The war of words

Four young men have started up Libya's first English language radio station. The broadcasts are an extraordinary symbol of revolution.

May 17, 2011 10:59 pm | Updated 10:59 pm IST

For hours and hours, I didn't know what to make of it: Tribute FM (Listen online at tributefm.com) is the first ever English language radio station in Libya. And it sounds just like Magic FM. Diana Ross . . . the Jackson Five . . . the Temptations . . . some German rap . . . Easy Like Sunday Morning . . . just as you're nodding along, thinking “this is nice, I wonder if they have a phone-in,” you remember: this is probably the most radical statement of a successful revolution coming out of any radio, anywhere in the world. It is a huge moment for a country in which not just English but most European languages have been invisible for decades.

Before Muhammad, Aman and two others launched Tribute in Benghazi last week, “English wasn't frowned on, it was completely illegal,” Muhammad tells me by phone. “It was taken out of schools, it got to the point where nothing in English was available in the city. You couldn't advertise in English, you couldn't read a newspaper in English.” It is a measure of how isolating this was for young Libyans that setting up a radio station would be such a priority as the fighting continues, the stream of refugees is unabated and Qadhafi has not, as yet, surrendered.

Location a secret

Even though the studio's location is a secret, and they cannot give their full names, for fear of reprisals from Qadhafi loyalists, Muhammad is clear that this is not pirate radio. They are totally legal and nothing to do with the Transitional National Council, the rebel leadership. “It's just us, we're just guys trying to make a difference.” Muhammad and Aman both have dual U.K. and Libyan nationality. Muhammad was born in England and lived in north London until 1994 when, aged 14, he returned to Libya with his family. He came back to Britain to do a degree, then went back to Benghazi. “When I used to travel, I never told anybody I was Libyan, I was always from London. Now, I've never been prouder to be Libyan. Everybody is so happy. We're all one nation for the first time ever. We're just waiting for this guy to pack his bags or get shot.” This buoyant mood defines the station, but the phone—ins are sobering. Last Wednesday, Tariq called in. He had just returned to the U.K. from Tunis. “It's really, really bad. What you see in refugee camps, it's maybe five per cent of what have actually crossed into Tunisia. Families are crossing the border. They have no money . . . the money in Libya's pretty dried up. One family crossed with, honestly, six and a half dinars [£3.31]. The guy changing the money refused to even change it. He just gave them 20 Tunisian dinars because he felt so sorry for them. It's really, really bad.” He said it so simply, as if telling you what he thought of Manchester United's chances, or how much he hated Peter Andre.

Then they played Put a Little Love in Your Heart, but there are some moments even Annie Lennox can't lighten. Later in the week, people were calling in from Tripoli to note with admiration how accurate the Nato airstrikes looked from the ground.

A programme

On Wednesday evening (May 11) a legal expert was going to give her view on whether Qadhafi, once he has surrendered, should be put on trial or executed. When it came to it, she felt it was too much of a security risk so the guys in the studio kicked the ideas around between themselves. “So a pro for keeping him alive is to find out all of the genocides he has done, all the people he's killed, to see all the money he has stolen from this country, to hear all the lies he's told. That would be a great thing to see on trial.” “And for killing him?” “Well, then it'll all end. This whole war will end.” “Why?” “Because he'll be dead.” I could have sworn I heard gunfire outside, but Muhammad says no, it is much safer than it was a month ago in Benghazi and, besides, they have really good soundproofing. All the talk is of who to kill and how to kill them, but all you can really hear is euphoria and optimism. And then they played Where is the Love? by the Black Eyed Peas.

Normally, when people say they don't know whether to laugh or cry, it's just an expression. Listen to Tribute. You will literally not be able to decide. — © Guardian Newspapers Limited, 2011

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