Einmal ist Keinmal

It’s election time in college, it’s hotter than a hot sauce in colleges in general and in the national college more particularly.

I was planning to make my personal vote secret, but my ex binome is one of the candidates and he asked me to be his representative inside, to count to votes and all. He’s supposedly neutral, there is a full LFPM list (the strongest political party on my campus) of three candidates, and a LF incomplete list composed with only 2 candidates, they left the last seat empty mainly because they are weak and also to support Jean’s candidacy (Jean being my binôme). In theory Jean is neutral, he’s a phalangist/LFer but his candidacy is neutral. But he is regarded by many as an LF candidate.

Personally I was going to vote for jean anyway, and also for the LF list. Not because I believe they are better, since the candidates in the LFPM list are also excellent. But the LFPM pissed me off in class, because you see, since last year, there were efforts to make some peace in our class, and to avoid the mess of the elections (it’s fucking bloody!) and this year there were a very colossal effort to make a convention with others, the LF candidates were willing not to name any candidates of there own if there were 2 neutral candidates and one LFPM (there were talks about naming 2 particular neutral people, both excellent for the position, I was doing everything I can to make sure they win. P.S.: Jean was not one of the 2 names) but the LFPM refused, they didn’t justify it, they just said that the elections aren’t such a bad idea, it’s normal, which is true but the point of avoiding the election was to avoid serving the interests of political parties and concentrating more on the interests of our class. Not only the LFPM refused these efforts but they also accused the 2 neutral candidates of attempting to insure there position in the elections, they also accused the efforts of being oriented to minimize the representation of the LFPM. They want to win with a full list!!!

My personal opinion is that the LFPM’s act was pretty childish and it came against the interest of our class, we are not TOO political if compared with others, we have a great ambience and all 6 candidates joke very normally. It’s the few fanatics that made the difference. And it was the interference of the central power in college. This really pissed me off!!

So much has happened in the last few days, I have to say, the LFPM is my biggest motive to hate being one of them.


N.B.: I was in a field trip in the Bekaa today I'll talk about that later I'm so tired.

Two interesting points:

1- What message does Hezbollah send while giving children Katyushas’ to wear over there shoulders (fake or not).

2- Notice the Lebanese flags that the kids are holding, that’s new in the Hezbollah ideology. There flag for instance has no cedar tree or even a red patch (major color of the Lebanese flag), unlike most Lebanese parties. I like the way Hezbollah is evolving to become more Lebanese.

365 days have past since the Syrian forces have withdrawn from Lebanese land (at least officially) from the Lebanese territories.
365 days were enough for the Lebanese to realize that this victory will not make our Lebanon a pretty healthy oasis again.
365 days were enough for many people to face reality again.
365 days for us to realize that we are not as united as we pretend to be.
365 days to realize that it’s not just Hezbollah that needs the Syrians.
I hope that it won’t take us some 365 years to realize the find some peace in this hell we call “the land of cedars”.

Don’t get me wrong I am not disappointed with what was achieved. But you see, a week before the 14th of March 2005 there were a certain boiling beneath the surface. We knew it and everybody else knew it. It was like an orgasm building up, you can’t really predict it or control it, but you know its coming. I remember that 6 days before that when Hezbollah and Amal proclaimed the the million protesters the rest of Lebanon was shook up. We knew it wasn’t a million, we knew that many were paid, but the only way to disprove them was to bring down a real million and let history judge, and it built up for the whole week, we auto-recruited ourselves.

And then came April the 14th. It was a day never to be forgotten. Two things I will never forget:
1- The faces of old people on the balconies.
2- Freedom.

Forget about the freedom from the Syrians and forget the freedom that we even cheered for. It was not about that. It was just about walking in a huge croud of strangers, without the fear of others, and having no rule to respect.

I remember people cheering against the Syrians Dogs, I remember calling basher el-Açad “3akroot” (a very slang way to say son of a bitch), I remember people raising slogans inviting the Syrians to leave, inviting all there puppies to leave too starting with Lahoud (and yes the LFPM, aka Aounists were the ones who demanded that the most). I remember so many other things. Until that day we spoke about the Syrians inside our houses, sometimes in whisper. But now we said it on top of roofs we said it on the streets, and yes we were not fair! We bashed them really bad, but what did you expect, 30 years of occupation!! The Israelis occupied South Lebanon for something less than 20 years+we were never forced to call them brothers+they were not as destructive as Syrians, and still they still illustrate the evil enemies today.

Yes we hated the Syrians for there occupation. Yes the whole Syrian people take responsibility for the Occupation. I know they are as oppressed as we were (actually much more than us) but that is no excuse for them, and they never sympathized with us. They were never our brothers, so let them take responsibility of this injustice! The Germans were blamed for both the 1st and 2nd World War, right?

But it’s ok forgetfulness is very human. Lebanese will soon forget that. Besides, who cares for that now? We have other stuff to argue about, we have so many problems nowadays.

Prices are going nuts, you see the political cast took advantage of the political turmoil to raise prices and taxes.

People are tired of the political futile debates (yes sure they still support there leaders, but they are disappointed).

Young people are being tempted with holding the guns again (morons).

We are being dumped by everyone everywhere.

No we have achieved very little during this whole independence thing. And you know what? We paid such a high price. I know others took there independence at much higher prices. But none can say that we paid nothing, we paid lives!

We paid Hariri/Fleihan/12civilians, we paid the lives of two foreign workers that were going to a friends place for some celebration, we paid Samir kassir, we paid Georges Hawi, we paid two more civilians, and we paid Tueni and his two companions… What happened to all the dreams? Where did all that go? What did we do wrong? Did we dream too much? Did we make wrong choices?

NO, we did everything we could, we tried to make the right choices, we tried to know better. But give us a break everyone, we are just humans, and we are living a difficult situation, we came out of a civil war, and we came out of several occupations, we never chose our homeland and we don’t really know what to do. And none can blame us for this. Think of all the political failures all around the world, hell! Think of politics in general, no one’s satisfied with there achievements!

When everyone was hopeful I was telling everyone: “come down people, it’s not going to be heaven, they’ll all turn against us”.
Now that everyone’s feeling hopeless I am trying to say to people: “Cheer up everyone, we made a step forward!”

But I am no reference so no one listens to me; I’m just the clown that makes people laugh in class since I am the one who’d look silly to make them smart by comparison.

