Near the end of his hellish account of perpetual torture, Mohamedou Ould Slahi makes what appears to be a remarkable confession.
Slahi, a prisoner at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, who wrote a 466-page memoir from his cell, admits to his captors that he planned to blow up the CN Tower in Toronto with explosives from Russia. The military interrogators who have been questioning him for four years "almost had a heart attack from happiness," Slahi writes.
The confession, however, is an elaborate lie. It is a desperate act by a man subjected to four years of near unimaginable terror, including regular beatings, sleep deprivation, death threats, starvation and sexual molestation. "I had to wear the suit the U.S. Intel tailored for me, and that is exactly what I did," Slahi wrote.
More than just a memoir, Slahi's "Guatánamo Diary" is a unique and intimate view of what happens when due process is suspended and detainees (or, in this case, "enemy combatants") are cast into zones of nonbeing, where they are not even recognized as human. In these lawless zones, conjecture and hearsay provide the rationale for indefinite detention, and torture methods become almost limitless in their scope and sadism.
The manuscript raises a broader question about whether torture actually works. As Slahi demonstrates in his blow-by-blow account of his interrogation, the prisoners detained indefinitely at Guantanamo will say just about anything to stop the abuse. His account is consistent with last year's exhaustive Senate committee report on CIA torture methods, which concluded that no actionable intelligence information came from the "enhanced interrogation" techniques used in the aftermath of the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist attacks.
Slahi, a native of the North African nation of Mauritania, gives us a rare window into the Kafkaesque dilemma faced by a tortured detainee, who is assumed guilty by virtue of his very captivity.
"The problem," Slahi writes, "is that you cannot just admit to something you haven't done; you need to deliver the details, which you can't when you haven't done anything. It's not just, 'Yes, I did!' No, it doesn't work that way; you have to make up a complete story that makes sense to the dumbest dummies. One of the hardest things to do is to tell an untruthful story and maintain it, and that is exactly where I was stuck."
In Hollywood films, torture is often portrayed as the infliction of physical pain. And while Slahi is subjected to a relentless onslaught of physical abuse — from being soaked in ice water to being forced to stand for hours on end in freezing cells — the most dehumanizing aspects of his indefinite detention at Guantanamo involve ritualized psychological terror. He is told, for instance, that his beloved mother from Mauritania has been captured and detained and that he would be sent to far worse places, such as Egypt or Israel, if he did not cooperate.
