Speaking of the, ehemm, heir : Jimmy got married!

From Agence France Presse.

CAIRO: Egyptian President Hosni Moubarak's 43-year-old son and possible successor Gamal married Khadiga al-Gammal Saturday in a religious ceremony led by the country's top cleric, witnesses said Sunday. Gamal exchanged vows with Khadiga in front of Sheikh Mohammad Sayyed Tantawi, who is the grand imam of Al-Azhar and the country's most senior Sunni Muslim authority. The family ceremony was followed by a cocktail reception at the Air Force Club in Cairo, which was attended by close to 500 guests, including most of the current cabinet, former ministers and only a handful of friends. Guests said Khadiga - the daughter of a wealthy businessman and almost 20 years younger than her husband - was wearing a dress designed by Lebanese fashion supremo Elie Saab. No alcohol was served at the reception and guests were not allowed to take pictures. A larger wedding party is scheduled for May 4 in the Sinai Red Sea resort of Sharm el-Sheikh, to coincide with Hosni Mubarak's 79th birthday. The celebrations will also coincide with an international conference on restoring security in Iraq to be held in Sharm al-Sheikh and several foreign dignitaries are expected to attend the party. - AFP
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And of course, I couldn't help myself:
Comments...

1) Well at least the dress was made by an Arab. Does this mean that Egypt will be pursuing Arab Unity through fashion designers, perhaps? Well, we tried industry and agriculture and they failed, so who knows ... :)

2) However what I find very uncomfortable is how the wedding will coincide with the Iraq conference in Sharm. This mixing of State and Presidential family affairs is quite reminiscent of the Khedivial times in Egypt (word has it that the long promenade El-Haram St. designed for Khedive Ismail to take long strolls with Eugénia de Montijo, empress of France, during the celebrations of the Suez Canal opening in 1869) or of the Royalist era in Europe, where matters of war, love, succession and the like were determined in the royalty circle.

Or is it just, like History tells us, a way to present the Prince to the visiting Counts and Dukes? Though at the time they used to take the opportunity to find him a bride. I guess rather than a marriage of Countries, it's a marriage of Government and Business that we're witnessing.

3) Don't forget to send him your best wishes on May fourth. Who knows, if we're lucky enough, it might become a new national holiday.

4) the President is 79? Wow... he looks, ehemm, 2 years younger!! :)

5) Congratulations to the bride and groom because, despite all the nonsense, they are getting married so it's a big day for them!
(yes, that was my PC sentence. Necessary, isn't it).

6) Damn, she's hot!

Jimmy and the Macaroni Sandwich

I was sitting quietly at 4 am in the library working on my ridiculously underpaid translation job when Norah forwarded me this very amusing article...
So I decided to translate that instead :) Apparently I'm too sleepy to realise what I'm doing. Oh well, it's not like we were in the Government's little papers before anyway. Yallah, khalliha tekhrab, bala neela.

It's about how Gamal Moubarak is completely disconnected from Egyptian reality, which discredits him.

Just a quick word. It's interesting that the debate is NOW around whether he's good or not; it seems that we're past the debate around the 'Monarchical Republic' ('Gomhoukeya', as would say a professor of mine) and we're debating the qualities of the 'candidate'.

Is it a question of maturity, that we, as a society, are above the mere objection on the form and are now discussing the content?

I wish it was. Rather, I believe we have internalised for a fact that we will have no say whatsoever about this issue, and that, as illegal as it is to inherit power, it's still going to happen; the only argument we have left is that of 'well we don't mind you choosing for us, but can we at least get someone who is at least acceptably good?'

Sad, sad!

Well, enjoy the article. For the arabic version, just click on the image to the right.

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""The main advantage of Gamal Mubarak is that... he has none. You'll say I don't like him (and this is not true) and hence I have a negative opinion of him... Very well then, if you do like him, then tell what's his advantage!

Gamal Mubarak has participated in about 13 electoral conferences for the National Party in the past parliamentary elections; all 13 candidates he had supported by his presence, or appealed for, failed -- so much that someone suggested to him, or perhaps ordered him, to no longer appear in any such conferences in the following rounds of the elections to avoid the embarassment of defeat...