We have a bunch of weird neighbors, as it is in any place. They’re a family of a mother (80+) and two daughters (both 55+). The old lady’s nice, but her girls are real freaks, one day they start telling my mom about a Snake with “horns” so here’s the story:

Yiyiyi ya (H) (my mom). You wouldn’t believe it! I wouldn’t have believed it if I didn’t see it. The snake was important by the owner of the house (K) from Africa (yeah they always picture these mystic creatures coming from Africa or china or Siberia).

The whole house was full of expensive stuff (they are so in love with anything that shines)Beit Akébr (something like a house of aristocrats), the handles of the door are made of pure gold (?!?!).

We were sitting in the garden (a couple of hectares according to them) and then Mr. (K) calls: ya mahrousé! (literatly means protected, but it’s a name that some people used to give to precious pets)

Now we didn’t give it much importance until we saw her come down the stairs… She was LONG she slid down the stairs, and came under the chairs, we freaked out and jumped up in fear! She just came and sat next to Mr. (K) and he start caressing her head.

No seriously (H) she guards the house, when some thief comes to steal anything (yeah like you know a thief is something you see everyday) she stands up and hisses!

Damn I just wish stupidity was painful. And today it was Muslim-bashing day:

YiYiYi ya (H). When we first came here (in our building that is) 7 years ago, it was totally empty. We were the 3rd people in here. We were choosing the owners one by one (ahem, of course you know they were such important owners!). Now the building is filled with Muslims and Tripoli garbage.


My mom tries to smooth things over:

Come on (F), there are lots of Muslims that are clean, these people are different they are dirty. Go to West Beirut (Sunni/Muslim) they are almost as civilized as we. (that’s as modern as Maronite Christians around here).

And of course Mss. (F) goes on with more of her TRUTH:

No no no you don’t know these people (H), all Mhammadiyyé (Muslims) are all the same, the Sunna are better but they are terrible…

I won’t keep on quoting there words, I was working on some Botany classification I was trying real hard not to hear them. But these people are really funny.

1- Why would the Syrian government need to raise funds, it has enough money to pay them itself. And why would the four suspects need money anyway they made fortune over the last decade.

2- Why would the Syrian be so preoccupied with the fate of these people? After all these Suspects are Lebanese, and they are suspected with a murder that took place over the Lebanese territory against a Lebanese former prime minister, a murder that the Syrians insist that they have nothing to do with.

There are certain aspects in the Assad reasoning that will always escape me. More

This is a great play, I should attempt to watch. I didn’t know that such plays would ever take place in Lebanon! But hey, what can I say else then: I am pleasantly surprised. Of course the woman behind this work, Lina Khoury, had to struggle for 18 months to get with censorship, but what surprised me is that she took her work to the Minister himself, and he Helped her. Wow. That’s cool.

In the play the genitals are given a nickname Coco, which is quite funny, because that’s a very common nickname in Lebanon, my own cousin’s nickname is coco. Haha I can’t wait to tell her.

P.S.: The play was inspired from an American one: The Vagina Monologues. I never watched it or heard of it, but it sounds interesting.

According to the Lebanese law, homosexuality is not illegal. But! (Yes of course there are Buts you didn’t really think we are that modern?) But it is illegal to engage in any unnatural sexual activity, which means that homosexuality is illegal, since there’s either an excessive penis or an excessive vagina. And in fact, nowadays the homophobic society’s best argument against homosexuality is:

“It is not natural”.

To all those I would like to respectfully say:

“You are terribly wrong!”

Out of knowledge I can tell you people, nature has no rules. Behind the very organized face of the natural world, life’s very chaotic. It’s all about Brownian movement and the power of probability, resistance to degradation and adaptation.

Sorry to pop your bubble people (and no I am not talking about virginity there), but:

1. It is not natural for humans to be monogamous.

2. It is not natural to have sex face to face.

3. It is not natural for women to have constantly developed breasts.

4. It is not natural for us to have computers, and razors, and shoes, and...
oh let’s not try to name everything

5. It is not natural for us to forgive.

6. It is not natural for us to make the difference between sex and love.

7. It is not natural for us to refuse killing.

8. It is not natural for us to protect non-humans and especially not
those that are not related to us.

9. It is not natural to cry.

10. It is not natural to control procreation when we can eat enough to
live.

11. It is not natural to conquer space.

12. It is not natural to make war in the name of peace, it’s one or the
other, the most natural being the war option.

13. It is perfectly natural for 2 or more male lions to share one female in heat → enjoying orgies!

14. It is perfectly natural for Chimpanzees to eat baby Chimps.

15. It is perfectly natural for a mother to bite her child if the child
bites her first.

16. It is perfectly natural for a mother to abandon her child if she feels like it.

17. It is perfectly natural for Chimps to have homosexual activity (in order to preserve peace!).

18. It is perfectly natural for seal males to rape seal females.

19. It is perfectly natural for a ceratioid female to host the male as a parasite and a future bag of sperm (literally).

20. It is perfectly natural to masturbate (Fuck I feel so stupid even mentionning that, but it took me 19 years to realise it).



And you know what people; many of these points are contradictory. I realize that and it doesn’t bother me, you know why? Because nature doesn’t give a fuck about uniformity. If there is anything we ought to learn from nature it’s the respect of diversity. So next time you want to justify your lack of tolerance and excess of auto repression, just don’t mutilate the face of nature and insult it with pseudo science.
And of you are going to lie then do it right!


P.S.: If anyone feels like adding to the list, feel free.

1- Hezbollah refuses disarm till Israel withdraws from Shebaa farms (note that it isn’t even Shebaa town, it’s just part of town, the farms and it was populated by Syrians after the Syrian occupation).

2- Israel never withdrew from Shebaa because it’s Syrian territory, it’s not there land but hey that’s no problem.

3- The UN never included Shebaa in the Lebanese territory because Israel collided with Syrian forces when it occupied Shebaa therefore Syria must give official papers (maps) to prove that Shebaa farms are lebanese)

4- Syria says it can’t make official maps because Israelis are occupying the land and there fore it would need parachutes! (Man that’s a stupid excuse!!!)

5- Siniora goes to the USA begging the US to pressure Israel to withdraw from Shebaa farms (in exchange of disarming Hezbollah, USA’s sworn enemy).

What’s the American answer? Yes you guessed it right:

6- Israel can’t withdraw from Shebaa because it simply doesn’t have to, Plus, Israel doesn’t trust the Lebanese will disarm Hezbollah after the liberation of Shebaa, especially with the Palestinian militias acting like Sultans here and there.

And don’t get me started with the Palestinians now!(And most of all don't get me started with Hezbollah's hints about aiming to liberate Palestine before they hand over there weapons.)

