Nov 292008

*The Following post is just my take on middle eastern politics, I am in no way claim that I am really knowledgeable about what’s really going on, I do not claim that what I say is true, I do not claim that because I am Lebanese I need to have a set of pre-set ideas and opinions about certain countries, I do not claim that this is fair, I do not claim that you should take any thing written in this post with more than a pinch of salt. Please if you are a real expert of the region  and its politics and you think what I say is a lot of bullshit, feel free to correct me as long as you try as much as you can be objective. Oh and like usual dear readers, if you don’t like what I say stop reading my blog 🙂 *

**In here I am trying to be as logical as I can be, as objective as I can be (which is probably not very possible since I am Lebanese but will try my best), I will be very critical of religions, very critical of racism, sectarianism, stupidity. I will not be patriotic. I will just try to be human**

I)Invented Races

First things first, just a bold statements that would  piss off most of you just to get rid of unwanted readers, I think the whole middle east borders and countries need to repartitioned, it was partitioned randomly probably by a few drunken people celebrating their victory against the Germans and Ottomans, they didn’t even bother looking at the demographics while drunkenly drew the dotted lines cutting off the ex-Ottoman empire. Or maybe they did and wanted eternal conflict in the region.Second, Arabs and Jews are newly created expanded people for political reason, no I do not mean that Arabs and Jews don’t exist, I am just saying their current form is false.In the current form, Arab “race” includes anyone residing in the dog area(for the people new to this world, the arabic countries put together look like a dog if you squint), and Jewish “race” which describes anyone from Jewish parents (both for orthodox, mother for moderates/reform etc. ).The problem? for political reasons both entities became races.

There isn’t much in common between a Tunisian, an Egyptian, a Lebanese, a Saudi, and a Somali other than the language that we use in our text books that we call Arabic.Genes, Cultures, Food, Habits, Local Languages are different, we have almost nothing in common. For example the Lebanese are much more similar to Greeks in all of these terms than any of the others mentioned above. I am always mistaken for a Greek in Edinburgh, the food is almost identical, the culture is almost a copy, even the languages have some similarities. Could you dare call the Greeks Arabs? How about the Italians?

Same applies to the Jews, how much in common do you see between an Ashkenazis, Shepardic, Mizrahim, African and Chinese jew: Their religion. Different Food, different genes, different culture, different languages. For the people who don’t know the Hebrew language was dead, it was only revived recently with the creation ofIsrael.The Jews were talking in what ever language the country they resided was used.

So why both people were created? POWER. Basically what drives most Elites, and to get power you need sheep, and to get sheep you need to brainwash them and unite them with a cause. Pan-arabism for arabs, and Zionism for Jews; thus our disaster began…

**End of Part 1**

PS: Hope I pissed enough people off already.

 Posted by at 9:22 pm
Nov 262008

I miss the spontaneity of Lebanon, I miss getting a call from my friend 10 mins before going out stating they will pick me up. Or planning a long all day trip for the next day in  the middle of the night. Those one of the things I miss the most. To go to see a movie we are talking a week and a half in advance, parties are planned weeks ahead, dinners as well. It just robs a great deal of fun to plan everything.

 Posted by at 1:35 pm
Nov 232008

Politics,Economics,Finance, Poker, Guitar, Drawing, Wine, Whiskey,Art, Debate, Spirituality, Law, Mechanics, Luxury,Gastronomy, Defense, Negotiating,Hunting,Riding,Culture, History,Medicine,Literature.

 Posted by at 11:05 pm
Nov 232008

I have been delusional for some years now, reading into things incorrectly, convincing myself to disregard the obvious, brainwashing myself into turning a probably of 0.1 to 1 just because of 1 single factor out of few hundreds.

Delusions is one of the main problems of an over thinker, the though goes back and forth tens of times more than it should, it grows bigger and bigger,  I ask myself questions and answer them, then question the answers and answer them back. Totally unhealthy. Overthinking, bah! maybe I need a lobotomy…

 Posted by at 7:03 pm
Nov 222008

It has been like that since before I was born, them and us. no contact, no communication, divided by stupidity.I thought we could be in harmony, hand in hand with a better future. That idea fortified when I came here, I was delusional. No harmony, no brotherly love, no better future. Its all about sperm and myth now.

 Posted by at 2:58 pm
Nov 192008

Waking on Sunday morning, I feel energetic even that I have barely slept 4 hours: I am going for a long day riding and its enough to put a huge smile on my face. I eat my cereals, drink my coffee, take a nice shower, brush my teeth, check my e-mail and that’s where my usual routine stops, I go into the garage wearing only my underwear, open the closet.Thermal base layer, thermal socks, body armour, leathers, gloves, boots and my trusty helmet are all on me.I turn on the ignition, the engine purrs into life sending chills down my spine, almost orgasmic.

I choose a random route, I just have to endure the first half hour until I get out of the city and arrive to the open road.Nothing feels better than the freedom that you feel a motorcycle: maybe its the danger, maybe its the thrill, maybe the skills required to stay upright, I don’t know but I have been obssesed about motorcycles since I was a kid. Lots of people told me not to be crazy, that they are dangerous, but thankfully I didn’t listen to them, or I would be just like every person sitting in a car right now , in their own personal bubbles, isolated from everyone else. They can’t feel the road like I do, smell it, touch it,  or they can’t even perceive why would I pick the weirdest looking roads to ride on,small back roads that seem dangerous, but at the end I always end up somewhere amazing, meet lovely people which wouldn’t be possible if I am sitting in that block of metal.

Some car drivers look down at us motorcyclists, they think we are anti-social, agressive, lawless, lack descipline, and just plain dangerous.Though, from time to time, at an intersection I pull next to a driver, and I feel his sad eyes looking at my ride, scanning it, dreaming about it: an unborn biker. He probably always wanted a bike, but other car drivers kept pressuring him, his parents, his friends:”don’t be a motorcyclist, they are bad, just stay with us, just stay with who you belong with, they are different”.He might have surrendered physically, but his mind will always dream about motorcycles and how it would have been, until the day he dies.

You don’t have to ride a motorcycle to be a motorcyclist, listen only to your heart screw conformity, screw everyone else, its your life do what you want.

 Posted by at 3:41 pm
Nov 142008

Light blue suit, Strapless Dress, Lots of pieces, happiness.
cold,New York,street, accidental meeting, starbucks coffee in left hand, brother, dinner, emergency, no dinner.
red 64 1/2, blues rock, two other guys, 610 miles, old high school, family dinner, bioinformatics discussion, genetic
algorithms discussion,sudden achievement, feeling at home, bicycle accident, dented car, kid crying, dented the car even more, kid happy,
complete happiness, feeling complete, total acceptance, crying from happiness, true love.
blank, dark blank.
change anything and you will change it all.

 Posted by at 10:24 am