Gamal Mubarak does not have this Leader Halo, as he, quite like his father, carries on his shoulder the spirit of the traditional functionary who lacks the political 'gift'; and when he decides to play a sport, he chooses one where he merely hits the ball against the wall.
Furthermore, Gamal is not, and will not be an outspoken speaker nor a leader nor a thinker, and isn't much more than a square-jawed banker...

Gamal Mubarak was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, a silver whip in his hand, and the Power's skates in his feet; he is obeyed as he orders, everyone agreeing and kissing his boots, just like the headmaster's son in any public school..

Of Egypt, Gamal Mubarak only knows the wealthy's hangouts, the rich's neighbourhoods, the castles of the partners and the villas of the cousins;
he does not know the fava beans and falafel (taameya!) carts in Old Cairo early morn, when government functionaries gulp down their plate of beans before going to work; he hasn't eaten the macaroni sandwich in Downtown,
nor was he cheated by the kid collecting the ticket money in a microbus in Feesal, nor did he ever get angry because of the clogged Qalyub bridge on the agricultural highway, nor was he stuck in the traffic light of Salah Salem St. until he felt he grew old, nor did he ever ride the Upper Egypt train, and had the young barrow boy drop his merchandise on him and yelled at him.. then felt sorry for the boy and gave him a little money;
nor did he stand for hours at the registry office on Giza square in a very hot day, with the ceiling fan noisy as a grinder;
not was he yelled at by the employee of the Health Department who just wanted a little tip, when he went to have his daughter vaccinated;
nor did he ever listen to a cab driver at two o'clock in the morning, complaining how he was forced to work two days non-stop so he could afford the private lessons for his kid in high school;
nor did he ever love a girl in college and was rejected because she was proposed to by a guy who works for Vodafone;
nor did Gamal Mubarak ever drink the Nile's polluted water and bought a filter when he wife pressured him to, saying 'well how come your sister got one and we haven't'... Gamal Mubarak never spent his summer holidays in Gamassa - or hasn't even seen it, nor has he gone to Rass-El-Barr with the Workers' Union...

Gamal Mubarak does not know us, he merely knows his posse of billionaires who spend their summer holidays in Marbella in Spain and who think that Marina is ghetto...

This man does not know Egypt, how can we let him rule it?"

So you're making fun of my accent?

Well at least, thank God it's not Mancunian!

Now Mancunian is the adjective of 'Manchester' - and the BBC, in its great tradition of spreading the English culture around the globe, has created a page titled 'Learn Mancunian in 10 minutes'. Apparently, Manchester is known not just for having a team which has kinda sucked in the past four years (alright, alright, just kidding!) but also for having an, ehemmm, interesting accent.

And there's a little Real Player file that goes with it, where you can learn to speak as a genuine Mancunian. It's absolutely HILARIOUS! Click here... (you need to have Real Player installed, but I'm sure you do, right?)

In Memoriam - Virginia Tech

We will continue to invent the future through our blood and tears and through all our sadness ... We will prevail ...

-- Nikki Giovanni, University Distinguished Professor, poet, activist

Been a week already and I’ve somehow been trying to avoid writing about that.

Perhaps because I haven’t quite gotten over it myself? Yes, that’s probably it.

Or because writing this article would force me to search for some more accurate data on the issue, and I can’t get myself to.

I think we’ve tried to block it out, somehow. Tried not to let the multiple reports about the murderer, how he’s been a nutcase from a while and how the medical services of his school reported him to be mentally unstable a while ago - but couldn’t really do anything about it.

How 32 people died on a university campus.

I used to believe that Universities were this perfect, holy place, protected by God and the elements. And that those who sought knowledge were somehow safe from the outside madness.

I was wrong. So damn wrong.

Virginia Tech’s ‘shooting’ - quite an understatement, I have to say - shook the nation. Students in particular took it hard, and for a reason: it’s the ‘it could happen to us’ immediate reasoning. And because pretty much everyone knew someone at V-Tech, had a classmate from Virginia, or something. It was way, way too real.

I remember Columbine, and as horrible as that was, it was completely remote from me - at 10,000 km, I guess you can afford to dissociate yourself from that.

I don’t want to go through the description of the events, I’m sure you can look it up yourself. (or you can see the WPost’s coverage here.)

