عزيزتي أخبار اليوم،

صدمت اليوم عندما رأيت الكاريكاتير المنشور على الصفحة الأولى من الجريده. بالأصحّ عندما قرأت كلمة "مزز". سابقا كنت أعتقد أن المشكلة تكمن من الشارع المصري و تدهور مستوى اللغه… ثم تغيّر مفهومي عندما أدركت أن المشكله تكمن في مضمون وساءل الترفيه حيث تحتوي الأفلام المصريه على قدر وفير من اللغة السوقية و الايحاءات الشكليه و النصّية و المناظر و الحوارات الجنسيّة لدرجة تثير عندي الشك في كيان الرقابة على وسائل الاعلام.

أمّا عندما أجد جريدة مثل أخبار اليوم راعية لكلمة "مزز" و على ظهر الصفحة كاريكاتير جنسي مبتزل و فقير المضمون و المعنى لنفس الرسّام للفتاة توتو التي ترمز للكيان الجنسي في المجتمع، فان ذلك يدفعني للتفكير أكثر من مرّة قبل شراء جريدتكم الرسمية.

أشك أن صحائف أوروبا و أمريكا الرسمية تنشر اللغات الدارجة في شوارعها أو تنشر نكات يحتوي مضمونها على ستار جنسي. لديهم مجلات متخصصة لتلك المواضيع.

أثق في رد فعلكم على تصحيح الحال على أمل أن ينهض المجتمع المصري المسكين ثقافيا بدلا من الدعوى الى الانحلال.

و السلام عليكم و رحمة الله….

What the hell is wrong with these people, I wonder?

I have no idea. It named itself. Even the damn MS Office controls me. I wonder where Document1 went.

Where O where did I have it saved? Saved from being exposed to the whole world perhaps? I don’t know. I don’t even remember what was in it. A résumé, cheesecake recipe, Egypt’s 19000 numbers list… I don’t know. I don’t care.

It’s long gone by now. Long past a click on a recycle bin icon.

Some would call this digital irony… whatever.

I’m babbling again.

I wonder if I’d get locked up if I voice blogged in public.

The other day I was talking to some guys about what’s been missing from this country. One said religion, the other said freedom and democracy. Loyalty was what I said.

Loyalty as in loving one’s country the same way our grandfathers did, caring for the next generations that would rein the earth long after we’re gone. Loyalty towards one’s religion, one’s God, one’s family, one’s beliefs. If we had that… we would read real and international news in the local newspaper instead of the same news about Al Ahly and Jimmy and Mobinil and Mobinil and Mobinil. If we had loyalty we wouldn’t have to worry about the lazy government employee sitting behind the desk pretending that he’s doing something of value, we wouldn’t have to worry about private tuitions since all teachers would make sure their students are served well.

We wouldn’t have to worry about favoritism and how a zillion losers with the right connection would get a job that is rightfully ours. We wouldn’t know who’ll be our next president ten years in advance.

The US Aid budget for 2008 equaled USD 1.7 BILLION. Assuming that the only term was that the Egyptian government had to buy 500 Million worth of wheat from America, it leaves us with 1.2 billion dollars right?

I, rightfully, want to know where that money goes. I mean that’s only the US Aid… I’m not going to discuss the other international Aids that we get.

Oh well… I guess it’ll be easy to say that all money unaccounted for has been used on matters of national security. The answer is easy and not so complicated, don’t you think?

And we wonder why we have cyclones and earthquakes.

How pathetic.

Should I just move out and shut the hell up?

It’s like me with Windows Hearts card game. If I don’t “shoot the moon” on the first round i.e. hit all players with 26s, I quit the game and start another one. It’s like I’m playing against my own luck instead of against a 0s and 1s piece of machinery.

I don’t know whether that makes me a stronger gamer or a quitter and a coward, but I do know that it’s by far more fun to aim higher… even if I get to quit all the cheap stake games.

I do the same with Hoyle’s Poker. I save the game after each win and I reload it after each loss. I hate losing if I’m playing non humans. I could have said computer, but I preferred using the term non humans. It’s not like I’m playing sea turtles here. All in the figure of speech, I guess.

I never play poker, not real poker at least. I once played poker with sugar bags at some coffee place that me and my friends used to hang out at. The floor manager used to join us too after he shuts the door close.

It was fun, betting on something that we didn’t own in the first place.

But when it comes to life, it’s not easy to gamble, to risk. I like givens. I hate decisions. Even though many friends ask me for advice, I still find it real hard to give any to myself. Being neutral about matters helps. Praying estekhara helps.

I always find ways to drag whatever it is that I crossed out right back into the chip pool.

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.

Ironically, I never report to my managers at work. I always do what I think is right, say what I think is right… call the related department, process the forms, do the required maintenance. All they gotta do is SIGN.

I work too much. I should just quit. I heard stories about people who quit… stayed home for two years, unemployed.

Distorted isn’t the right word, but it’s the first word that comes to mind. (Thank you Chuck)

Why do I even bother? :)

Multiplayer games is by far more fun.