Blueberries.

Have you ever been so upset you just want to cry? I have. Have you ever been so blue you felt like a big blueberry? I have. They always tell me, when life hands you lemons, make lemonade. What are you supposed to do if life hands you shit? Make fertilizer? At least you can drink lemonade. Fertilizer will kill you. It’s a lose-lose situation.

Know what? Today, on the twenty fifth of January 2007, a curfew was put upon Beirut. I thought it was bad, but it never got this bad. Ayla is upset and that means a lot because it takes a lot for her to be blue. This is sick though, if you think about it. The fact that this country has already undergone a civil war and no one seems to have learnt a lesson. We always say, the next generation will fix it, don’t worry. But we are the next generation now and nothing is fixed because the last generation, this generation and the next will never learn. How can they if they are taught the same morals of the generation before them? The Middle East in general is fucked up its ass, and nothing will help it because we, Arabs, are fucked up as well. We have this laid back image that everything will be fine, that someone else will take care of it, that someone else will take the blame. We knowingly touch problems with blind eyes and when we are confronted by them, our excuse is that we “never saw them”, and therefore we are not responsible. That’s right, lets just keep on using that line, it got us pretty far already. Far up an ass hole. We blame the west and we even blame each other. We never blame ourselves.