Plus I don’t want to waste too much time on the killer - Cho Seung-hui was his name - because he doesn’t deserve it. I just hope he rots in hell as we speak. I won't put a photo of him either. I will, however, have a thought for his family, which felt compelled, in the midst of its grief, to declare itself 'so sorry' for the actions of their son. The guy's sister, a Princeton 'o4 (and a damn smart one, according to Taufiq who went to college with her), said that "We pray for their families and loved ones who are experiencing so much excruciating grief. And we pray for those who were injured and for those whose lives are changed forever because of what they witnessed and experienced".

Poor people. Just another family that was making its way in the US like any other immigrant family, I guess.

V-Tech itself is a state of shock, its students are only now starting to return to class.

This is what the homepage of Virginia Tech looks like:

As for the deceased, well, we lost 32 people. We, the students; we, the world. 32 lives, between students and professors. A huge, huge, inexplicable, painful, loss.

Oh, and 1 Egyptian, Waleed Shaalan is his name. Not that he’s more important than the others but to me it’s yet an extra link to the massacre, one more way for me to feel it. One more reason to cry.

On the facebook group that his roommates created, we learn that Waleed was 32, a Civil Engineering PhD student from Zagazig. He has a wife, Amira, and 1 year old child, Khaled, who were supposed to join him in the US shortly.

And here’s a little story from the NYTimes about him:

"He was gunned down on Monday while he was studying in Norris Hall, but witnesses say he died a hero.

According to Randy Dymond, a civil engineering professor at Virginia Tech, Mr. Shaalan was in a classroom with another student when the gunman entered and opened fire.

Mr. Shaalan was badly wounded and lay beside the other student, who was not shot but played dead, as the gunman returned two times searching for signs of life. Just as the gunman noticed the student, Mr. Shaalan made a move to distract him, at which point he was shot a second time and died. The student believed that Mr. Shaalan purposefully distracted the shooter to save him, Mr. Dymond said."

Not much I can add to that. And there a few stories of those, that remind us that those who died didn't deserve to die. They just simply did not fucking deserve to die, dammit!

I know that we here are starting to snap out of it, because, well, that's what people do. And that the discussion is starting to take a new turn, with investigations starting to wonder why the crazy fuck, who was diagnosed as ‘mentally ill’ a year or two ago, was let loose. Or why there was no response between the first shooting - at the dorm - and the second at the Uni, two hours later.

So we might get some answers, and some people will be removed from their functions. Well, better than nothing.

And it's on this awkward note that I end this entry.

UN alarm at Palestinian poverty

From BBC News.

Am quoting the article, because it's too heartbreaking for me to comment.
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""A UN study, carried out by the World Food Programme (WFP), talks of a "marked decline" in living standards.

It says that by the end of last year more than 80% of Gazans and 60% of West Bankers were reducing their daily expenditures.

The report warns that rising levels of unemployment and poverty are posing acute challenges to "food security" - a family's ability to provide itself with enough to eat.

The study talks of "economic suffocation" and says that Israeli security restrictions in the occupied West Bank and around Gaza are fragmenting the Palestinian economy.
Sectors like fishing and farming are being ruined.

Although the report does not refer to them, the past 12 months have also seen international economic sanctions on the Hamas-led Palestinian government.

(...)
Mrs Iyad has been unable to find work herself and she says that she would sell anything in the house if it was worth selling.
This is a common response to the economic crisis.

The WFP report talks of families selling off their most prized assets - like work tools and even land.

And many months ago desperate women began cashing in their jewellery at the gold market.

The UN says that extreme coping mechanisms like these can only be stretched so far.""

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Can only be stretched so far, they said. So what will happen when they are stretched to the limit? And they're getting there now. Fast.

Let's face it - stretching people to the limit has been the purpose of this economic isolation and suspension of aid campaign from the very beginning, in the hope that angry people will topple the Government they elected, and settle for the one that DC and Tel Aviv elect - just so they can eat.

Economic sanctions at their worse.

MSNBC: Babes in the Holy Land

Israel is working on a new national PR campaign to improve the country's image, which will involve, well, babes and beaches, according to MSNBC.

Quite an interesting coalition: the Israeli consulate in New York is hiring.... Maxim for their PR campaign. Yes, Maxim the magazine, for the three of you who (pretend they) don't know what it is, it's this. (no, I didn't check the website. I just googled it.=P)

Israel seems to be taking its PR pretty seriously - it's a 2 billion dollars industry.