So president Lahoud held a press conference yesterday. Which was pretty meaningless as usual. You can read a little about in naharnet The main points were the following:

He rejected the integration of Hezbollah in the Lebanese army
This was the agreement after the Ta’ef agreement, at that time most Lebanese were armed (heavily!!!), now of course that had to change. So the suggestion was that all the militarized forces would hand over there guns and they’d be, in return, integrated to the army. That way the army would represent the Lebanese better and the militants wouldn’t be left jobless, hopeless and “causeless”. The only ones who refused to do so were the Lebanese forces which lead to there banning and the imprisonment of there leader. The ones that were not forced to comply were Hezbollah (because he was said to be liberating the south), the Palestinians (I have no idea what was the excuse for them to keep there arms, it was mainly because there historical enemies, the Christians, were too weak to object and because the national army strong enough to impose the application of that law). So somehow the 1559 did not bring anything new when it demanded that Hezbollah and the Palestinians would be disarmed, it’ part of our institution. But Lahoud however can’t afford that (needless to explain why!). And to give his words more momentum to his words he reminded the 1982 Israeli invasion of Beirut.

He’d prefer to see Aoun as his successor, they come from the same school
I don’t see why does Aoun accept this sort of speech without objection. God is the witness of how the Aounists (FPM members) were the loudest to call for his resignation in march 18, trust me, one of my best friends is a very active Aounist. And now Aoun doesn’t object to being called, from the same school as Lahoud, damn that ought to mean that it’s true… In other terms Aoun will be like Lahoud once president→Why am not feeling so positive about this?

He demanded the release of the four former security officials
They were arrested because Detlev Mehlis stated that all indicates that they were involved in the Hariri’s murder. But Lahoud thinks that there is an intention to keep them in Jail without any accusation, what more accusations does he want? The international court will soon take place and they will face trial. Why doesn’t he defend all the other people that are dying in jails without any trial what so ever? These 4 people have there lives way too easy!

He attacked the Americans and Europeans for boycotting him
They are just pissed off because he defended Lebanon and the Resistance, that’s what he said. You know people I am really looking forward to the day where this guy would actually say:
They’re just jealous of my sexy Body!
That would make more sense.

He’s staying till the term of his mandate
Great I feel so much safer to know that the “land of the morons” (aka our parliament) is keeping its “arch-moron” (Must I explain?!)for almost another year.

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N.B.: this is too personal don't read it if you don't like this stuff I am a whiner and this is a good example of my bad whining habit!

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I haven’t updated much lately, not that I got sick of the blog yet, I’m still addicted, but in a certain sense I have nothing to say. You see for the last 10 days I didn’t have any college, and being the freak that I am that means I haven’t left the safety of my home (except on Easter, I went to my uncles’ place as we do every year). SO in a way I am depleted. And most importantly I have reached a point in this blog’s life where I have to make the fucking choice I am never capable of making.
You see… I am the kind of people that never really had any participation in life, I don’t do anything I don’t go out with my friends, I don’t participate in anything. I am secretly narcissist, I know I try to hide it and I often jokingly make fun of myself. But in secret I believe I am extra smart! That I have some talent in life. But I don’t. And in fact all my life I went through social life totally unnoticed. When I talk people often interrupt me, simply because of my lack of charisma they don’t realize it and they think it’s just a coincidence. But I know it very well. That makes me talk faster and make my sentences much shorter, and I often reconsider my sentence while talking, which leads me to cutting my sentence in its middle when I feel that it’s not really worth it. Needless to say that I look and sound like a freak because of that (among other things).
When I meet someone I don’t have a problem keeping him/her interested, I kind of wear there character, so yes I am a coward. I hate showing what I think, and when I get to know someone I tend to tell that person whatever I feel gets along with his her personality.
Back to the blog issue… When I started the blog here, I just wanted it as some place where I can keep all the things that the other people wouldn’t be interested to hear. I had another blog, but that one was the one where I posted the stuff that coincide with the face I give to people, all the self-centered stuff and the stuff that I think often about were supposed to stay here. You can check out my first few blogs, that’s what I wanted from this place.
I didn’t really expect people to read it, no one was supposed to. But then when some people actually read it, I sort of changed to what I thought was more entertaining, and I kind of liked it too. It is part of me to joke and criticize, I like that, but I didn’t dare to post all of the personal shit anymore. I guess I am just looking for what you people might like. I want people to like me. We all want that, but I suppose I take that too far, I am an attention junky (if there is such a thing).
So I got blocked! I didn’t know anymore how to write what all might enjoy, and that would remain formal enough not to attract criticism.
It really sucks when you have a weak character. I would have preferred being a bold moron!

So on the 18th of April, 10 years ago, during a fierce and very painful assault initiated by the Israelis over some tension in south Lebanon, the Israeli planes bombed a shelter (a tent) in which were hiding over 100 Lebanese human being, mainly women, children and old people. 106 people died that day (If my memory isn’t playing tricks on me). I remember that incident very well. When the attacks first took place it was all over TV, TV stations would put nothing else then that, they showed us pictures, they talked to some survivors, there were UN soldiers with there Blue Casks, they were collecting bodies and body parts, there were pictures of children all burned up, all black. There were two pictures that I’ll never forget, there were one soldier that was picking up one body and it was an infant, he picked him up tenderly and then held him in his arms as if it was still alive. The other picture was the picture of yet another child (maybe 7 or 8 years old), the soldier was picking the body off the ground and he held it with the sweater and the kid’s ankles, I felt at that moment that the picture was so degrading, the kid looked so much like a hunted pig, an animal.

I was young back then, 11 years old. I also remembering Hezbollah officials swear and promise to make the Israelis pay.



Then there was the Funeral. It was effectively the first time I ever saw any Muslim funeral. They were all buried together, not in the same hole, but in the same place. The coffins were very modest consisting on nothing but clear, probably unpolished, wooden boxes, they were covered with Lebanese Flags, the scene was chilling, and 100 coffins one next to the other, the cameras made sure to make the picture as heart breaking as possible. The parents and family members were crying over there dead. There is something so familiar about that scene, the women sat next to the remains of there beloved ones and started screaming and lamenting.

