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An ambiguous Dream

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Am on a short break, so I thought I'd share this dream with you, before I forget it...

I dreamt of Rabbi Yona Metzger, Chief Rabbi of Eretz Israel. And he was saying

"Drive them out, drive them out to the Desert. Drive them out to Sinai"

I guess reading news before going to sleep is not a very good idea. This Rabbi is considered one of the most influential international figures. If this guy is considered one of the most influential figures, that tells you a lot about the state of the world we live in...He also said in real life as opposed to dream life, that Muslims did not need Jerusalem, they had Mecca and Medina to contend with. (full article here and you must read it)

But the dream continues...

And I found myself in the desert, shouting " We have wandered long enough...we have wandered over 40 years. This land has always been ours - it's our promised land today "

Then my voice changed and I sounded like Golda Meir, and screamed at the top of my lungs.

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Yet another Blog.

Oh no, not another one...Yes another one called the Arab Woman Newsbytes.
The reason ?
I don't always have enough time to compose long posts and just in case you start missing me, you will at least have daily updates of bits of news that I find relevant. And you can comment all you want. I actually encourage you to do so... So "rant" away...

For those who are new to blogs and want to check the latest - This is what you need to do.

-Click on "view complete profile" on this blog
-Scroll down to the bottom of the page
-You will find 3 blogs.
-Click on the one you wish to consult.

Alternatively you may bookmark it

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A Travesty...

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The online dictionary defines travesty as:

1.a literary or artistic burlesque of a serious work or subject, characterized by grotesque or ludicrous incongruity of style, treatment, or subject matter.

2.a literary or artistic composition so inferior in quality as to be merely a grotesque imitation of its model.

3.any grotesque or debased likeness or imitation


Faithfull to my word and my promise, and in line with my last post, the time is ripe to expose travesties.

I find that noun totally appropriate to describe one political character who goes by the name of Nasrallah also known as the “Sayyed”.

Nasrallah is one of the most incongruous characters around. Incongruous is a polite word for a deceitful, lacking political and moral integrity, personage. And nothing is more apt to qualify Nasrallah but the latter.

Someone sent me this speech by the “Sayyed.” I read it.

Going past the usual verbiage that I am so used to by now, I noticed something worth EXPOSING and that is probably the only thing t…

Backlash behind a Veil...

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Well what do you know - I really can’t stand it anymore.

I can’t stand the current Islamist discourse. I don’t care where it is coming from, I can’t stand it anymore. And I want to shout it out loud. FED UP!!!

I absolutely detest, abhor, despise, hate, the current Iraqi government. I hate the fucking mullahs.

I hate Sistani, Maliki, Jaafari, Muqtada al Sadr, Al Hakeem and there rest of the smelly retards - all those sectarian Shia shits from Iran.

I can’t stand Iran’s Ahmadinajad, Khomeini, Khatemi, Khameini...Kha, kha, kha, khara...(khara is shit in Arabic)

I am totally allergic to the snake Nasrallah and his fucked up sectarian Hezbollah, who says one thing and does another.

But it does not stop there...

I am a fed up with the Muslim Brotherhood, Hamas, the Salafists, the Wahabists...

And I am talking here as a WOMAN. These bastards stand against everything women of my generation fought for.

These people are an insult to Islam, they have deformed it, they have perverted it, they have turned …

Women and Exile

On other blog - here.

Look what they've done, ma...

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I can’t get this song out my head. Been humming since yesterday...just can’t stop.

I sleep, wake up and am singing it. I walk the streets, and it follows me everywhere like a shadow. And as I type this, am listening to it...and singing along.

Maybe you can help.

I know everyone is engrossed with the tragedy of Gaza right now. And rightly so.

Got my own thoughts on Hamas though - will save them for later.

The only thing I can say, is that we have moved from a one state solution, to a two state solution to a three state solution...

Bantustan comes to mind. What a wonderful way to finish off the “Palestinian cause."

Expect the same in Lebanon soon. In Iraq on the other hand, it’s already a done deal.
Do thank Israel, Iran, and of course the U.S.A (and the poodle GB) and of course the Gulf countries plus others...Conspiracy? Nope. REALITY? Yes.

But I still can’t get this song out of my mind...It’s getting even more urgent.

Sing it along with me will you ?

Look what they’ve done to my song, ma
Lo…

In the name of the Messiah & the Mahdi.

About a year ago, I mentioned that during an acute shortage of water, in 2003, American Christian missionaries would only give out drinking bottled water on condition that the Iraqi dying of thirst, converts to Christianity, there and then.


Today, I received a video about those missionaries in Iraq. I want you to watch it carefully. It does have English sub-titles.

