الجمعة، 26 سبتمبر 2008

A pander and a leader



Before I present my point, I want to apologize to all readers for my bad selection of words this time. Moreover, would like again to apologize for the gloomy thoughts that came to my mind and became words in my page. Overall, it is sad to find both characters exist in our world.

When I was four years old, I admired the political leaders who appeared on TV with their strong posture and wished to have the honor to meet them in person. Moreover, when I get a little bit older, I struggled with the word war, what it meant and why it existed, however no answer was there to reveal the misty vision in my mind. The only clear thing about war was that it is not fair and it is not the right thing to do.

I still remember my first war image I saw: it was the war in Somalia and it was just on TV. For the very first time, I cried very loud in front of my family who were in tears. I did not belong to that picture nor did I know anything about wars, but I saw children who had nothing even the simple and biological needs as parents. Shocking images of famine, droughts and malnourished kids with flies on their tiny bodies were war fruits.

A couple of months later, in Bosnia, tragedy was repeated and the differences were location and color of skin. However, the same weapons were used with furious monster-like attitudes towards land and people. In addition, all humans tried to look human by donations and later by calling the soldiers war criminals. The so-called war criminals are still alive in luxurious buildings in compulsory stay rules as the war crimes court. It is ironically fair trails.

During this time and always, Palestine, rocks and young men were the image which never been absent. There was always this function: rocks against war tank. This never been solved until history revealed the case after 13 years of my age and 50 years of the invasion.

Lebanon attacks, the same bloody images with unjust violations were the first to clarify what war means and what vanish, attack, enslave, spy, betray and disunity.

Then Yemen, the so-called civil war, which took the country into a new avenue, hell's avenue. Another function needed to be solved. A Yemeni killed another with no reason but a brainwash. Because the soldiers, who were under 20 years old, were told that, they will fight infidels. Yes infidels and when they were in the streets, they saw mosques and peaceful people. It was chock, to be asked to kill and you do not whom you are supposed to kill. I do not know if I was lucky to not to be in Yemen, but I was quite confused. Because my family is from the south and my other family is from the north. I left the decision open because I could not judge on my blood and still, it is so difficult to be here and not judging.

I wonder if blood becomes precious to all humans, leaders find alternatives for wars and stop working overtime as panders because human bodies that they bargain with.

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