Then the Coffins were buried. And that was it. Hezbollah scored a lot of notes that day; they claimed to be the victims. In my Christian Maronite environment there 1were talks about Hezbollah’s responsibility for the attack, not that Hezbollah was the author of the raid, but rumor has it that there were Islamic resistance forces was barricaded right next to the shelter, using the shelter as a human shield, hoping the Israelis won’t strike back because they’d fear to blow up the shelter.
Back then I didn’t really know what to think about that. All I knew was that the kids should have never died. Whose fault it was I couldn’t judge no matter how hard I thought about it, the only good thought I had was that God sees everything and he’ll punish them. From those days I kept a belief that both Israelis and Palestinians were evil and mean, they deserve the shit in which they are sinking, that was a really comforting thought, I just ignored them.

I am an adult now, and I still think often about these things, and it makes me wonder. How can maniacs like Hezbollah preserve so much popularity in the south? I know for a fact that the fear factor, and the economic role of Hezbollah is part of there success. But come on people! What about all the babies that died? How can there moms and dads support there child’s murderer. When raid was over and it was time to sort the corpses, Hezbollah wasn’t there, it was the UN soldiers who submersed themselves with the ashes of the victims, it was the Blue Hats that tolerated the smell of blood and held the burnt babies, Hezbollah was in the comfort of his home yelling for revenge, preparing for more infanticides that would boost his political score.

They all blame the Israelis, but for Christ Sake people! Israelis did that raid because they care more about there own country then they care about there enemies (Naturally!!!), Hezbollah sent you all to your death because Hezbollah cares more about Hezbollah more than it cares about its followers and the country it pretends to defend.

The Lebanese Forces(LF) have a blog already!!!!

Haha. Um I don’t know if any of you doesn’t know this but the Lebanese forces and the LFPM are the two major Maronite Christians political parties, they are like enemies! The TFPM grouping more audience and being more laic.

Anyway , the funny thing’s that the LF seem to have had there Blog for something like 2 months and they clearly perceive the LFPM’s Blog an attempt to copy the LF’s example of success.

It’s so fun to watch all this taking place.

So the LFPM has a Blog now! That’s cool. When I read about it in a The Lebanese Bloggers entry I thought it was about some regular Blogger in the Lebanese Blogosphere. I was pleasantly surprised to know that it’s no one other then the ever famous Lebanese Free Patriotic Movement Aoun’s Political party for those of you who don’t know.
Anyway, I am PoPwisdom kind of people, I take wisdom from the silliest of sources, I learned from Heroes IV to be bold haha! And I learned from the Wikipedia welcome message that I don’t really have to be a peacemaker, I don’t have to avoid people hearing some of my opinions even if they’ll hate me for it. The reason for this hors sujet sentence is because I have this awkward relationship with the LFPM. I was raised in a Marnite Christian family that mainly gets along with the Lebanese Phalanges and thus the Lebanese Forces. Respecting the LFPM was never difficult; there were never much harsh feeling about them in my family. But when the 14th of March came, and Aoun came back from Paris and Geagea out of prison and all, I felt that it was time for me to make a stand. Not necessarily to choose a side but to sort out my feelings about this. Day in day out, I realize I have no admiration for Aoun, the guy’s just not worthy of all the loyal people behind him. But I always felt that my opinion was biased by the conditions I grew up in, so I never said anything, and I repeatedly defended the LFPM in my Pro-lebanese forces’ environment.

Recently I have made a decision:

I don’t like Aoun and I won’t hide it anymore!

I apologize in advance to all the LFPM members, I know you like him but I don’t. This doesn’t mean I like Geagea, this doesn’t mean I hate Aoun, I will always defend and support Aoun whenever his opinions are reasonable and smart. But don’t expect me to like that egocentric, self-declared Président and most of all irresponsible individual.

P.S.: the Blog is cute but I’d wait a while before judging it, I hope it gets better with time.

So God Loves Soldiers.... Shooooooooooooo!!!?

I wish people would start joking more often, this could have been a very funny joke.

Like DUH!!!!

Of course there lives are in danger. It's dangerous to be openly gay in the middle east. People in Irak are killed for fun sometimes, why would any gay or transexual individual go public about it.

So let’s think about this for a while:

Hizbollah won’t disarm until Israel withdraws from the south.

Israel won’t withdraw until Syria officially admits (with official papers and maps) that Shebaa is Lebanese.

Syria won’t provide these papers because there is no need for it, everybody knows Shebaa’s Lebanese territory.

The UN is not convinced with Syria’s response because after all… The Israelis collided with Syrian Forces when they entered Shebaa.

Now someone please explain to me why is Israel considered Lebanon’s enemy and Syria its Sister?!

While I was spending easter at my uncles’ place (Oh did I say that I spend easter with the whole family gathered? No? well who cares anyway). Anyway I had the national geographic French version magazine (yes I knew national geographic had a magazine but not a french version!) anyway I asked for a Dictionnary (bad French language when taken from the scientific sector), my uncle gave me this huge old (ancient!!!) Dictionnary. AN awesome work, it’s better than any dictionary I have at home.

Anyway the point is, I found the word Rebec. Naturally I was interested since my name’s Rebecca. Apparently it’s a medieval musical instrument deriving from the Arabic Rabab (ربابة ( Very funny to know, it is considered as one of the ancestors of the violon (my favorite instrument).

That’s so cute!

Wikipedia
The Rebec Page

There is a very silly french song I like, C’est bon pour le moral I always found it funny and felt that it invokes sex, saying implicitly “sex is good for the spirit”, today I just noticed that it doesn’t in fact it explicitly says so (not just invoking). You see the song says: Baiser c’est bon pour le moral. Being the silly catholic girl that I am I thought it’s meant to say Kissing is good for the moral, today I remembered something, in French, Baiser means also Fucking and not kissing. That’s not my fault if in Lebanon we just talk the polite French! I thought it was baiser, like bisou.

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C'est bon pour le moral


Un p'tit feu pour démarrer,
Une caresse pour décoller.
Si tu veux te réchauffer,
Faut savoir bien béguiner.

C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral

Si t'es Doudou bien balancée
Ou play-boy super sapé
Et que tu cherches à t'amuser
La Compagnie va te chanter

C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,

C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon,
C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon.

{Break instrumental}

Si tu veux te faire plaisir,
Faut surtout pas hésiter.
Pour combler mes désirs,
Y a rien de tel qu'un p'tit baiser.

C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,

C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon,
C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon.
C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon,
C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon.

{Break instrumental}

C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,

Un p'tit feu pour démarrer,
Une caresse pour décoller.
Si tu veux te réchauffer,
Faut savoir bien béguiner.

C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,
C'est bon pour le moral,

C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon,
C'est bon, bon, c'est bon bon.