I don't know what to think about this campaign-- I think first that it's sad that showing women in bikinis to sell anything, but that it would come from a Government is almost insulting..

I guess that it'd be better for them to remove the reasons why their reputation is going down - you know, occupation, arbitrary detention, torture, disrespect of international law, this kind of bad stuff that from some reason seems to upset public opinion abroad (a little bit, just a little bit!) -- but perhaps that showing photos of models is a little easier after all. :)

So until then, I'll do just what other males in America between the ages of 18 and 35 (the declared target of this campaign) will do: enjoy the photos ;)

(thanks to Uri for sharing the story).

'Behind the Sun': A documentary on torture in Egypt

'Behind the sun' is the expression egyptians use to refer to an undisclosed destination - usually for bad stuff. So 'behind the sun' is basically where the government sends you when you've done something they don't really like but is not punishable by the law: so you're sent 'wara-el-shams'. Think 'Siberia' in the collective imaginary of the West, if you wish.

And 'behind the sun', well, all kinds of bad things happen to you.

And that was also the title of an Al-Jazeera super controversial television programme which aired recently, about torture in Egypt.
It is absolutely GREAT. Make sure you watch it. Hadjar kindly sent me a link to this programme, split into parts and uploaded on YouTube so we can watch it online.

Click here.

Super recommended for anyone who speaks arabic.

And all I can say is: A7AAAAAAAAA!!!!


Our government has gone so low I don't think it's reformable anymore. I don't know how transition is going to happen -- but I fear the worse.

(The photo on this entry is not a real still of an act of torture, but a reenactement of a torture method that is fairly commonly used in Egyptian police stations...)

Has there ever been a period of time without war?

An interesting question that someone posted on 'Ask Yahoo'.
And the answer was as expected:

"This timeline of military history, taken primarily from George C Kohn's "Dictionary of Wars," indicates that from roughly 2925 B.C. to, oh, now, an unbroken period of hostility between one group of people and another has existed.".

And even before that, we're not quite sure -- but wars were probably less bloody (hmm, did I hear someone say WW2? Iraq? Rwanda?) then they are now...

(and no, the fact that i put the 'US department of the army' logo doesn't mean I'm blaming all carnages of the planet on them, of course (just Iraq and, well, a few dozens other conflicts here and there). I just thought it looked interesting.)

Public Service Announcement!!

Copie-colle d'un mail que je viens de recevoir... Faites passer le mot!!

La France qui se lève tôt se réveillera-t-elle à temps ?

Rendez-vous mardi 17 avril entre 6h30 et 7h, à Neuilly, M° Les Sablons

Ou organisez ce rendez-vous dans votre ville !
et faites le savoir sur www.lafrancequiselevetot.com


Tic-tac-tic-tac-tic-tac… Il est Sarko moins 22 !

Le collectif « La France qui se lève tôt », composé de jeunes travailleurs non ou multi partisans, a décidé de faire du bruit jusqu’au 6 mai.

Depuis la premières action matinale mardi 10 avril : affluence croissante, rencontre d’indécis ou débat animé avec des militants UMP, accueil chaleureux et du bruit… Succès. Voir les photos et vidéos ici : http://www.lafrancequiselevetot.com

Clairon, cloche, trompette, batucada, mégaphone, sono, cornet… : tout est bon pour réveiller un pays qui se dirige, lentement mais sûrement, vers 5 ans de sarkozysme.

Nous poursuivons l’action de plus belle avec un troisième rendez-vous, mardi 17 avril entre 6h30 et 7h au métro Les Sablons, dans les beaux quartiers, dans le fief électoral du candidat des riches : Neuilly !

« Avis tous ceux (qu'ils se lèvent tôt ou tard) qui ne voteront pas Sarko,
à tous ceux qui sont choqués par l'escroquerie du discours Sarkozyste, discours qui se réclame de Jaurès et de la valeur travail mais affiche un programme à faire pâlir les rentiers.

A tous ceux qui, plus généralement, pensent qu'on ne naît pas pédophile ou président, qui désapprouvent le bilan de l'ex ministère de l'intérieur, ou qui refusent les rafles d'enfants...

"La France qui se lève tôt" vous invite ! »

Sarkozy et Neuilly ne représentent que la France des héritiers. « La France qui se lève tôt » et nos nouveaux sympathisants refusons le projet de société du candidat et, avis à la population, nous sommes bien plus nombreux que les sondages ne le pronostiquent.

