This is a response that I wrote on my friend Issam's blog on an article My country, my country.. To hurt your hand The video clip in this article provoked me to write these words
يا لها من نظرة مخزية في هذا الكليب هنا تعلم كيف ينظرون الى هذا الشعب يرونه من زاوية الشعب المهزوم والفاقد للأمل ويروجون لهذه الفكرة بمثل هذا الكليب يريدون صناعة مجد لأمة كاملة بقليل من الاغاني والكلمات الرنانة و و … تناسوا "الصح " In everything …The fact that we lost hope is sure, but how: We lost hope for them They are the truth …We have lost hope for those who make the policy of this country with a bicolaj …فقدنا الامل في زعماء الاحزاب والوجوه السياسية التي احترفت "القوادة عيني عينك" We have lost hope in prostitutes who keep the rights of women …يريدون سماع صوت من لا يسمع صوته إلا في ذلك اليوم ولكنه فضل
To be silent in order to preserve his honor to defile ,Because he pledged allegiance …The virtue of silence because he wanted to preserve the rest of the manhood in it … The virtue of silence because he knows that he is an Algerian who is aware of what he does and is aware of what is being woven from his back …Preferred , The options are many, but they also preferred silence ,Preferred…