Roulez, roulez,
Dansez, danser,
Roulez, roulez,
Dansez, dansez...
Roulez, roulez

I don’t know what to think about all these things going on in Egypt. I can’t help but to sympathize with these people, being a minority is just not simple, not simple to live not even simple to explain, there are so many dimension to such a situation.

I know what Christians in here feel, we feel like we are a minority when it come to the Arab world, and we are actually slowly turning into a minority in Lebanon itself. On this base we radically refuse the Arab Union, personally I do try to think of it objectively, but when I am all alone I can’t help but to think:
“Damn Rebecca, it’s fucked up. There are no benefits and Arabs just don’t like us Lebanese, there is a certain protection in our situation in Lebanon, we are not a small minority, but if we join the Arab union we will be a minority, and we will be digested”

However, I saw what this mentality drove my homeland into. I saw what the Christians did when they felt there presence in Lebanon was threatened. If I could I’d scream for the Copts in Egypt and tell them that it’s not worth it, that it will drive them even deeper in the pit they are in right now. But then, what is the alternative that I can give them?

The incident was a direct result of the lack of security, not that the government couldn’t protect them, but because it didn’t want to. I know it, the Copts know it, and the Muslims know it. But still the lies are thrown in the Copts’ faces they tell the guy was mentally ill, that the security forces did all they could, it’s like beating your child and telling him its his fault. In Lebanon, this is the first time that such news reaches us (at least ever since I can remember). The Egyptian Copts in Lebanon demonstrated in front of the Egyptian embassy, the ambassador received them, and start giving them all the shit that they always receive, when they questioned a governmental involvement the ambassador started telling them they are “exaggerating” that even in the USA such incidence happen (remember 9/11 ), even in Lebanon such things happen (remember what happened to president Hariri ). Damn!! Even I felt provoked by his answer, Take the Hariri assassination, that was done with 300Kilos of TNT, the explosion literally make the earth shake in Beirut, it was not an individual act, and the security system was held responsible of conspiring, the highest four security officials are in jail for that. The Hariri’s assassination was not done by one (crazy) individual holding ONE knife going from one church to the other stabbing people! There is no way to compare.

Yeah I sure understand the frustration they must feel. But still there demonstrations and the murder of a Muslim won’t fix anything, if only they can see, or at least listen to those that CAN see. But after 21 years of experience in this sectarian hell I do understand, even if I don’t excuse, the blindness that one must feel in this situation. It’s so much easier to give in to the instincts of isolation, violence and hatred. It’s all much easier than trying to understand it, because it can’t be understood. It’s called human stupidity, which is (according to Einstein) unlimited.

What?! It’s April the 14th already? Wait a minute, this means that yesterday was April the 13th, the day when it all escaladed in Lebanon (at least officially). Its weird how unnoticed this date has passed this year, almost no one mentioned it. Probably very few remember it, we the Lebanese are too busy for that. We the Lebanese!

While remembering this date I often wonder what to wish in this occasion? I never find anything. I never lived the ugliness of the war. I was born in 1985, 5 years before the end of the war, and I lived in a secure area, I hardly met much Muslims in my life.

For me, war was all about words, my mom would tell us to go to the shelter and we’d go, along with a couple dozens families, we’d hide in that shelter underground and we’d wait sometimes we’d here some bombing, we’d have fun counting them sometimes, we were so damn bored there. I remember the sight of that girl that was older than me and that was allowed to drink a bottle of milk in the shelter, my mom had told me I’m too old for bottles I should drink milk in a cup.

The only time I actually got scared during the war was when I was alone with my brother at home and some raid started, my elder brother wanting to protect me took me to the safest place he could think of, under the sink.

But I lived the legacy of war, and the legacy of any war is death. My worst thought about the war is the uncle I never had the chance to meet, because he died at the age of 17 because he was defending his hometown, not really defending, just winning some time and delaying the Syrians. They never even had the chance to burry him, he was left to rot under the sun (along with many other young men).

Another uncle of mine faced death twice and survived by pure chance (some call it miracle). On my dad’s side another uncle was permanently disabled during the war.

The painful thing’s that I don’t dare to tell my mom that the war was useless. She believes it wasn’t, she believes the war saved the Christian presence in Lebanon and most Christians believe so. All of us believe that if Christians haven’t resisted they would have been murdered by Palestinians and Muslims. Most Christians believe that the ONLY mistake that the Christians made was to fight each other, we all believe that even Sabra and Shatila was not that bad, that all Palestinians deserved to die. As for me… well I don’t really know what to believe. I don’t really care, if Lebanon is defended with blood then fuck Lebanon, I don’t think that god gave me life so that I’d waste it on such idiocy. I apologise to all the people that believe in there countries, I just don’t. Patriotism is false sense of importance. I wish the Christians would have failed to defend the Christian presence in Lebanon. I would have probably never been born and the Palestinians would have probably had an alternative home and everything would have been better.

Read what other Lebanese had to say about it, they even lived the war:
From Beirut the Beltway
French eagle
And Jamal

Just so that you’d be forewarned, I’m a stalker people.

Anyway now that you are warned, I have found a poem written by a college professor of mine. It isn’t that he signed it with: “Hani Abdul-Nour” Rébecca’s college professor, but at least I like to believe it’s him. The fact that it was written in French also helps, since the professor I’m talking about doesn’t speak well Arabic.

Anyway here are his two poems (both about war):
CODE POUR UNE GUERRE DE PLUS
GUERRE SUR LA VILLE

So let me get this straight. The majority should APOLOGISE?!
Oh for Christ sake Mr. le Général, what the hell are you doing?

Please people be patient on this guy, 15 years of exile apparently did marvelous work on this general. You see people, while Mr. Aoun was exiled in France his followers suffered bitter humiliation in here. They were banned from expressing there opinion they demonstrated, they were stepped on, hit with all sorts of metal objects…

Why? Because they believed in this guy, because this guy 20 years back stood at the steps of a dying Lebanon and said: “Great people of Lebanon…” And he promised them liberation, he promised them that he will never shake the hands of any external force. He rejected categorically Israel, Syria, France, USA, Iran…Ironically, if Paris wouldn’t have accepted him in its land, he would have been dead by now.

And now what does he do? He simply sells his people to the Syrians. Oh you might think I’m too harsh on him, but let’s face it: Lahoud is a coward that’s hiding under the Syrian skirt, and the only reason why he is against the deposition of Lahoud, is that Aoun wants to replace him. Aoun wants to be the next Mr. Le Président. But no one’s stupid enough to allow that! ( I hope) so he keeps on putting sticks in wheels.