La preuve ? Le mouvement s’étend : les vrais lève tôt, ceux qui ne votent pas Sarkozy nous écrivent de tous les coins de France. Caen, Nantes, Strasbourg, Lyon, Marseille… demandent à entrer dans la danse. Le gène de la colère est contagieux ! Nous invitons donc tous ces collectifs spontanés à passer à l’action mardi matin à l’aube pour la première matinée nationale de la France qui se lève tôt.

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Dans votre ville, choisissez un endroit symbolique (Le Capitole à Toulouse, La Canebiere à Marseille, la place Kleber à Strasbourg ?) ou la place de l'hôtel de ville, et faites du bruit !

Rassemblement pacifique mais bruyant, et prévenez les journaux de votre région (voir ici pour les adresses http://www.animauzine.net/IMG/doc/Medias04.doc)

Invitez vos amis et relayez ce mail !

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Army in Iraq uploads its videos on YouTube

The US army (sorry, the 'coalition of the willing') seems to be utterly bored in Iraq.

Why? Because now they're shooting mini-videos and uploading them on YouTube! And they even have their own dedicated channel...

Interestingly, the page tells that the videos feature, I quote:
"- Combat action
- Interesting, eye-catching footage
- Interaction between Coalition troops and the Iraqi populace.
- Teamwork between Coalition and Iraqi troops in the fight against terror. "

And that it does NOT contain, again I quote:
"- Profanity
- Sexual content
- Overly graphic, disturbing or offensive material
- Footage that mocks Coalition Forces, Iraqi Security Forces or the citizens of Iraq."

Okay. I don't mind. At least they admit upfront being dishonest. I'm surprised they didn't specify that the 'interactions with the Iraqi populace' are not limited to flower-giving and hugs :)

And the page ends by "This YouTube channel is brought to you by www.mnf-iraq.com, the official Web site of Operation Iraqi Freedom."

And I was like: HUH? Didn't that line sound very much like 'This programme is brought to you by www.toysRus.com, official Web site of Toys R Us - the cheapest place for fantasy games' or something like it...

An official website? And it's a .com, not even a .mil or a .gov. So, who's sponsoring it? Haliburton??

Damn! Gulf War 2* (1990-1991) was supposed to begin a new era where people get to witness wars on air, in real time. Apparently, with Gulf War 3 (the current) we're moving BACK to where the information that perspires is carefully selected and edited by the perpetrators. Go freedom of press....

Here's one of the videos of their page, titled 'Troops Give Gifts to Iraqi Children'. I swear I'm not making up this title =P


All I can say is: pffffffffffffffffffff.....



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* (for those who wonder what is Gulf War 1: that'd be Iraq-Iran, 1980-1988. Just in case you were wondering).

Tariq Ramadan vs. Philippe de Villiers, le massacre!

Tariq Ramadan en train de ridiculiser Philippe de Villiers.

Cliquez ici!!

Je trouve absolument degradant qu'on laisse des idiots du genre de de villiers se promener sans laisse et museliere.

Enjoy!

Watch the Genocide Live on Google Earth!

I have this bad habit of blogging when I have the most work to do - presentation and quiz tomorrow. Well, I'll probably drop the quiz... Oh well.

Something interesting I read on Le Monde today: The US Holocaust Museum and Google Earth have teamed up to offer their audience an extensive, real coverage of Darfur.

With a reinforced viewing resolution, detailed maps of burned villages and photos of victims, the sponsors of this project hope to allow people to 'visualize and understand the Genocide in Darfur'.



Well, the idea is pretty damn good, I think!! So, you want to deny that there's an ongoing genocide? Well, there you go, mate! IN YOUR FACE! This makes it quite harder for us to, once again, bury our heads in the sand and pretend that nothing is going on, or, worse, that 'the conflict is likely to stabilise into a sustainable equilibrium of some sort' (an argument I recently heard about Iraq...).

To view these images, you need to download a special applet for Google Earth (which you can do on the page of the Holocaust Museum) and then, well... 'enjoy', for the lack of a more appropriate word.

(And the little activist in me now wants to shout: Go for direct intervention! Lobby for a UN-PK mission in Darfur!!!)

