Sidi Bouzid flares to be like Mohammed Bouazizi. (Individual Tunisian highly flammable and worthy desperate, frustrated and frightened way)
It is well known the fire spread rapidly in areas where the flora is flourishing. Police
reply.
And no one knows anything.
Foreign media about it. Local media
dodge, are silent and still treat the response of the Minister of Religious Affairs as to the noise of the call to prayer. Who cares
royally. We want
Fahem Boukaddous everywhere except in the cell as one in which it lies.
We want men in the media. We want to be mistaken for Men.
We want to be mistaken for a people and not for a herd.
The ultimate disposition is to learn the news of your own country, your own governorate and sometimes even in your own neighborhood through Russian newspapers, French or English.
Sometimes I wonder if people who think they have directed our destiny with a Stalinist paternalism, still have in mind that we have rights, we are living beings capable of discerning and that too insult our intelligence, it will eventually implode to give rise to negative waves that are deleterious to the whole country.
me I can not claim to boycott all Tunisian media on the occasion of this new farce, as is already the case for some time.
Tribute to Sofia Chourabi, incidentally, which does an excellent job at his peril.
Tonight I hurt my Sidi Bouzid, as I had pain in my pelvis and my mining Guerdane Ben, it was not that long.
Tonight I hurt my country. A country where the diplomas and humans are no longer measure up to the repression and abuse that are commonplace.
last thing that we stop pursuing these unfortunates. If the underground economy, whether it is harmful to the figures we proudly present the rankings, is booming is that the government fails to provide work to a skilled and educated youth. A graduate student in computer
not selling clementines for pleasure, gentlemen!
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