Showing posts with label Bloggers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bloggers. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

On time, absence and everything that it means

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So I've been away from this blog for a while. Almost a year in fact. My last post dates back to February and soon, we'll be welcoming the new year. Not very serious of me, I know.

But to be frank, when I first started this blog, I needed a space for me to share and voice some issues I did not feel I could necessarily insert in my daily chats with people around me. 

It seems lately, I've been talking way too much to real people, in the physical world.*

Ok, that's the truth of my entire life. I talk way too much. Anyone who knows me, knows that. But that's been happening since I uttered my first word so that's not really the reason behind my absence. 

I think I've been out of relevant topics to this blog. As far as my mommy-blog goes, I think I've had an overdose of topics: so many, not enough time to process them all and at the end, nothing. They just remained ideas (and quite humbly, very witty conversation with my own self).* 

But mostly, I blame it all on social media. 

You know how I know I've been writing on Facebook for way too long now? I was about to type "LOL" at the end of each of my extremely funny jokes above (a "LOL" would usually be inserted here too). 



Since I've been able to express thoughts instantly without having to take the time to process them into well-composed essays, I haven't been feeling the need to come here. A status on Facebook is instant gratification and apparently quite enough in this high pace life I've been leading. How could it not be? When I hardly have time to shower, a status that took less than thirty seconds to type can lead to immediate feedback from friends and acquaintances. Even strangers sometimes. And it all turns into interesting or fun (or both) debates within a matter of minutes. 

So what brings me back here?

I miss writing I guess. 

Family commitments, the holidays, daily mommy duties, a husband on bed rest, and a few projects here and there might not make it easy to be consistent again just yet. 
Parentheses: A crying baby has already interrupted me three times as I write this. Three. That's quite a lot for such a short essay. The crying is pretty loud so I guess it would be difficult to concentrate and work through it, but of course, some might argue I could ignore the baby. Nah, I really couldn't

But I think I want to come back here. Maybe I even need to.

My next post is probably more relevant to my other blog. But I'll be back here too. Let's see how this unfolds... (insert *wink smiley* here)*



* It's very hard to try to be funny online while avoiding emoticons and smileys. I'm always worried people might not catch my brilliant sense of humor. 



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Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Blog-Out

So I've been on a major Blog-Out.

I've neglected both my blogs not intentionally but let's just agree that sometimes priorities shift and we need to adapt and move on as we see fit in that particular moment in time.

Might be the biggest mistake in the history of mankind or just a simple misstep. Might be the ultimate brilliant chance of a lifetime. Might be none of these, just something mediocre, but comfortable in that middle ground.

In any case, I haven't been blogging for a while. And I am not back on track yet.

In fact, I am typing this post on my phone, in bed, in the dark, with one of my ears detached from my head and focused on the sleeping kids.

I am one of those paranoid, freaky moms who wake up ten times a night to make sure baby's still breathing. Not ideal to maintain a clear head, mind and blog.

Good thing we're not in an actual exchange either, where I would be expected to actually listen and respond accordingly. You would've thought I was the most obnoxious person in the world. But at least, you can't say I'm a fake. I lay it all out, and happily so.

I was approached three times about monetizing my blog in the past year. Good thing I passed on the offers or I would have been forced to write, even when uninspired and as clichéd as this will sound, I started blogging because it made me feel good. So turning the whole thing into homework wouldn't have worked anyway.

That being said, I plan on coming back. Soon I hope. Because it's not the inspiration that is lacking right now, believe me. But only when the time is right. When I know I can be back to a regular rhythm.

If after this long absence, you're still here, reading: Thank you. It's nice to be in good company and I look forward to more of that soon ;)

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Morning Rantings

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I usually don't blog about politics.I don't Facebook or Tweet about politics either for that matter. I've learned at my expense, that in Lebanon, you preserve your friendships and acquaintances by giving as little information about your views as possible. Simply because political stands change with the seasons and there is no need to fight with people who will undeniably follow as soon as their "leaders" decide to change paths. 

I do voice my stands for JUSTICE though. 
Values. 
Human Rights. 
Ethics. 

Because I truly believe that no matter how kind of a person we may be, no matter how successfully our careers may have been recognized by our peers, no matter how much love and beauty our personal lives may hold, it is our duty as human beings to speak out against injustice. Anywhere. Everywhere. Otherwise, we're as guilty as the perpetrators. Even when we (make the effort to blindly) ignore what's around us.

That is why I may not be a Palestinian, but the Palestinian cause is mine. 
Regardless of what some Lebanese propaganda would like me to believe. We are all one in suffering. We are all one in death.

That is why I may not be gay but the homosexual cause is mine. 
Regardless of the fears built on the ignorance that unfortunately seems to grow more and more.

That is why I may not be any minority fighting for my right to exist on a daily basis. Or a majority for that matter, depending on where destiny has decided to have me be. I was not jailed. I was not oppressed. I was not humiliated. But as a human being I cannot but feel imprisoned with all those who have been and still are unjustly jailed. I cannot but be oppressed with those who are oppressed. And I am humiliated with any humiliation endured by others. Because we are all one on this Earth. Because we are all born as strong and weak as each other. Because we are all humans. Because we all feel the same pains. And because no matter what we do, who we think we are, who we truly are, we are all equal in death.

That I speak. And quite loudly, every occasion I get.

However, politics. Nah. 

That's probably because politics by nature have absolutely nothing to do with values, or ethics, or humanity.

It wasn't always like this though. 

Funnily enough, and despite my current silence, some people still like to provoke me because they remember that person I used to be.