At the end of the video, a Shia mullah says that the Americans missionaries in Iraq are no different from Al-Qaeda. I agree. But then who brought Al-Qaeda to Iraq?
The Americans. And who is currently funding them ? The Americans and the Iranians.
(see my post- Bits & Pieces from the Iraqi coffin)


But then I will also add they are no different from the sectarian Shias who have ethnically cleansed Baghdad, nor are they any different from the sectarian messianic Shias in Iran. They too believe that any non-shia is disposable material. That his/her extermination is Halal-authorized-encouraged.
Actually this is what a secular Shia…

Blackouts.

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It is late here, I want to fall asleep...

I switch off the small table lamp next to my bed. The obscurity is total. A thick black curtain envelops the room.

I close my eyes, the darkness gets even thicker, like a heavy thick veil...

I plunge my head into the pillow. I hear myself breathe. I feel my heartbeat. I hear the obscurity.

I am wide awake in the darkness.

My body says "am tired, let me go"...and my mind replays those images, waking my body up, every time it dozes off...

I get up, turn on the computer, my mind is very alert, my body drudging behind...

I want to chase the pictures away. But I can’t. They have followed me into the darkness of my room, tugging at my sleeve, shouting “Wake up, wake up, you can’t go to sleep.” And here I am.

A boy not older than 12, paralyzed and totally dependent on a breathing machine.
The machine has stopped. No electricity. A total blackout.

The whole family takes turns pumping air manually to keep him alive. A vigil of artificial air.

Hospitals …

Bits & Pieces from the Iraqi Coffin.

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Uncle Abu Nabil, just arrived from Baghdad, via Erbil. He had much to tell us.

But before, I give you the latest news, I want to share with you a few impressions...

I was watching Al-Arabiya program “Men al Iraq” (from Iraq), and the guest of “honor” was none other than the CIA/Iranian Agent, embezzler, crook, Chalabi.

As you know Chalabi was put in charge of the De-Baathification program, which really consisted of massacring or imprisoning every single Baathist. This was done by Chalabi’s private militias in coordination with the thugs from Iran- Muqtada Al-Sadr’s militias, the Badr Brigades of Al-Hakeem SCII, Hezbollah/Iraq branch , the Iranian Quds Brigades and the American occupation forces.

This cleaning out of the Baathists was also done in conjunction with the sectarian cleansing of Sunnis, under the false allegation that all Sunnis are Baathists. Of course the Baath party had a majority of Shias , from the higher echelons all the way down...

In fact, some fake Baathists, basically …

To a Palestinian Child...

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I read an “interesting” scientific study the other day.

According to American scientists - and you can trust Americans to come up with such findings – humans crave violence as much as sex. The urge is as strong and as natural, so it seems.

The findings were “conclusive evidence" based on experiments on rats. Must have been American rats, for sure.

Yes, America including its “intelligentsia” is plagued with violence.
It is a violent society and the ethos of violence is what rules it. Violence in the streets, in the job market, at home, in relationships, in sports and in politics...

Violence has many levels and many faces. You can find the whole gamut in the USA. They are experts in violence and they are proficient in exporting it to the four corners of the globe. A package of Coke, McDonald, Disney and Violence.

I personally do not agree with this biological determinism, even though, I do concede that America and Israel have not moved beyond primitive, base instincts...


For example, an e…

Redemption...

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You know, am a music addict.

Music, books and writing give me “sanity”... Without them, I'd be a lost soul.

In them, I found solace, companionship, resonance, agreement, similarities and knowledge...

Not that it has furthered the human “cause” in any way, but it has kept me somehow sane and...hopeful.

One singer that has contributed to my sanity, is Bob Marley. And one song in particular– Redemption song.

I don’t know the lyrics by heart, but I remember that one refrain, and sometimes it just re-surfaces and plays itself over and over in my head…

“Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our mind...
How long shall they kill our Prophets
While we stand aside and look...?"



17 Years have elapsed...Seventeen Years, 17 Years, one and seven.

17 years have passed, since Desert Storm...Storms from the West, hot wind blowing from the Cold.

17 years and am still counting...Counting...

I wake up and sleep and I keep track, I add up. One plus one, plus two, plus three, pl…

Stress...

Westerners and Americans in particular, keep complaining that their lives are so stressful...

They carry their long faces along with their dead end weights, and say " Oh man, the stress..."

They uphold and constantly re-create the same system that makes them stressful...

And if you listen to them close enough,you will realize they are nothing but a bunch of spoiled brats...They are stressed because they have valued "work", above everything else...

They are stressed because they complicate their lives with stupidities and more things to manage...

They are stressed because they have been led to believe that Life owes it to them, that they are entitled simply because they are who they are...

They are stressed because they produce and eat junk. Stop producing the shit and stop eating it and you will not be stressed...

They are stressed because stress becomes their raison d'être, gives them meaning in life...for their lives are so fucking empty of anything substantial...

