Category: Communication

Torture

I believe the use of torture is necessary in some cases to protect lives. However, yet again innocent people are being tortured by terrorists and even killed but for what reason? Thousands of people are being tortured just because of their beliefs and just to make people scared of terrorists. An example of this is Isis, a group of militants from Iraq. They have been going around parts of Iraq and have been killing people like they are animals, just because they believe in different things. Isis have even been capturing news reporters and have been torturing and killing them on live TV leaving families without their loved ones just because of what has been going on between their own countries. This torture is disgusting and unnecessary.

Another example of torture is when the American government torture the terrorists they have captured. This is the torture I believe is acceptable as it isn’t just to scare innocent people, it is required. The American government are torturing them because they need some information about the other terrorists, and trying to get information to stop any further attacks on the county and its people. However over the years there has been many complaints of human rights breaches in places such as America’s renowned prison called Guantanamo Bay, where on many occasions people held there have accused the Americans of torture. Three British Muslims who were detained there said after they were released that U.S forces tortured them, this included beatings and forced drugging. This is just one of many examples of people claiming they have been tortured at Guantanamo Bay. The issue with torture is that everybody has human rights and torture is a breach of the human rights act, and the government are breaking one of the nation’s rules. George Bush, when he was president, said only 30-40 people were ever subjected to “enhanced interrogation techniques”, one of these was Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, the organiser of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Centre’ “I believe this is when it is acceptable to use torture as he killed almost 3,000 people”. This was a statement made by the then president of the USA, proving that he went against the human rights act for the gain of his country’s well being. I believe that this is an acceptable way to gain information, however many may argue that

You could argue that when they have tortured someone but then released them that maybe in these cases torture wasn’t necessary, maybe it was a case of mistaken identity.

Torturing a terrorist may not be right, but surely saving thousands of lives must make it ok. Torturing someone is not something we should encourage, however in some cases I believe it is justified because you need to get information from these people in order to save many more lives. Although i do believe that torture should only be used to prevent future attacks. It is hard to argue with this when you consider in some countries they use the death penalty. In conclusion I think torture should only be used if it is to get information that could save many lives. However it is a breach of human rights act which is breaking the law.

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“Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away”.  It was Christmas Eve of the year 2012, I was so excited because I hard remembered the plans my mum had for me today. I couldn’t wait to see my brand new, shiny electric helicopter that my mum was getting me for Christmas. I was up and ready in no time, all I could think of was tearing open my presents and flying my helicopter on Christmas day. For the whole journey I all I did was day dream about the good times I would have with my new toy. Finally, my mum and I were down the West End. There were Christmas lights everywhere you looked, it was amazing, it was lighting up the sky. There were thousands of people, pushing, rushing and grabbing things, all I wanted to do was get home as soon as we had stepped foot in the. I thought about asking my mum if I could go back home but I knew she would not have it at all.

We went from shop to shop and my mum brought me lots of things, clothes, trainers, computer games, you name it I would be opening it on Christmas day. I was so happy I had even forgotten about the crowds of people and I thought to myself that nothing can ruin the rest of the day. But I was very wrong!

As we got home my mum’s phone started to ring, it was a call from the hospital in Jamaica that my grandma had been in for a couple of weeks. Suddenly my mum, started to cry. I did not know what was going on, I knew my grandma was ill, but every time I had asked my mum how she was she always replied “she’s ok” so at this point I felt very confused. It made me up set watching my mum cry, I knew I was not good news. I ask my mum what was wrong and she mumbled to me, with her eyes full of water that my grandma passed away 10 mins ago. I felt a lump in my throat and instantly started to cry I could not stop. My eyes turned blood shot red within seconds I could not believe that my grandma had gone; she was the only grandparent that I still had left. I tried to comfort my mum and let her know that it would be ok! But was it really going to be ok?  My mum would now have to find enough money to book both of our tickets to Jamaica, and at Christmas time this was not cheap. Then there would be the money for the funeral, my mum would also have to think about time off work and school for me. Was it really going to be ok? I was starting to doubt it and think that a good day was now one of the worst days of my life.

The day to fly to Jamaica had finally come. The flight was 9 hour but it felt like the whole day I got put off the food, it was not well cooked and I could not fall asleep because all I could think about was my grandma. I was finally in Jamaica and my mum and I met up with our family in Jamaica. By time we arrived at my grandma’s old house it was very late. It felt weird not having her greet me with a big kiss, a tight bear hug or a few gifts. My family told stories of my grandma and the good old days while eating and drinking some delicious traditional food. We laughed and some cried for hours, I ended up falling asleep while to stories and jokes continued.

The day came when my mum and I went to see my grandma’s body. It was horrific to see a dead body.  My grandma’s skin was very pale and when I touched her hands they felt extremely dry and cold. The body did not look like my grandma, the body looked like a different person. I burst into tears, reality had hit me, she was dead and gone, gone forever.