Filipe Bidart writes about the white torture and isolation making humour and the state of mind become a resistance weapon. Bakartasunaz bi hitz (Two words about loneliness) is the tender and startling testimony about the twenty-five months he spent in isolation, where he wrote surrounded by rats and uniforms. And suddenly; I am here, inside a cell without being able to move, going anywhere, seeing anybody or having anything to do, waiting for the policeman to open my cell door, looking around, counting my steps, counting the hours in minutes, the minutes in seconds...
