explosm Cairo

The car bomb and possibly the suicide bomber, have finally reached the capital. As was to be expected Ansar Beit Al-Maqdis claimed the spectacle, but if they are actually behind it, what the purpose of it would be, if there is any link with the Brotherhood, who, as was to be expected, were blamed by the government, or other Islamist groups, at least one of whom blamed the government in turn, I doubt anyone knows. The political debate has become (I should probably say, has been from the start…) so polarized, machiavellian, and propaganda dominated that the one thing that is certain is that there is no debate. May I offer the below as an apt depiction of current Egyptian politics:

 I am not trying to be facetious. This explosm cartoon did work for me as a tool for thinking. Does it for you? Of the three protagonists, the soldier is an interesting one. Sergeant and wife are beyond hope, this voice of reason isn’t, but although his suicide suits my tragico-absurdist sensibilities, it doesn’t appeal as a solution.

That voice in Egypt is still around, but seems as confused as I am. By way example, and to entice you to read her full poetic and evocative piece, two paragraphs from Sara Rifky’s reflections on what she wrote during the 18 days in 2011:

I have been writing more for myself, less for others. An overbearing sense of distance surrounds what is an ongoing political reality. The aftermath of what — three years ago, almost to date — we imagined as a revolution. On television people speak about the first and the second revolution, and in my mind I am almost embarrassed at how time is able to trick us laughing at our myopia. I feel, myself, shortsighted, awkward.

We are limited in our own individual capacities. I re-read what I would have been writing then and feel alienated by a believing subject, a character that I was at a certain moment, and am now shy to speak back to.

When the mind is stuck and cannot see light, one place to look for hope is music. As a Dutchman I don’t have that much to offer but this bit of nederblues seems appropriately soothing.

About roger henke

Still figuring out the story line that would satisfy myself here. Listening to what my family and friends evoke, what the words I absorb, the images that move me, the movements that still me, point to.
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