Summer of 2013


You know those post-apocalyptic movies where a deadly virus has brought a nation to near extinction?

It was the summer in Egypt when the nausea took residence, when the speculation, the theorizing, and the hyperbole flourished. The time when the moral obligation to explain to one’s children “thou shalt not kill” was abrogated in favor of a war on Terrorism. The smallness of people was dauntly crushing.

It was the summer when killing a group of people was justified. The smell of blood mixed with gunpowder was in every corner. The sight of dead bodies lined up in morgues and sometimes mosques was pleasant for some and deserved a medal of honor.

It was the summer when polarization has become the norm, righteousness became conditional and human rights became an insult.

It was the summer when the streets were empty at night but for a mother’s scream of victory echoed by another’s scream over a lost son.

It was the summer a civil war was on everyone’s mind and life in all its shameless impurity, once again confounded Egypt.

In the summer of 2013, a demon has been unleashed on the nation. People on both sides wondered, why are they so ruthless?.

Men and women alike, upon awakening in the morning, discovered that during the night, in a state of sleep that transported them beyond envy or loathing, they had dreamed of blood, killings, and genocides.

It was a time when the jumble, the mayhem, and the mess proved itself more subtle than this one’s ideology and that one’s morality.

In post-apocalyptic movies where a deadly virus brings a nation to near extinction, They briefly go back in time to show us the unnoticed event that first started the deadly chain reaction. It’s usually something as seemingly benign as silently approving the killing of another human being out of fear.

 

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