What a marvelous policy!

Cool! I didn’t know that the embassy in Lebanon had previously been reopened.

1-Since this woman is a model (nothing related to conventional sport), what would play stand for?





2-What are these drops suppose to symbolise? Drops of dew? Drops of sea water splashing on her hot cheaks?

Studies have showed that the female Guppy Fish relies, in her choice of the male, on other female Guppy Fishes. Apparently, if an elder fish chooses one male, then the other female will most likely (70-80% of the cases) choose the same male, but only if the other female is Older!!

Ha! No wonder Married men always seem sexier. It’s our fish genes.

So Detlev Mehlis couldn’t make a break through the Syrian lack of cooperation because he was unfair to the Syrians (according to the Syrian sources) and just wanted to inculpate Assad dictatorship. Now Serge Brammertz is being very fair and objective (according to the Syrian sources). And still he couldn’t meet the Syrian President even though the meeting was previously decided.

There were no justifications for this detail but we are pretty damn bored of this stagnant situation. We have other victims to care for too. There is no intention to solve the Hariri case, how will we solve other cases. How will we bring justice to Samir Kassir and Gebran Tueni and many many others…

The last 48 hours were full of awkward dreams. I am not a person that remembers her dreams much but oddly enough I remembered very well the last couple of dreams. Last night I dreamed I was in a small store and I was planning how to rob the some coloring pen. And the night before that I dreamed I was raping someone. Don’t get me wrong, this kind of stuff don’t normally interest me. Maybe I should visit some psychic! hehe

I only discovered this that quote a few weeks ago, but it seemed almost as if I knew it for such a long time ago.

I have often witnessed in my society the bias of the war. I have often heard people brag about how we the Maronites have preserved the Christians presence in the Middle East. Very often I have embraced the concept that the war was imposed on us, that we had to fight this war. The idea is very simple, we were defending Lebanon. But wait a minute! Everyone was defending Lebanon. Each and every fucking asshole in this war was defending Lebanon. When the Syrian Army entered Lebanon (under the name of the Arab Army) they were defending Lebanon.

No we the Lebanese don’t really feel that it’s someone else’s fault that the Civil War Exploded. We realize we fucked up. And we do feel guilty about it. We don’t just blame the Syrians, or the Israelis, or the Americans. We do blame ourselves. It’s the politics that monopolizes the concept of the unique enemy.

Before 2005 it was Israel. Israel held the Lebanese hostages, Israel made the Kanna massacre, Israel tried to occupy Lebanon, and Israel’s the source of all evils. After 2005 it was Syria. But that’s all politics. Because politicians have to simplify complicated words. They have to make it all sound so easy, so that the solution and the reaction would be very simple and easy.

Think about a politician that comes and tells you:
“Well my friend, let me tell you something. This whole war was no one’s fault, it was the ugly fatality of the sectarian spirit that I, and my father before me (and his father before him…), have fed you in order to preserve my family’s grip over your neck and over your money. And you know what? You can’t really do anything about it, because if I didn’t hypnotize you it would have been someone else… We politicians in the third world countries are all the same”

If anyone said that, would you still support him in his wars, for his interests? No
And that’s why they won’t say it. They’ll just create an enemy.

We the Lebanese are often criticized for our choices, for our demonstrations, for our politics. I know that, we all know that. We the Lebanese don’t really think about what Arabs think about us. Because we don’t want a political cast similar to yours and we secretly despise Arabs. Even the Muslims in Lebanon don’t think very highly of Arabs. Yet another ridiculous stereotype, we think we are better.

Do Lebanese people hate the Syrian People? Yes, most of us do. Because it’s all the years of repression that are appearing to the surface. I personally do not support this hatred. I have met Syrians to whom I became a friend. They are just people, not monsters and not apes. But I saw many things happen in my countries and I do understand how tempting hatred can be.

People are often shocked with the irrationality of the human mind. Of how defective it seems. But in fact the human mind is merely the result of the nature. Stab a man once and he will wait the right chance when he becomes strong and he will stab you back. He might take no benefit from that, but he will do it nonetheless. The Lebanese people felt wounded and they are reacting, it is neither useful nor fair. But a broken bone takes time to heal.

This is an illustration from the 15th century depicting the creatures found in the sacred lands (hey don’t blame me people I didn’t paint this). Just notice the ape like creature in the bottom holding the camel. I wonder who that creature is supposed to resemble!

Thank God we have Animal planet nowadays so that we wouldn’t imagine predation anything similar to this.

Can you people see the guy in this picture? I know you can see the woman, but try to concentrate on the guy.

This guy is a television figure, politics and stuff. He’s not that good in politics by the way, but there’s a lot of shitty people everywhere, and this particular one takes a lot of cresdit because his last name is Gemayel, Karim gemayel to be exact. SO as any public figure he chews on the same standard sentences times and times again:

“Muslims and Christians in Lebanon live in peace”
“It’s just the politics that is sectarian in Lebanon.”
“There is no reason why all Lebanese would live in one united, prosper and progressive country.”

Yeah sure, that’s very sweet and soft.

However it happens that this guy visited 3 times the restaurant that I worked in during the summer, he was coming with some other smug Lebanese that works in the embassy (the Italian embassy if I am not mistaking).

On his first visit, the guys were sitting with another guy. The conversation was about comparing the European medieval age and the current Arab situation.

Typical Maronite/Christian Lebanese conversation. They all talked, ranted, the gemayel dude kept observing all the ladies passing by. Finally they came to a simple conclusion:

“The Arab world will never rise from its dark ages like Europe did, simply because the Arab world is ruled by Muslims”

Another time they were around, they had a different guy with them. He was apparently Muslim. Almost the same conversation was revisited. This time there were so much talk about the wisdom of “Ali Bin Abi Taleb” and the conclusion was rephrased as following:

”The reason why the Arab world sinks in darkness is simply because the most influential countries in this Arab world are Sunni”

Needless to say that this meant only that the Muslim guy with them is Shiite.

Eh oui! That’s my Lebanon.

My little brother is so convinced that he has an allergy for girls his age (around 6 years old). These were his words:

“Whenever any of those girls get near me, only girls that are MY age, not YOUR age (the you he is addressing being me). Whenever THEY get near me, I start to sneeze. I sneeze so bad that I make them go away!”

This kid’s watching too much TV.

