Saturday, August 17, 2013

The Promise and the Disappointment

The metaphors you may use to represent the following subject are limitless. Think of the alcoholic that is taken on a tour of a brewery and told he can feast his eyes but not his mouth. Think of the drug addict that is taken on a tour of a cocaine laboratory and told he can smell the air in the room but not sniff the stuff on the table. Think of the horny adolescent that is allowed to roam inside a harem of almost naked girls and told he can look at the luscious bodies but not touch any part of them.

This is what happened to those who smelled blood, and like hyenas whetted their appetites. Unable to contain themselves, they went beyond the whetting, and exploded bombs of anticipation in their entrails – I am here paraphrasing someone I knew long ago who used to say: they explode bombs of joy in their bellies. But then came the big disappointment when the blood that the human hyenas were smelling turned out to be a teaser that did not translate into the river of Christian blood they thought was going to spill on the banks of the Nile River – a la Jewish Bible – and nourish them for a thousand years or more.

And no one knows more about those bloodthirsty monsters than we, the Christians of Egyptian origin that live in the diaspora. For decades now, they have been trying to recruit us into a demonic scheme, one that would have sown discord between the Christian minority living in Egypt and the Muslim majority there. When the monsters could not find enough of us to recruit, they put together a plan by which they generated false rumors about incidents that happened in their imagination not in reality, and certainly not in Egypt. They told stories about Christians being murdered by the thousands in Egypt, and stories about churches being burned to the ground by the dozen.

At first, we did not understand the rationale behind putting out rumors that were demonstrably false. The exercise did not make sense to us till one day, we discovered that we were not seeing the many dimensions of the scheme. As it turned out, the monsters over here (in the continent of our diaspora) were counting on the monsters over there (in Egypt) to finally “get the message” and do their part. As it turned out, the monsters there did get the message and did what was expected of them. But it also turned out that the monsters over there were not the feeble minded Christians that everyone expected but the feeble minded Muslims who understood that they could command the attention of the media here by burning the churches there.

They tested the validity of that message by attacking a church, and lo and behold, the media here exploded with uncontrolled joy. Whatever the time of the year, it was like Christmas, New Year, Chanukah, the Festival of Light and the Fourth of July rolled into one at Fox News, CNN and NPR where the appetite of anticipation for more to come exploded in their bellies – not like an earthly bomb but like a cosmic supernova. And when the freaks over there noticed the joy of the monsters over here, they decided to deliver the big one for them to feed on as much as they want, for as long as they wish.

But like the alcoholic, the drug addict and the horny adolescent who discovered that the teaser was no more than a mirage meant to make them suffer their weaknesses, the monsters over here got the surprise of their life when the Muslim families in Egypt joined their Christian brothers and sisters – and stood with them, with the police and with the military to protect the churches of that ancient and most peaceful of civilizations.

It happened in the end that the freaks had failed to do what they set out to do; they failed to shed the Christian blood that the monsters and the sickos over here hungered to have. They did not have it; and they will not have it to lick, to quench their thirst or appease their hunger.

All I can say to these people is this: Dance your way to death if you wish Fox News, CNN and NPR, you'll never get to lick my blood or that of my kinfolks in the old country.

You'll waste your lives anticipating a promise that will never be fulfilled, and you'll die disappointed that you were born as stupid as this.