They are too strong, tool powerful for us mere mortals. They pledged allegiance to gods too vile, to masters too dark. They have taken our jobs, our homes, our families, our dreams, and trashed them on the altar of Filth. Photo by Jo Kassis They have branded us with the shameful iron of the corrupt... Continue Reading →
Plaidoyer perdu d’avance
Votre honneur, Je ne sais comment débuter cette plaidoirie, d'une part car je ne sais jamais comment en débuter une, d'autre part car le sujet que je souhaite plaider a été tellement rabâché que ça en est devenu le cliché le plus éculé de l'histoire moderne. Je tiens pourtant à rajouter sans prétention ma pierre... Continue Reading →
On becoming comfortably numb
1:00 AM, somewhere in France. Pink Floyd playing in the background, and I, wrapping up my previous post before publishing it. Comfortably Numb. Or Confortablement engourdi since we are somewhere in France. A masterpiece of progressive rock if you ask me. And by the time David Gilmour was kicking his haunting second guitar solo, hell... Continue Reading →
On revolution
Dear Revolutionary Wherever you are, you would be glad to know that Revolution today is a word on everyone's lips in a small country on the verge of oblivion in the middle east. Photo by Joe Kassis According to your fellow Lebanese revolutionaries, revolution is the only way forward, the last chance for their homeland. I... Continue Reading →
