Wednesday, 12 June 2013

Concerning Freedom of Speech

Apparently there is none where I live...

Because when you try to speak up, when you try to stand up for what you believe is right you have to be prepared for tear gas, police assault and be subjected to unbelievable brutality. A story which ends in broken bones and hospitals. Some stories end in life-long effects of the various chemicals which are being used by the police which hides his helmet's numbers so that he cannot be traced or acted legally upon.

Apparently where I live even if you resist without harming anything or anyone ploys will be thrown in your way so that you will look like an anarchist rather than a civilian. Police will act a seriously lousy theatrical play for sold out media to shoot images which are far from the truth itself.

Apparently where I live the PM is so insecure, so mentally disturbed, so far from capable of running a cart let alone a country that instead of soothing the hundreds of thousands people, he provokes and polarizes them further almost in a manner as if he is deliberately making a way for a civil war. Apparently where I live the PM threatens his own people and his ministers go one step further to tweet: "We would drown you in a spoonful of water".

Apparently where I live police assaults and arrests lawyers by dragging them on the ground, by punching and beating them while they try to speak up in a most civilized manner.

Apparently where I live democracy, freedom of speech, human rights, in short everything that is civil and valid is a huge joke and our own government laughs out loud at the moment.


He who laughs last, laughs longest.

And we are far from being done with speaking up.