Robert Fisk: 'Fighting was so terrible we could smell the blood'
President Hosni Mubarak's counter-revolution smashed into his opponents yesterday in a barrage of stones, cudgels, iron bars and clubs, an all-day battle in the very centre of the capital he claims to rule.
It was vicious and ruthless, and bloody and well planned, a final vindication of all Mubarak's critics and a shameful indictment of the Obamas and Clintons who failed to denounce this faithful ally of America and Israel.
The fighting around me in the square called Tahrir was so terrible that we could smell the blood. The men and women who are demanding the end of Mubarak's 30-year dictatorship -- and I saw young women in scarves and long skirts on their knees, breaking up the paving stones as rocks fell around them -- fought back with an immense courage that later turned into a kind of terrible cruelty.