The Lebanese, who have just just started standing on their own two feet, are being butchered and massacred ruthlessly.
I don’t think I have ever felt so much hate in my life.
This hate isn’t towards one group, it is towards all sides involved; Hizbullah for flexing their muscles in a shirt too big for them, Israel for being the ruthless, inhumane war-machine that they’re so good at being, and most frustratingly, us Arabs collectively for being so darn pointless.
I just HATE the fact that we happily partake in needless boycotts, participate in violent demonstrations, and go ahead burning embassies over a goddamn cartoon but shrug helplessly at massacres that are killing our blood a few hours away from home. I know that our blood’s been worthless to the rest of the world for a while, but when did it become so worthless to us?!
Damnit. We really have no idea what to yell about do we? We just want to yell. Release the energy every once in a while. This time the energy happened to be released over a cartoon- it came, it went, ta ta rage. Whoof. But now that we have something worse screaming about- it’s like, ah, too late amigos, we’re out of steam. Let’s wait till McDonalds designs an icecream cone that looks like the word “Allah” and then we can have another pissfit.
I’m losing hope.