I used to enjoy political debates with intelligent people who could make an argument, hear yours and still accept differences in opinions without labeling each other as "traitors" or whatever language the Lebanese people have brilliantly mastered. 

Each and every politician we'd had has used that term, or synonyms, or other amazingly violent terminologies to feed his/her own personal propaganda and let's name things as they are, personal vendetta, against other politicians. 

And sadly, each and every follower of these so-called leaders, uses the same vocabulary. It would be such a funny musical if it weren't such a sad reality.

Today in Lebanon things are simple: either you are with "us" or you are the enemy. 
(n'est-ce-pas mon Épice adorée?)

I believe strong, nonnegotiable statements like that should only be reserved for the fight against Injustice and I also believe democracy implies various and conflicting views. But that's just me.

Of course the fact that "Democracy" has been stolen and redefined to support personal views doesn't help much. The same applies to "Patriotism". 

And it gets even worse when these definitions are based on imported ideologies, pretty much like in colonial times, as if the people themselves couldn't decide what's best for them.
So today, I keep my mouth shut. Well I usually keep my mouth shut (this is one loud exception) simply because I've lost friends, some of them good, old friends, over such debates in the past years. 

Over stupidity.

It seems some have not yet understood that yes, your leaders fight (and insult each other on a daily basis) today, but they reserve the right to reconcile at any time, when they deem suitable for their own personal agendas mind you, not for Lebanon.

In the meantime, your debates have become wars. Arguments are not perceived and understood as such anymore and everything is taken out of proportions, misunderstood, twisted. 

Anything being said is taken as an insult directed against your person. And eventually, everything being said does become an insult. 

Because for some reason, personal attacks seem to be more effective and acceptable debate tactics (again to defend, or not, politicians who let's face it, don't really care: they're planning to stay where they are no matter what we say or do).

So basically, you've fought like a mad bull on steroids against all those who spoke differently and after all arguments were taken as personal insults, reconciliation is impossible. For you that is. 

Leaders on the other hand, they're kissing and making up like hormonal teenagers. Or Ross and Rachel in season; well in any season of Friends which is so much more appropriate than the teenagers comparison since political life in Lebanon is more of a never-ending soap opera with the same characters and the same storyline recycled over and over. And just as in any good soap, all the protagonists sleep with each other at one point or another. And all of them fight to the death at one point or the other.

These are the people who rule us. Nice.
We are the people who elect them. Even nicer.

So why am I ranting and breaking my code of silence?

Maybe because Mia woke up at 4 am this morning, demanding her breakfast and wouldn't sleep until the sun came out, so my brain is fuzzy on boundaries, even those I've set for myself. 

It could also be because I just read a superbly well written article by a friend of mine who happens to score with every word. And I wanted to share it with you here. Even if it's political. 

Whether you agree with her politics or not is absolutely not the point here. Actually, if you happen to disagree, it's an even more interesting exercise ;) Democracy, right?

Basically, it is a "must read" whichever politicians you may follow or may choose to bash; whichever party you might adhere to or even if you refuse to be involved in politics altogether:

My Coming Out Story by Maya Mikdashi, on Jadaliyya.




Wednesday, December 23, 2009

'Tis the Season... To Fun(d) Raise!

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It all started when a group of Lebanese bloggers decided to get together and collect a few toys from neighbors and friends to give away to underprivileged children this Christmas.

Soon, what seemed to be a small initiative between friends turned into a gigantic wave that took over the Lebanese blogosphere and quickly attracted more buzz on Facebook and Twitter than any already established charity. Snowballs are funny that way, and at Christmas they seem more unstoppable than ever!

So today, the group is at its third major charity event and counting, and Lebanese Twitterers and Facebookers can't wait for the next Fun(d) Raising activity which, as the name of the initiative already suggests, is all about fun.

Indeed, what could be better than having a great time while doing some good?

Well, great time, good deeds … And delicious sweets of course!

Fun(d) Raising's upcoming gathering will start at 5pm this coming Sunday, December 27 at Edde Yard in Byblos.



If you like getting your hands dirty (with flour and chocolate); if you love the smell of yummy goodies cooking in the stove; basically if you're a common human by day and a super-baker-(wannabe) by night, then this event if for you!

COOKI3MAN the legendary cookie-maker ruling the Lebanese blogosphere will bring the magic dough and everyone will be invited to add chocolate chips, kinder, m&m's and many many many other goodies! You will be welcome to eat them warm, on the spot and you could even save some for later and share your tasty delights with loved ones. 'Tis the Season of sharing after all.

Of course everybody loves cookies but not everyone's into baking. Fear not flourphobics, COOKI3MAN will bring some home-made cookies that you can purchase in batches of 6 and 12.

Perfect, right?
What more could we ask for, you say?

Well there's always more! Don't you just love the holiday spirit?

The queen of Lebanese cartooning will also be there, signing her now celebrated Amalgam! Do I need to say more? I don't think so (OK, fine, if you haven't heard of this book, the blog or the excellent Maya Zankoul, it probably means you haven't been going out much, Twitting, Facebooking or even watching TV! That girl's everywhere! But don't worry, we won't tell anyone, just click here and get on board!)

And every time you think it can't get any better, the Fun(d) Raising peeps surprise you with more!

There will be a draw to win cookies and Maya's book! And we all know that even if you're baking or buying, and even if you already own a copy of Amalgam; the extra bonus prizes will make for a wonderful gift this season.


For more details, visit:
Event FB Page
Fun(d) Raising Website
An excellent article on Global Voices Online which summarizes everything very clearly

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