Some of the following points are things that I have achieved and would like to repeat, but most are things I have never done before:

1. Graduate


2. Score 60/100 in some exam (other than the statistics thingy in the first year biology)


3. Have a job in something that has something to do with biology


4. Witness the discovery of a Neanderthal in Lebanon


5. See one or both of my brothers graduate


6. Hear my mom talking well in English (or at least saying the word Daughterright!)


7. Have my aunt stop convincing me to become a doctor


8. Make my mom realize I have no talent in anything.


9. doing some shopping for some cosmetic stuff and enjoying it.


10. know the truth about Harir’s death (not sure if I would like to know that but I am curious)


11. Witness the Lebanese independence


12. See a Lebanese female politician (like a real politician, not just a politician’s widow ).


13. See a non-corrupted politician (yeah right I’d have more luck with #12)


14. Master the German language.


15. Learn Norwegian.


16. Learn anthropology


17. Have a boyfriend


18. Propose to Waleed without being rejected


19. Have good sex (good and sex must be simultaneous)


20. Watch good pornography (good and porn must be simultaneous too)


21. Sex on the beach.


22. meet a homosexual (preferably in Lebanon)


23. Drive a car


24. Have a car


25. live alone


26. Getting drunk again


27. Trying hashishe


28. Go to a Nightclub


29. travel


30. Order a delivery


31. See my dad supporting feminism.


32. Eat a whole quiche all by myself


33. Walk on the street without having some guy harassing me


34. Sing in a karaoke night (God! I’m not sure I want that)


35. Dance


36. Be the center of attention without having an anxiety attack.


37. shave my hair.


38. Change a tire


39. invent a substance that would make stupidity painful (imagine the screaming and crying!)


40. Tell a jerk that he’s a jerk.


41. Shoot a politician


42. get a medal for #41


43. Hear Shakira singing in Arabic


44. Hear Hayfa Wehbe singing for real


45. See Sabah retiring


46. Have a bank account


47. Have money to put in my bank account (preferably something higher than 100 000$)


48. Go to the cinema twice in one year


49. See an Arab guy washing the dishes while his wife is watching TV


50. Meet a handsome Syrian guy


51. Meet a French person who isn’t cute


52. Meet an Italian that doesn’t always flirt


53. Meet an Egyptian that doesn’t talk too fast


54. Meet a Christian Lebanese who isn’t paranoid about the Fate of Christianity in the middle east.


55. Manage to cook something edible

P.S.: #50,51,52,53,54 do NOT have to happen simultaneously

The last week was a physiological challenge for me.
Not only it’s that week of the month!
Not only I didn’t sleep well all week long.
Not only I fell asleep when I was teaching my little brother (3 fucking times!!!!)
Not only I have been criticized yet again because of the book I’m reading.
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But the worst yet of all is that it had been a week of constant nausea.

I am not sure why but I have been feeling nauseated all week long, I think it has something to do with the weather. But my immune system has been spoiling me so much that I hate feeling sick.

Anyway it culminated today when I woke up feeling so sick I was going to throw up. I asked my mom if she had some malox and her answer was (with a nasty I just woke up look):

Why?

Finally she said she had something that might help, she gave me some weird syrup, I think it’s for kids not adults because it didn’t help much.

In the bus I was feeling even worse, I was certain: vomit or diarrhea

Well I managed to avoid both evils, instead I had a world war raging in my stomach… No seriously when I put my hand on my belly I was able to feel the riot circulating from one side to another of my intestines.

All I could think of was an old story that my aunt told me. It goes like this:

When my aunt was a kid, there were some weird customers that would come to visit her aunt, her aunt had a small grocery store, one of those guys was really freaky! My aunt didn’t like to bring him stuff. The guy demanded a pepsi and when my aunt was forced to bring it to him, she secretly shook it in the other room, the shaking was so intense that when the guy opened it the pepsi was projected right to the wall…
Needless to say that my aunt didn’t go to the store for a while.

I couldn’t help thinking of the analogy between my situation and the pepsi can. From now on I will have more respect for pepsi.

In the March 2005 eventful period we thought we had seen miracles taking place. We thought we entered history, pictures of young, pretty (die in jealousy all of you Arabs who envy our pretty female participation!! Buwahaha) protesters giving flowers to soldiers, pictures of hundreds of thousands, millions demonstrating peacefully and happily. We thought the world finally will keep this picture in its mind about us the Lebanese.

But you know what? There is no word in dictionaries connecting Lebanisation to any positive event, do you?

Try googling the word Libanisation (yes the French version of Lebanesation) you’ll find the word everywhere.

You see after our glorious civil war, we became a fine example of division among people, sectarian atrocities. Someone, somewhere in this endless world started using the word Libanisation to define just that.

After the civil war was over, there was this sense of total despair in the Lebanese society, Lebanon was dead for all of us. People had lost so much only to realize that they lost it all just so that they’d lose even more. As a desperate come back, some old dudes launched a courageous, unprecedented, heroic quest to re-establish the Lebanese pride… There crusade soon gave its fruits, they made us all proud, they … they…



They renounced the use of the term Libanisation………..WOW…

Now there actual achievement was that they demanded Larousse to remove the word Libanisation from its dictionary. This didn’t remove the word from use, actually this term was so powerful that francophone journalists replaced the word Balkanisation with Libanisation.

Nowadays they talk about the : libanisation de l’intifada and the libanisation de l’Irak

Lebanese people say

لبننة

as to say: to make something Lebanese, for example the Lebanese elections should be lebanised! (aren’t we Lebanese so cute?☺)

Total Bullshit, Thomas Edison was a liar and a loser and this statements is merely another fine evidence.

In life there are two things that help you change reality:

Talent & Luck

Anything else is just details that make no real difference.




And I have none

Tom and Jerry have stopped chasing and running to watch the Lebanese cabinet meeting today

Don’t blame me, I heard this Prediction JOKE from a silly anonymous sender, to a silly program on a silly radio station that I had to hear in a silly bus, on the way to a silly college day.

I hope that lahoud and Ahmad Fatfat would engage in some Aikido fight one day in one of those meetings. I can’t help wondering who will win. And most of all, who will start crying first?

The overall idea is very simple and lame:

A genetic mutation triggered the growth of teeth in chicken embryos

And not ANY sort of teeth… Alligator teeth! Buwahaha! Imagine that, so birds don’t just have avian flue they also have alligator teeth!!

It’s rather predictable when you know that evolutionists claim that birds evolved from reptiles (DUH!!!) but if you’re a creationist then it’s probably devilish.

Unfortunately these chicks are unviable, I would have loved to see that.

I am heading for a depression I can feel right on my chest today's laughs were an obvious clue, I just know it... SO please people if I act weird during the next few days just remember that I am only partly psychotic and partly uncivilized. I'll just avoid blogging that should do it.

