With great indignation I see the traitors of yesterday Musketeers play today, killing each other, ridicule, exchanged accusations, that play was the most boot-licking, betraying their low level of reflection. I see women out asking for more equality, secularism, while the heroes are not the Kasbah finished fighting and sacrifice for our freedom, while the young son of honest people have not finished to be threatened, abused, stigmatized by the infernal machine of propaganda RCDiste while Sidi Bouzid has not finished immolation to save the revolution .. I see people on the set trying to boost their TVs jackets, to promote their place in the landscape poltico-Tunisian, as dogs! Opportunists, but people are not fools and do not forget, this history does not forgive, you had better stay at home or at most to apologize to the people, because in the end we are all guilty to varying degrees, each in its own way.
We knew, we knew that there were crimes and it was silent! It brooded alone or with friends in a low voice, each in his corner, it might be why I can not sleep quietly at night in the absence of nightmares I see ... mini-nightmares. That's why I can not help but I ask: how is it that I never sought to see the history of the former president? her education level, for example, how did he do to propel themselves at the head of government, or maybe if, once on Wikipedia, and then I forget. Apart from a few pages of "The Regent of Carthage a pirated copy that a friend sent me, my brother in law was printed, then read it to me over, I read a few pages and I I left at my bedside, what I've read quite disgusted me. Sometimes I imagined the police in our land and confiscate me, with me in passing, I'll be gone with them, now a mirage!
I can not get over what happened, I wonder what could I do and I did not? Mom was scared for me and forced me to censor MYSELF and today I would have liked to be more courageous or at least more conscious, more "dangerous" and especially less lazy, I'm only too rarely used proxy. I had always focused on his Lolita and I forgot him, so I hate him more than ever today, when I think a few weeks ago I "defended" by talking with friend, I thought that it might be overtaken by events, old, sick, surrounded by a mafia family, .. but that was before .. before 9 / 11 before he dared send his mercenaries killing our children, then I saw the truth in the face, the truth in all its horror: the president is a killer who is more arrogant, reckless its stupid and clumsily playing our feelings! Unaware of the imminent danger, unable to hear the national anthem of the revolution ..
Poor revolution! Like an orphan that everyone wants to abuse, that everyone was placed as guardian, that impostors and liars! Steer you away, take your hands dripping with blood, your face betraying the cowardice and hypocrisy, then let go! Do you know what price we had our freedom? The blood of martyrs I will not repeat it enough, BLOOD OF THE MARTYRS by into the bargain, the sound of sighs and prayers of the persecuted before the Anonymous and online activists, the revolution has nourished people who gave their lives . So my apologies to these men, these women, these young people who died so that old two-finger of Alzheimer's are disrespectful to their memory. My apologies fellow I did not even find your pictures on the net, I wanted to post photos so That We Can Never Forget, pictures of you living in the prime of life, perhaps even with a smile before your core is collected by cowards, before turning the last page, sad memories for your family is what is worst. They think they redeem themselves by money, they know nothing about your long nights when you gisez dying before the image of a child, a beloved party so we are able today of speak freely, so that access to Youtube is no longer banned, silly! To ensure that we the Cinderella of modern times and we promise a future where you can admire beautiful porn quietly on the Internet, that's why people have given their lives?!
Apologies my friends! If you knew how I am ashamed for them, for us, for me, because ultimately, what am I? A consumer of the product offered by you good people! Another product which I have not helped, I did not even buy, I have not spent a penny to enjoy, to enjoy the exquisite taste of freedom! So yes I am ashamed and I regret for not been is a January 14, having received no boost, not to have offered my body to police batons, even when snipers came home I was not afraid, the army was there, I was in a video game size, I was excited like a child. My apologies I told you I'm just a girl spoiled, trivial, capricious at will! So my apologies to the end I keep to myself, I think I need you Oh martyrs and heroes! I would have given anything to sleep on your side, to escape this world of lies and hypocrisy, to finally get to Paradise! May God grant you and relieve your family and loved ones!
We knew, we knew that there were crimes and it was silent! It brooded alone or with friends in a low voice, each in his corner, it might be why I can not sleep quietly at night in the absence of nightmares I see ... mini-nightmares. That's why I can not help but I ask: how is it that I never sought to see the history of the former president? her education level, for example, how did he do to propel themselves at the head of government, or maybe if, once on Wikipedia, and then I forget. Apart from a few pages of "The Regent of Carthage a pirated copy that a friend sent me, my brother in law was printed, then read it to me over, I read a few pages and I I left at my bedside, what I've read quite disgusted me. Sometimes I imagined the police in our land and confiscate me, with me in passing, I'll be gone with them, now a mirage!
I can not get over what happened, I wonder what could I do and I did not? Mom was scared for me and forced me to censor MYSELF and today I would have liked to be more courageous or at least more conscious, more "dangerous" and especially less lazy, I'm only too rarely used proxy. I had always focused on his Lolita and I forgot him, so I hate him more than ever today, when I think a few weeks ago I "defended" by talking with friend, I thought that it might be overtaken by events, old, sick, surrounded by a mafia family, .. but that was before .. before 9 / 11 before he dared send his mercenaries killing our children, then I saw the truth in the face, the truth in all its horror: the president is a killer who is more arrogant, reckless its stupid and clumsily playing our feelings! Unaware of the imminent danger, unable to hear the national anthem of the revolution ..
Poor revolution! Like an orphan that everyone wants to abuse, that everyone was placed as guardian, that impostors and liars! Steer you away, take your hands dripping with blood, your face betraying the cowardice and hypocrisy, then let go! Do you know what price we had our freedom? The blood of martyrs I will not repeat it enough, BLOOD OF THE MARTYRS by into the bargain, the sound of sighs and prayers of the persecuted before the Anonymous and online activists, the revolution has nourished people who gave their lives . So my apologies to these men, these women, these young people who died so that old two-finger of Alzheimer's are disrespectful to their memory. My apologies fellow I did not even find your pictures on the net, I wanted to post photos so That We Can Never Forget, pictures of you living in the prime of life, perhaps even with a smile before your core is collected by cowards, before turning the last page, sad memories for your family is what is worst. They think they redeem themselves by money, they know nothing about your long nights when you gisez dying before the image of a child, a beloved party so we are able today of speak freely, so that access to Youtube is no longer banned, silly! To ensure that we the Cinderella of modern times and we promise a future where you can admire beautiful porn quietly on the Internet, that's why people have given their lives?!
Apologies my friends! If you knew how I am ashamed for them, for us, for me, because ultimately, what am I? A consumer of the product offered by you good people! Another product which I have not helped, I did not even buy, I have not spent a penny to enjoy, to enjoy the exquisite taste of freedom! So yes I am ashamed and I regret for not been is a January 14, having received no boost, not to have offered my body to police batons, even when snipers came home I was not afraid, the army was there, I was in a video game size, I was excited like a child. My apologies I told you I'm just a girl spoiled, trivial, capricious at will! So my apologies to the end I keep to myself, I think I need you Oh martyrs and heroes! I would have given anything to sleep on your side, to escape this world of lies and hypocrisy, to finally get to Paradise! May God grant you and relieve your family and loved ones!
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