My arms started going numb because there was no blood flowing to them. My hands were pressed against the wall to tell me not to move. My mother and father spent that week going around hospitals and the morgue, looking for my body, because they were all convinced that I was dead. They marched me out onto the main road, where there was an army truck, and put me in the back of it. As I got to the door, there was half a dozen soldiers pointing rifles at me. I had been to a party, and I was walking up the street at 3:30 in the morning. Britain did that in all the places that they invaded.” “And yet, as a 19-, 20-year-old, I was out chasing girls. From ’69 to ’71, Belfast was in turmoil.” “The British Army were on the streets, and they were hassling everybody.” “They didn’t have to charge them with anything, and some people spent many years in prison. The two of them are the right weight but what’s unknown is whether they’ll like me enough to fly. She’s heavy, but she seems in good enough form.
That’s the fastest living creature in the world. You get all twisted there, didn’t you? There we go. What happened to us was a program of techniques designed to break you mentally.” What’s wrong? Yeah? You don’t know who that is, do you? Nope.” “Come on. “Most people’s perception of torture is somebody getting physically brutalized. The British government should wear the label of “torturer” on the international stage because that is exactly what they were. All they ask is that what happened to them is readily recognized for what it was. For nearly 50 years, these men have been on a mission for truth and justice for themselves, their families and for humanity itself. Transcript Control A Northern Irish man’s relationship with a peregrine falcon reveals a personal history of torture during the Troubles.
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