Th…

Not for the Norm...

For those who may consider themselves, out of "norm", you may consult the other blog.

Quick thoughts on Iran...

Am really behind in my writing. Or let me put it this way, can't write fast enough...

I really need to continue the "Iraq - Grandeur and Destruction series," but I simply don't have enough time.

Of course, I can always cut and paste news items for you, but then this is not my idea of blogging.

But I noticed Arab viewers are very good at cut and paste. Am not talking about the internet here, am talking about mental "cut and paste."

For instance, I was watching this program on al Jazeera the other night. It's called "Minbar Al Jazeera"

Minbar not to be confused with minibar...ok!, means "platform."

And in this context, this program means "platform of speech."

So people call in and give their views. They can't wait to call in.

But Al-Jazeera has this very bad habit of saying to the caller "Min ghayr tajreeh" meaning literally do not " wound." Of course, referring to whatever Arab government the caller is dyi…

An encounter with an American ass...

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Today, I felt a little better, so I had a night out.

There is this little pub/café, supposedly an “alternative” place, where supposedly “alternative” people gather...Thank God, there were none tonight, none of these politically correct "alternatives."

I am not sure, if I consider myself as “alternative” having seen what “alternative” is all about.

I mean, hell, I’ve seen so called Arab leftist's “alternatives” and the “anti-war alternative” and even “alternative” websites and despite all these “alternatives,” I have witnessed the continuous destruction of Iraqi and Palestinian lives.

So what “alternative” are people on about, exactly?

It is all nonsense, nonsense and lies...There is no Arab left, left.
As for the anti-war movement, it is one huge sham and there is no “will of the people” bullshit.

Definitely no “American will of the people” bullshit. America has no people, it has groups and individuals.
Individuals are not a people. The individualistic mentality does not make a …

For Music Lovers...

On other blog, some Iraqi luth and guitar improvisations.

An Orgiastic Visit...

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The Egyptians have a charming way of welcoming someone. They say in their dialect "Da zarna Al-Nabee" (roughly translated - we have been visited by the Prophet.)

Am sure the Kuwaitis are saying the same thing, adding "Ya Mashallah, khosh Ziyara" (What a good visit, praise the lord.)

Am sure the Israelis, are saying mazaltov and shalom, the dove of peace has fluttered over Jerusalem...

Both the Israelis and Kuwaitis have shed a few tears of joy and appreciation for this truly touching moment...So did the prophet, he cried in rememberance.

But the Kuwaitis also slaughtered a few lambs and stuffed them, roasted them and said Bismillah...

Their little ones cheered, "Baba Bush, Baba Bush", and the women painted henna on their hands as on a wedding day, ululated and clapped, saying "Allah yedeem nassrak ya Uncle Bush" (May God keep you victorious.)

I get goosebumps when I witness such an overt show of warmth and loving gratitude...I really do.

Am sure the I…

A Mesopotamian Riddle...

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I am sure you have heard this truism before " Ask the right question, you will get the right answer."

So did it ever occur to you to ask why Iraq ? Why Iraq in particular ?
Why not Saudi Arabia, or Iran for that matter ?

I know you will tell me oil - Saudi Arabia has it and so does Iran.
Nuclear toys ? Iran has them, Saudi Arabia can acquire them, Iraq had none.
Geographical location and geo strategies? Well, we are neighbors, a question of a few kilometers.

Iraq as a "undemocratic dictatorship" - Saudi Arabia is one and Iran is definitely one too.

An fundamentalist system to be overthrown ? Wrong again. Iraq was secular.
And the fundies live next door - in Iran even more than in Saudi.

So come on, think hard, you the supposedly intelligent reader, so aware of international politics and chess games.

You, the one who loves to pontificate from your cushiony computer, expanding and theorizing...

Show me what you are capable of coming up with.

Still no clue?

Am not surprised.

You to…

Fever...

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Yesterday, late at night, I suddenly developed a very high fever. And when I say very high, I mean very high.

I felt my cheeks flushed red, and my body oozing fire...

Strange don't you think ?
I have no other symptoms, just a fever.

And when weird things happen to me and they do, I amuse myself in observing them.
I call it getting acquainted.

I say to myself, well let's see now, what is this fever telling you? or what is it trying to burn OUT of your body? Your Iraqi body.

Yes, I have an Iraqi body. It is no different from any other body around, but it seems that it is regarded differently...

Maybe my fever is a revolutionary call for Justice - like My Iraqi body is a body too. Stop messing around with it.

I think often of the Iraqi Body. The Iraqi body count, the shriveled Iraq body, the starving Iraqi body, the walled-in Iraqi body, the hungry Iraqi body, the tortured Iraqi body, the sold Iraqi body...

Yes the Iraqi body is often on my mind.

The body is where the temple lies so they sa…