'300': When Hollywood forgets what a real Warrior is all about

My roomate Ricardo (a great guy! I must introduce you to him at some occasion :) and I were trying to see where the film ‘300’ was playing in Boston (anyone know where the IMAX is, btw?). And as I searched, I bumped into many reviews, some lauding, most criticising the cheap violence and soft porn (why would an army have lesbian shows, can some explain that to me?). Some articles, however, discussed the accuracy of the facts and the depictions. One very interesting piece was Ahmad Sadri’s “'300' takes stereotyping to new level: Zack Snyder's cinematic depiction of Persian-Spartan clash is not encumbered by historical awareness”.

The film, apparently, shows Spartans as full of honour and manhood and all the good stuff - whereas, apparently, real Spartans (then, of course) were known for turning their arms against their fellow Greeks whenever that suited them. Likewise, the Persians (hmm, should we say the Iranians?) were not particularly black, effeminate, etc.

But the nicest part of the article, which I will simply copy here, is about how Spartans and Persians actually depicted each other, then:

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“But the most significant difference between the real Greeks and their avatars in Snyder's "300" is that the real Greeks were not racists. The word "barbarian" had cultural (not racial) connotations.

The philosopher and soldier of fortune Xenophon admired the Persian king Cyrus and wrote a book on the superiority of the Persian to Greek education. Herodotus, the main chronicler of the dual Persian expeditions under both Darius (492 BC) and Xerxes (480 BC), never attempted to dehumanize - let alone demonize - them. His account of Xerxes' invasion reads like a Greek tragedy where the gods tempt a tragic hero into a self destructive course.

It is instructive to compare this movie's orientalist vision of a savage Persian king to Herodotus' description: "Among all this multitude of men there was not one who, for beauty and stature, deserved more than Xerxes himself to wield so vast a power."

Only a decade after the events portrayed in the movie, the pre-eminent Greek playwright Aeschylus dedicated a tragedy to the Persians. The play was not a triumphalist ode to the heroes of Marathon, Salamis, Thermopylae or Platea. Staged at the Persian court in Susa, it was about Persian grief. The play's protagonists were Xerxes, the queen mother Atosa and the ghost of her husband, the first invader of Greece, Darius. It described the Greeks and Persians as: "sisters of one race ... flawless in beauty and grace." And the Greeks openly wept in their amphitheaters, not for their own but for their enemy's tragic end.

A century and a half later, when Alexander of Macedon invaded Iran and burned Persepolis, the Iranians would return the favor. They preferred to eulogize their invader and remember him not as a vandal but as a prophet in search of eternal life and wisdom.

Turning our backs on Hollywood, we could learn an important lesson from the cataclysmic war between the Persian empire and the Greek confederates: It is possible to gallantly fight a pitched battle against the fiercest of enemies without conceiving of them as hordes of degenerate sub-humans.”

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Ah. Wish we could learn a thing or two from them... On dignity, on respect, on military and human morals.

You know, Guantanamo/military trials/torture/etc etc. We fail short of Ancient Greece and Persia in terms of military codes.

The day we decide to follow the examples set forth by our common historical heritage. the valiant sacrifices made at Thermopylae will be worth as much for us as they were for Sparta.

Petit interlude musical

(post in french, for a change. Will revert to english in the next one, stay tuned!)

L'envie m'a pris d'ecouter 'Comme d'habitude' dans la version des 1, 2, 3 Soleil (Taha, Khaled, Faudel).

Je ne l'ai pas trouvee sur youtube - fait chier!! - mais j'ai trouve qqc d'autre, tout aussi sympa: une version franco-anglo-arabo-espagnole que Faudel a chantee avec les participants a la Star Ac Middle East. Je kiffe.

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Et dans un registre completement different, un groupe de hip-hop/rap palestinien, Dam, qui font du bien beau travail: a voir sur leur site officiel ici ou sur leur espace Myspace, ici. La premiere chanson sur leur Myspace, 'Ya Sayidati', je trouve geniale!!!!
En gros, c'est du bon rap en arabe sur une musique a influence multiples, des paroles de chansons tres politiques - et tres humaines. Ils chantent pour la liberte, contre l'occupation, contre le mur 'qui m'empeche de voir la lumiere du ciel'...

