Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Thoughts Part I

So I just lost sight of basically EVERYTHING. I don't know what's going on, what has happened, and what will happen. And I honestly DON'T CARE! I'm totally indifferent to the people, my surroundings, the events… anything and everything you or I can think of.
What are we fighting for?!
Was the revolution we made almost 2 years ago something to tear the country to pieces? Did we give the wrong people the power? But still if we had chosen differently, we'd still be screwed – in a different way that is.
What are we fighting for?!

I feel that anyone who has any demand just takes to the streets. Our economy is mess, factories and small businesses are closing because their workers don't like their financial position or simply just come up with something not to like.
In the end, we're humans and we're Egyptians, and because there is a poor majority, THEY'LL NEVER BE SATISFIED! NO ONE will EVER be satisfied, especially since they've understood that the only way to be heard is to go on strike.
Great that's what we've learnt "Go on strike to get your demands heard" – let everything else go to waste.
So give them work; it doesn't pay well. Give them money; it's not enough. The list goes on and the end result is the same.

People were under the impression that voting for Mohamed Morsi – including those who simply voted for him so that Shafik would not win – were under the impression that he would do some magic trick to fix everything overnight. Well, it's not possible!
Welcome to Reality people!

Now, people are in Tahrir, Heliopolis, every where. They are opposing the man who needs a firm ground to make his decisions. He cannot remove the corrupt prosecutor because he does not have the power to. He cannot reinstate the People's Assembly because he does not have the power to. I'm not sure what powers he has exactly, but by the looks of it, nothing that can help Egypt move forward!

I'm not a fan of the Muslim Brotherhood. Never was, never will be. BUT, we have neither given the man nor the country space to grow and flourish. Since the Presidential elections there have been strikes all over Egypt.

I realise there are worse decisions being taken these days, such as the announcement that the government will no longer subsidise electricity for 75% of the population, added to the expected rise in fuel prices. I'm not sure where we're going but I don't know what were fighting for either.

I'm lost and somehow I do not want or seek to be guided. If there's a light, let it come to me, I shall not seek it.


  1. yes 2awy ba2a!"No one will ever be satisfied" So true! And that light? Mesh bayenlo athar! :D

  2. I dont think u r lost, ur view is very clear, better than all those who think they are the geniuses or the inspired. ur problem is that u want to solve what only Allah can, we'll do our best and pray, and know we have the right to make mistakes and correct them because this is one of the ways of learning, we have to keep going. 'of course this is me, ur mom"

  3. It is a mess, but I think in all fairness, it was expected. We had a revolution because the country was in tatters, not because we were sick and tired of law and order and perfection. Somehow I see the situation a bit like having a valuable carpet with a rich thread count. It's a carpet that has a lot of stuff tucked under it--dirt, creepy crawlies, odd socks, loose change--you name it, it's there! Ultimately, the carpet must be lifted and the junk underneath must be exposed and swept away, in an act of spring cleaning (Arab Spring Cleaning, if you excuse the corniness). But in lifting an antique carpet that has not been tended to in a long, long time, we are also risking something else: it is bound to disintegrate into hundreds of tiny fragments, shreds of threads that bear little semblance to the original work of art and glory that it was. So it is a lose-lose situation. Keep the carpet where it is, it will still be harboring filth. Lift it, it crumbles, and all filth breaks loose. Somewhere in the future, once the odd socks have been collected, the change put in the piggy bank, the insects exterminated, the dirt vacuumed, there will emerge an expert in warp and weft who will manage to weave over the patches and make the carpet whole again. But we must remember that when that happens, it will not be the same carpet, but a different one, with different colours and different threads. That is not something to lament. It is the outcome that must be expected.