hungry? Sing me a song and you can have my leftovers.” “Don’t cry, I’m keeping you safe down here, away from the world. You don’t need it. You only need me.” “Freedom is a burden. You should be glad I took it away from you.” “I bought you some new clothes. Please wear them tonight at dinner.” “You don’t get to decide anything, understood? I make the rules and you obey them if you want to remain unharmed.” “You’re nothing but a little doll I get to play with.” “I own you.” “Don’t worry, I’m not going to take away your virginity just like that. I’m saving it for something special.” “I’m not going to kill you. Not yet.” “If you’re good, you can shower with warm water today.” “Crying won’t make me stop hurting you. It just encourages me.” “You’re so young…” “I love it when you scream, but I will only stop when you can’t scream anymore.” “I’m sorry, I completely forgot you were still down here.” “There’s someone coming to join me tonight. I’m sure you’ll be quiet, or I’ll have to kill my guest again and it’ll be your fault.” “You’re going to have some company tonight. Try to think of him/her as your little brother/sister. I want you to do to him/her what I do to you, understood?” “I’m bringing some friends along to show them how well trained you are.” “How dare you talk to me like that. Wash your mouth, with soap. Now.” “It’s been a pleasure watching you grow up. Your mummy and daddy would have been so proud of you.” “I brought you some food. Now crawl over here and lick it out of the bowl like a good pet.” “I think you should remind me why you’re worth keeping alive down here.” “Tell me how much you love me and you can have your dinner.” — “Hello? Is anyone down here?!” “Oh my god, what is this place? How can you still be alive? I’ll get you help! Please hold on.” “You don’t have to hide from me. I’m trying to help you. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” “What happened to you? How long have you been kept here?” “Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?” “Have you ever tried to escape? Do you think it’s possible if we work together?” “It’s the police! Show yourself!” “Is that really you? Oh my god, I found you, I can’t believe I found you…”
A majority of the records came from the Department of State. These records document the work done by various Department of State officials and working groups in trying to bring about a diplomatic end to the crisis. Records from the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library are also included. About 1000 pages have been scanned and are available digitally.
NOTES/WARNINGS: I’m so sorry that I haven’t updated for so long! I feel so bad about it. First, I had a writer’s block and then school started again and I was so busy. To make up for this, this chapter’s word count is 5000 instead of the usual ~3000. I hope you enjoy! English is not my first language, so I apologize for the mistakes I have made.
In the previous chapter:
Loki started tickling her, making her squirm underneath him. Her hands were tied with magic above her head. She laughed madly as Loki’s fingers moved quickly up and down her sides.
“Stop, please, stop!” she pleaded through laughter. “What’s the magic word?” “All right! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please stop!” Loki stopped tickling her and released her hands. They looked into each other’s eyes for a short moment before Loki climbed off of her.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked. “No, you didn’t,” Britta replied, a huge grin still on her face. Loki smiled back at her.
In September 1972, during the Munich olympic games, 8 palestinian terrorists from the group ‘Black September’ attacked 11 members of the Israeli olympic team and took them hostage, demanding the release of over 200 prisoners. This event became known as the ‘Munich Massacre’, as all 11 members were murdered.
Pictured above is the iconic image of one of the terrorists on the balcony of Apartment 1, where the hostages were initially held. Two of the hostages were shot and killed while in the apartment building during the initial attack. The remaining hostages were kept in this blood spattered apartment for less than 24 hours, during which the siege was widely televised and reported, and numerous rescue attempts failed. The terrorists had been specifically instructed not to hold the hostages for more than a day, and should their demands not be met they were to request an airplane to transport them and the hostages to a middle-eastern country of their choice.
During this process the German authorities saw another opportunity to ambush the terrorists at the runway, however the whole operation was poorly orchestrated and resulted in a fire fight that lasted over an hour. During this fight the hostages were bound together in two helicopters that had transported both them and the 8 terrorists to the air strip. In the middle of the gun fight the terrorists took the opportunity to throw a live grenade into one of these helicopters, while another terrorist emptied a machine gun into the remaining helicopter, killing all 9 of the surviving hostages.
Stockholm Syndrome is a psychological disorder and emotional reaction that capitves experience when subjected to life threatening situations. Individuals activate this survival mechanism when exposed to traumatic situations that involve a direct threat on their lives while being held against their will. The term originated following an attempted bank robbery and subsequent hostage situation in Sweden, 1973, in which the hostages began to sympathise with their captors and resisted rescue attempts by law agencies. After the kidnapping and trial of Patricia ‘Patty’ Hearst (pictured above) many social scientists and psychologists began studying the phenomenon of emotional bonding between hostages and their captors to determine whether this type of reaction was rare or more common place.
Although Stockholm Syndrome is primarily experienced by captives in hostage or terrorist situations, it has also been identified in cult members, victims of hijackings, prisoners of war, incest victims, domestic violence victims, and in a modified form in correctional officers, but anyone can develop it when exposed to the following conditions:
A direct threat to one’s survival and the perception that the person making the threat is capable of acting on it.
The person making threats is also perceived as being kind, because of small acts of compassion and kindness.
Isolation from the outside world such that the other person’s beliefs and perceptions are the only ones available.
The belief that there is no escape and one’s life is in the hands of the individual making the threats.
Sao Paulo Cathedral in Brazil is one of the most beautiful landmarks in the world, but on 4 September, 2015, it became marred by horror. Elenilza Mariana de Oliveira had been praying inside the Cathedral when 49-year-old Luiz Antonio de Silva held a gun to her head and dragged her to the steps out the front of the church, taking her hostage. Authorities were called and surrounded the Cathedral, unable to get a clear shot of Luiz. That was until valiant 61-year-old Francisco Rodrigues de Lima, a local homeless man who saw the horrifying scene unfold, ran and charged at Luiz. The two men fell to the ground, allowing Elenilza to escape. Enraged, Luiz pointed his gun at Francisco and shot him. This gave authorities a chance to shoot and kill Luiz. Tragically, Francisco died from the gunshot wounds he received, giving his life to save that of a complete stranger - a true testament of heroism and selflessness.
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HOW DOES ONE SURVIVE WHEN ALL HOPE IS LOST?
In the middle of the night in 1997, Doctors Without Borders administrator Christophe André was kidnapped by armed men and taken away to an unknown destination in the Caucasus region. For three months, André was kept handcuffed in solitary confinement, with little to survive on and almost no contact with the outside world. Close to twenty years later, award-winning cartoonist Guy Delisle (Pyongyang, Jerusalem, Shenzhen, Burma Chronicles) recounts André’s harrowing experience in Hostage, a book that attests to the power of one man’s determination in the face of a hopeless situation.
Marking a departure from the author’s celebrated first-person travelogues, Delisle tells the story through the perspective of the titular captive, who strives to keep his mind alert as desperation starts to set in. Working in a pared down style with muted color washes, Delisle conveys the psychological effects of solitary confinement, compelling us to ask ourselves some difficult questions regarding the repercussions of negotiating with kidnappers and what it really means to be free. Thoughtful, intense, and moving, Hostage takes a profound look at what drives our will to survive in the darkest of moments.