A Lebanese guy offering a ride in his car for a female that he sees on the street.

A Khaliji (a person from the gulf), staring from the ankle of his eye at the waitress, while ordering a meal.

An Egyptian flooding a girl on the street with some shit like: “Ya Gameel, Ya Sokar, Ya Aaçal…”

These, my friends, are the most obvious examples of the sexual frustration from which we suffer. I don’t mind sexual obsession (I secretly love it!), but mix sexual oppression and sexual obsession→ the result is lethal.

In fact we do talk about sex (even if we don’t have it, but we still talk about it) but we often talk about it ambiguously. We don’t call it “pleasures of the flesh” we call them pleasures of love…. Like YEAAAAAAH!!! LOVE!.

Even our own language is ambiguous when it comes to sex. Consider the following sentence:

“Two individuals of the same genus, and from the same gender are having sex”

Try translating this sentence to Arabic:

“

فردين من نفس الجنس و من نفس الجنس يمارسان الجنس

”

Unfortunately, in Arabic جنس =sex; gender or genus. In other terms the sentence would also mean:

“Two individuals of the same sex and of the same sex are having sex”

What a linguistic loss!
Further more some people use the word جنس to say jeans so imagine saying:

“ Two individuals of the same genus, and from the same gender are having sex in jeans”

“

فردين من نفس الجنس و من نفس الجنس يمارسان الجنس بالجنس

”

In English:

“Two individuals of the same sex and of the same sex are having sex in sex”

What a fucked up situation, but then who dares to talk about homosexuality in Lebanon anyway.

The word “

جنس

” is often avoided because it is more or less restricted to a sinful act, if we want to saying fucking without being slang we’d say things like

مضاجعة

to share a bed or to sleep with, which isn’t really adequate because it is not a specific word for sex and also because it is not perceived as a normal thing, the word is phonetically awkward; another word is

تزاوج

to copulate (too scientific and not very human!).

In the same subject, in Arabic the word for masturbating is

العادة السّريّة

damn the word alone is scary, I personally don’t use it! I prefer using the French word, there is another word for it

استمناء

which is actually worse because it literally means self-inflicting semen, this practically excludes me, and so I don’t like it either.

How are we supposed to talk about these subjects when we don’t have any words to express them clearly? As I said before I prefer using French, Arabic is so impotent!

In the 13th century, motivated by the Pope Innocent III’s approval (Massacre them all, for good knows his own) and to protect the church of god, Simon de Montfort launched a crusade against the Cathars. In 1209, he kills 15000 individual, proudly declaring that he has killed them all, he was wrong, so he had to do another crusade, the castle of Lastours resisted the assault for many years, until it finally fell and so came the end of the Catharist ideology.

One of the most significant moments of this crusade was when De Montfort was messing with the Cathar resistance’s mind, he gathered 100 prisoner cut of there lips and there noses, with burst eyes (among other things) and made them walk in a chain lead by one guy, to whom he left one eye (lucky bastard!) and told them to walk all the way to the castle of Lastours and deliver a message from De Monfort saying that if the latter does not give up he, and all those behind him will suffer the same fate.

What an artist! I haven’t heard of such atrocities in the name of god, except for the Assyrian ones.

A rather interesting part of the story is that this crusade was in fact part of the whole crusade shit that was meant to protect the doctrine. The next time any Muslim would complain about the west attacking Islam, and giving the example of the crusades, I’ll just remind them that it was all about politics, and this time I’ll remind them that it could have been much worse and the only reason that they feel so mistreated, was in fact because they survived to remember these facts. And the next time, the catholic zealots around here would tell me about how righteous the church was, and how it helped the world be a better place, winking at the slavery thingy and the rights of women, I’ll just remind those that the Cathars were in fact Christians and that they were very liberal, they allowed women to become priests and they believed in poverty and all that shit that the church still fails to embrace at our modern days.

I’ll bet I tricked you all by disappearing for the weekend, I’ll bet you all think that I have a social life, don’t you?
Well no I don’t I was just deprived of either connection or electricity during the weekend (deprived of both most of the time).

But anyway… Does anyone remember when I talked to you about that book that was ruined? The One that I had borrowed from the college library? Well today was the day in which I returned it, and to my good luck, she didn’t even notice. You see, when the book caught some humidity I hid it in my portfolio, hoping the pages would become plane again, and when I checked it again at Thursday I noticed that the damage was far more limited than I had I was hoping. You see by hiding it from the sun apparently I prevented the oxidation of the paper in the presence of the water. So inside the book the damage totally disappeared. There was some damage on the cover but nothing inside! And when the library lady took the book she was too busy looking inside, and just didn’t notice the cover!

Two other events marked my day, one of them is private and the other’s that I got stuck outside my home for a whole hour because I forgot my keys and my mom wasn’t home.

Nomad je ne sais pas s'il existe un mot araméen à l'origine du mot Claude alors ce que j'ai écris c'est ls façon d'écrire le nom Marie-Claude de façon à ce qu'il soit prononcé exactement Marie-Claude. Tandis que le nom à l'origine de Marie et que j'avais utilisé la fois passée se prononce : Maryam
N.B.: Comme vous l'avez probabalement remaquée ça s'écrit de droite à gauche (comme l'arabe)

The Taxons existing in a particular region are good indicators of its mesology (ecology).



Justification :
When a particular Taxon faces important changes in its mesology, Changes that are profound enough to threaten its existence, the Taxon may react according to one of the following modalities:

1. Adaptation:
This modality does not require any genetic changes from the taxon, it s merely the fruit of a very good adaptability of the taxon, the latter changing its interaction with its mesology but remain the exact same animal.

Total success


2. Evolution:
The Taxon in this case will genetically change, evolve, new species will erupt under the new pressures.

Partial success


3. Migration:
Here the animal will migrate toward another region where the conditions are more convenient.

Partial success


4. Extinction:
The Taxon that cannot or will not get along with the new situation.

Total failure






Illustrative examples organised in a useful table:

Nature of the change	Previous Position	Drastic change	Current position	Taxon
Adaptation	Islamic, traditionally opposed to the christian parties	Hariri's death	Aoun's first ally	Hezbollah
Evolution	Syriophilic		Syriophilic	Jumblat
Migration	On every TV station in lebanon		somewhere in the Syrian Virgin Forests	Nasser Kandil
Extinction				Gebran Tueni

Conclusion:
And they say Lebanese politic's useless!