Thysdrus
Panem et Circensis
Saturday, March 31, 2007
المولد النبوي الشريف
Friday, March 30, 2007
ما بعد القمّة
Monday, March 26, 2007
شيخ الأزهر: الإستفتاء واجب ديني ووطني
When Magharebia Shamelessly Distorts News & Misleads Readers...
En ce jour du 20 Mars, le conseil d’administration s’est réuni et a annoncé que la répression serait actionnaire majoritaire de notre société!
Un actionnaire qui a son poids financier, idéologique et socioculturel.
Il est capable de racheter encore des actions aux dépends des autres actionnaires.
Une société de consommation ou le plus grand bouffe le plus petit.
Et comme avaient dit nos aïeux : حوت يأكل حوت و قليل الجهد يموت "
Sunday, March 25, 2007
The First Million Dollar Laptop!
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Soirée Francophonie 2007, Washington, DC
C'etait hier lors de la "Soirée annuelle de la Francophonie, 2007, Washington, DC.
Friday, March 23, 2007
The Kingdom: The Movie
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
المطرب اللبناني جاد شويري يرغب في إطلاق قناة عربية إباحية
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Is This Woman Really Aware Of Her Platitudes??
Kathryn Crighton
Issue date: 3/12/07
Section: Abroad
As an independent American woman, I have never felt inferior because of my gender. I have never been treated as less of a person than the man standing next to me, until I went on vacation to Northern Africa. As a tourist in Tunisia, I was exposed to much more than beautiful beaches, warm weather, and bustling markets. The male-dominated, largely Muslim population opened my eyes to gender inequality we have all heard so much about. I will admit the issue never seemed very critical to me until I was forced into the situation. It began as an innocent joke when, upon arriving at the resort, we met the manager of the gift store. After speaking for a while, he proceeded to jokingly offer Tim and Jean-Michel four hundred camels if they would agree to leave Taru and me. We all laughed and thought little of it at the time, but it is this mentality that made it difficult for the girls to leave the resort without having a boy escort us. Little did we know this was not the only offer the boys would receive. On our first trip into the city for some shopping, the girls went toward the market and the boys toward the food. Walking through a gauntlet of shops with Tunisian men yelling vulgar and intensely sexual remarks, we quickly turned around to find the restaurant our boys had stopped at. Finally coming to the street they had turned down, we encountered a similar situation. However, on the return trip, accompanied by two boys, no one said a word as we passed back by. At this point it became obvious that, for the first time in our lives, we needed boys. The deeper we went into the culture of the country, the more we noticed about the gender inequality. It was not uncommon for us to be the only women walking down a street at any given time. Native women we met in the shops were reserved and seemed to tiptoe around the men. They always seemed to be watching them to make sure they didn't overstep their boundaries. Their quiet uncertainty seemed awkward to four girls coming from the "free world." Women here were clearly not free; they were possessions who could be bought and sold at a man's whim, jokingly or not. This feeling of being a possession was imposed on us in a shop in Hammamet. Following the two boys into a small store, the owner stopped his conversation to look at me. Then, turning to Jean-Michel he said, "C'est � toi?" (It's yours?) I stood there for a moment, stunned. I had seen this mind-set, but had never expected to be included in it. With this single question the man had stripped me of any power or individuality in his mind. I was not a person, I belonged to someone else. In a similar experience a couple of days later, a man in a marketplace was trying to get the boys to look in his shop. We were running late for a bus and insisted we didn't have time. He immediately looked at the objecting girls and promptly told them, "Shut up." Then, he turned to Tim and attempted to strike a deal. Seeing it was futile to get him into his store, he quickly offered his sister. We didn't stay around long enough to see if he was joking or not, but the shock of such an arrangement still remains with us. As privileged men and women, it is difficult for us to comprehend this sort of culture. We listen to stories in class and in the news and are disgusted, but it never sinks in. Being thrown into this situation was an eye-opening experience. The women's rights issue is a global problem. I feel blessed to be able to walk down the street without fear of being sexually harassed. As uncomfortable as my situation was in Tunisia, I am lucky enough to return to an equal and free community. My heart goes out to those who are not so fortunate.
Found this article via this link
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Israel's Ambassador To El Salvador Recalled Over Nudity
Two weeks ago, police in El Salvador found Raphael in the yard of his residence, tied up, gagged with a ball and drunk, Israeli media reported. He was wearing sex bondage equipment, news reports said. After he was untied, Raphael told police he was the ambassador of Israel, the reports said.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Saturday, March 10, 2007
DHIKRA
Ce post n'aurait pas pu voir le jour sans l'aide précieuse et la patience de notre cher SafOne. Merci mon grand pour tout!
Friday, March 09, 2007
Casey Stratton - Motherless Child
MOTHERLESS CHILD
You are a wingless bird
Wishing for fire
For a trace of desire
Stretching out toward the light
Feeling the pain
From the winged brigade
I know deep in your soul
Lies a motherless child
Holding to a photograph
And I pray for your safe return
Hope I see you down by the river
I'd give you the rose from my teeth
Give the air that I breathe
I would give you my heartbeat
And nothing is dearer to me
Than your need to be
Everything you that want to be
So I'll hold back the storm
Keep you safe from the cold
You're the evidence of the existence of a God
I wish you knew that
I can't watch you starve
Alone in the dark
So I'll ring the church bells
Where have you gone?
Are you back where the sun shines over the river?
And I pray that you're peaceful now
That I'll see you when you are better
If only I'd hear your voice
Finally strong enough to stand all the noise
Finally proud enough to set yourself free
Then maybe you'd come back to me
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
The "Infidel" Is In Washington
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Most Recurrent Googled Words In My Blog
ملابس اسلاميه usa
Amazighs blog
photo amina fakhet
le president sadam hussein
le Lion "animal"
what is the deadliest creature in the world
Star Academy Maghreb
influential popes
titan staurns larger moon
oldrich klima jesus
heroes
camelmax
"benifits of eating icecream"
video el ghad
the omen
les posts des travailles dubai
al i3jaz al koran
corps otages
Star Academy Nessema
لحسن الشارني
new wonders of
John F. Kennedy " president and the press" 1961
Thysdrys :P
necropole thysdrus
bulent ersoy
Reno 911: Miami
Paul Starobin authenticity national journal
XOUSSEF
watch aghapy TV free live
Monday, March 05, 2007
Maryland Bill To Provide Muslims With End-Of-Life Alternatives
Sunday, March 04, 2007
"Global Warming Is A Sham" Claims Documentary
Via- Drudge
Britney Shears!
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Eurovision Threatens To Ban Israeli "Terror" Song
If someone makes an error/
He's gonna blow us up to biddy biddy kingdom come/
There are some crazy rulers they hide and try to fool us/
With demonic, technologic willingness to harm."
Labels: Eurovision, Hate, Music, Terrorism