Dam sont en concert a Paris en Juillet, puis encore en Novembre a l'IMA (Institut du Monde Arabe, a Paris) et a Strasbourg!! Ca vaut l'experience!!! Si je suis a Paris cet ete, je tacherai de ne pas les rater..

Question pour un Champion

Indice : personnalité politique française


Je suis noble, issu d'une famille de barons hongrois qui a collaboré avec le régime nazi durant la guerre et a fui la Hongrie pour éviter d'être jugée pour collaboration après la Libération.

Dans ma jeunesse je participe à des manifestations contre les étudiants grévistes.

Contrairement à ce que j'essaye de faire croire je ne suis pas le candidat de la « rupture » ou de la « nouveauté » en politique je suis entré en politique sous Giscard il y a 30 ans et j'ai été plusieurs fois ministre, député, maire, président de Conseil Général.

À l'époque de la catastrophe de Tchernobyl j'était délégué interministériel au nucléaire et c'est moi qui ai mis en place la campagne de désinformation prétendant que le nuage de Tchernobyl s'est arrêté aux frontières de la France. J'ai fait cependant disparaître cet épisode de ma vie politique de ma biographie officielle sur le site internet du ministère de l'Intérieur.

Ministre de l'économie durant une partie du gouvernement Raffarin, j'ai défendu la rigueur et la baisse des dépenses publiques. J'ai réalisé l'ouverture du capital d'EDF-GDF et me suis engagé à ce que jamais cette entreprise ne soit privatisée. J'ai renié cet engagement en 2006 en privatisant GDF, je suis donc un menteur.

Ministre de l'Intérieur depuis 2002, j'ai mis en place de nombreuses lois liberticides et j'ai réussi à faire exploser l'insécurité alors que j'étais censé la faire diminuer. Je suis directement responsable du déclenchement de la révolte des banlieues en 2005 par ma politique répressive et mes propos
insultants envers les habitants de ces banlieues.

J'ai mis en place la loi CESEDA qui organise l'immigration choisie au profit des capitalistes et j'ai mené la chasse à l'enfant en expulsant les enfants sans-papiers, parfois en les séparant de leurs parents.

J'ai fait obtenir la Légion d'Honneur à un de mes amis qui se trouve être un maire d'extrême-droite ayant été condamné à plusieurs reprises pour incitation à la haine raciale. D'ailleurs mon conseiller politique, Patrick Devedjian, est l'un des membres fondateurs d'Occident, ancien groupe d'extrême-droite terroriste et antisémite.

J'ai repris l'un des slogans de Jean-Marie Le Pen « la France tu l'aimes ou tu la quittes » et je défends ses thèses que ce soit sur l'immigration ou l'insécurité. Je me vante d'ailleurs d'avoir l'électorat du Front National pour moi.

Je suis un fervent partisan des États-Unis, de George Bush et les néoconservateurs américains m'apprécient beaucoup. Je suis pour la guerre en Irak et je suis venu apporter mon soutien à mon ami Georges Bush. Je me suis fait photographier lui serrant la main (photo qui rappelle la sinistre
poignée de main entre Pétain et Hitler) et, pour paraître plus grand, j'ai fait truquer cette photo (pratique qui rappelle les modifications de photos dans un but de propagande réalisées par Staline et Mao Tsé Dong).

Lors de l'affaire Clearstream j'était au courant depuis le début que mon nom était présent dans les listings et j'ai laissé faire dans le but d'apparaître comme une victime. J'ai même déclaré que je souhaitais voir « pendus à un crochet de boucher » ceux qui ont mis mon nom sur les listings. Pour rappel, Hitler aussi voulait voir « pendus à un crochet de boucher » ceux qui ont organisé l'attentat manqué contre lui.

Il y a plusieurs mois, j'ai dévoilé à la TV qu'une opération d'arrestation de terroristes allait avoir lieu et j'ai ainsi risqué de faire échouer cette arrestation.

Dans une de mes visites électorale en Corse, aux frais du contribuable,j'ai utilisé pour moi le seul hélicoptère de l'île. Un enfant s'est le même jour gravement blessé en randonnée et il est mort car il n'a pas pu être emmené aux urgences à temps, puisqu'il n'y avait plus d'hélicoptère disponible pour l'y emmener...

Je suis, je suis...


S'il vous plaît, il est ce que vous voulez, mais surtout pas notre futur président !

(Merci a Pierre Emmanuel!)