The ultimate failure of the “prodigal” son!

This past Saturday, amidst media frenzy; goatee stuttering spineless Saad took his “courage” into his own hands (or shall I say executed a Saudi command) and ventured onto a trip to the land of bloodily love. This lost child (with a new found selective memory, just like every Lebanese he and M14’s represent) chose to forget about Syrian arrest warrants issued against his closets of allies, by those he publicly claimed had a hand in the killing of his father.
So he went alone, not by choice.



No it was not an official visit, for there was no official invitation. So what was it then? A similar visit to the one Walid Jumblat did after the killing of his father (and by whom, one might wonder)? Has it become a part of Lebanese culture to pay respect and homage to our slayer?
Humor me if you will, for I am a part of the “sheeple” that constitute this “great” nation of ours. I have tried (unlike many others) to find a hint of logic or a half cooked excuse for Saad “lonely” walk along the presidential corridor, and the obvious (long lasting) grin on Bashar’s face, before the (what has become) famous kisses on the “killer’s” cheeks. I still came out empty. My little, abused brain by so many empty slogans, cannot still comprehend nor accept such a blatant “you fucked me, thank you sir may I have another”.
Yes many of you (even those who have warrants issued against them) may argue that this visit stems from the fact that our dear stuttering idiot of a prime minister is acting as a representative of the people (my foot, for h forgot why the people voted for him), and has grown beyond personal feelings and vendetta. But a few of you harbor this bitter feeling that he (and his allies) were unworthy of our votes in the past elections; for he has capitulated.
A devil’s (Saad that is) advocate might argue that in view of:
French policy of “rapprochement”(with Syria that is), headed by some “arriviste” gigolo who would have been better off pleasuring his sexually edible wife (which I guess he is doing).
A first “African American” president with arms extended, having inherited failed foreign policies from his “new born Christian” predecessor with a “Divine” (failed) mission.
A local Mullah armed to the teeth threatening to wage a holly Jihad against fellow Muslims “first” in order to establish his long “pipe” dream of Wilayet al Faqih.
An orange demented “Iznogood” to whom he made the most concessions.
A major player in the region who still stands defiant; and is still building its nuclear capabilities, and sponsoring local foes.

Stuttering Saad went to Syria, embraced Bashar, kissed him on the cheek, and had the reception of kings.
For me, that is a problem. That is a true description of why we need “new blood”; but what pisses me off the most is when someone like our dear ex President (monsieur 20%) Amine Gemayel has the audacity to say, and I quote “I was amongst the fist supporters of Hariri’s visit to Syria”, but WAIT FOR IT…………..”the wounds run deep”.
Wlek ألله يرهح أمواتنا for you have sold them short

An even greater divide !

The final curtain has been drawn. In the past 48 hours, bored out of my skull, I have indulged in the art of “zapping” being the insomniac that I am. “Fesse book” could no longer cut it; so I reverted back to monitoring garbage on local airwaves. Out of boredom and my stubborn refusal to chemically induce sleep, I had, in the past 48 hours willingly subjected myself to the crème de la crème of Lebanese “New found culture”. First stop was MTV with a resemblance of “Video Gag” where people were asked the following question: “What is the name of the French president Nicolas Sarkozy”, is it George, Tony or Abraham? And most of my countrymen answered Abraham. A few minutes later, while my thumb was still exercising his routine; OTV came shining. A bunch of vulgar idiots (a doctor Carrot included) were indulging in the telling of vulgar, but well known jokes to the applause of an orange well indoctrinated audience. The jokes (and the words) used in this utterly useless program, should not even have passed the most lenient of censorship standards, my dear “so called” democratic country allows (according to its archaic laws). A breath of fresh air some might say, but I disagree. In order to be fair (and I am mostly not) the saga continued. Today I had the misfortune to watch yet another pollutant “dick head” called Zaven on Future TV (along with his 3 stooges/guests) attempting to deal with the subject of child molestation. The program was supposed to shed new evidence as to the death of a mother and her 3 children in Bhersaf, but far from it showed how lacking we are in investigative journalism.
On amore serious note, and in order to revert back to the original title of this post, Hassouna graced us with the new Hizbollah’s doctrine.
OH PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE ! I wasn’t born yesterday.
The gloves are off, and you can burn me to the stake. I have made my choice (and it has been a long time coming), you and I cannot coexist!

My culture:


And yours that I refuse:



No you are not a part of whom I am and NEVER will be !