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Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Democracy in the Middle East?

Democracy in the Middle East? What a bloody joke. Is it plausible that the Arabs, most of them, will change their ancient ways of thousands of years (e.g., culture, values, religion) and embrace western democracy? Never. They're going back to the seventh century. And for a simple but powerful reason: Islamic democracy is an oxymoron.

For instance, look at Tunis, Egypt, and Libya, where are they going? They want the fiendish Sharia Law: polygamy, amputations, lashings, denial of religious freedoms for their outclassed minorities, and more - not less - oppression of women. The Arabs haven't the slightest idea of what democracy means. Don't expect much from this so-called Arab Spring, a will-o'-the-wisp.

Once the Arabs, most of them, dwell in the seventh century for another thousand years, they just might realize that no one else is still left here on Earth, so to speak, but themselves. And then they will, perhaps, figure out the meaning of democracy: freedom of action and freedom of thought.

These upheavals in the Middle East are natural reactions to sever economic conditions coupled with draconian political arrangements.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

On Women


I am at a loss of words, words to describe my fondness of women. Women, the scent of the goodness of this earth, are the vehicles of life and sustenance.
The givers, the nurtures, the mothers, the sisters, the daughters, the wives, I cheirsh them all. They spend their lives
giving comfort to others. It's time, had been time, for the men to do right by women.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Qaddafi Dead


Every time a dictator falls I hope, a hopeless hope I know, for one thing: That his people would show him mercy and forgiveness, which he'd never shown to his own people. Instead, to my disappointment, they always show the animalistic vengeful side of human nature. Dark.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

I doubt if God is good or fair

I doubt if God is good or fair
It begins with God who claims to see and hear
What about all those who live in despair:  
Hunger, disease, and poison in the air;
Many an old person sits lonely in a wheelchair;
Children cry, mothers weep, does anyone care?
I doubt if God is good or fair
God, do you see? do you hear? are you really there?


Then it dawned on me not to ask anymore
It's up to you and me to be good and fair.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Forgive My Words


My intentions are never to cloy your ear.
My dulcet tones are not for your heart to fear.
My words are evocative but quite sincere.
And if my words don’t please you dear,
I ask you to forgive me in the future near.