Out of my box;-)

During an off-road trip in the mountains, we stopped at a very small place to buy water, chocolates and stuff, when a villager approached me saying in bad english: - Hey, you with camera! you tourist? I nodded with a smile... Hard to take his eyes off the girls with us, he grinned showing a golden tooth and said: ok... film this... Puzzled on what this simple peasant is about to do, and what he's bragging about, I pointed my video cam towards him and clicked on the red button...He smiled, grabbed a young goat next to him, and before I knew what in hell he was doing, he proudly cuts its throat off with such an ease and agility as if he was cutting bread!!!! - WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??!!! I shouted at him, so shocked!!! Not beleiveing what I just witnessed, I left the scene in a hurry, leaving behind a dead goat on the muddy raod, and a surprised peasant how I didn't appreciate his act of heroism!!!! I could never forget that day... if it wasn't for my cam... maybe the po...

So you think you’re still young, hunh? Well, consider this: Students who entered this year to the universities were born in 1988! What were you up to that year?!!! They never sang “We are the world” or heard of Mark Knofler of Dire Straits… For them Aids always existed! They never played Atari!! They don’t even know Pac Man, or played Flippers in those games clubs… They never saw the floppy 5 and 1/4 inch “b” discs! They will probably laugh at you if you tell them that computers didn’t have a hard disk, and the screens had only one color: Green! They don’t know who the hell is Chantal Goya, and don’t know what is an LP 33 tours or a 45 tours disc is!!! They will wonder how on earth could you have watched TV in Black or white and WITHOUT remote control?!!!! They will not believe you that there was only 2 or 3 channels, and TV programs would start at 5 in the afternoon!!!! They think this old Dial Telephone is just an antique ornament for decoration purposes! They will crack up when you ...

I was having chicken for dinner the other day… A few weeks old chick, slaughtered, to be on our table, that’s its purpose in life… Wonder what’s ours?... ____________________________________________ - Client: I’ll meet you at 9. - Me: That’s great!! (Thinking: wow… so there is another early riser like me after all) - Client: After the Evening prayer… - Me: (Figured!............) ____________________________________________ - Client: Great layout!!! Excellent ideas!!!! - Me: Thank you! I’m glad you like them… A few weeks later… - Me: So…. Did we get the account? - Client: ummmm…. no… sorry - Me: any problem?! - Client: Not at all!!!! Fham iza fik tifham! ____________________________________________ - Client: I want an idea, that’s very original, very fancy, keep it corporate, taking in consideration our image, with the best quality!! - Me: Sure! I’ll need a brief… - Client: That’s the brief! - Me: (well…. That’s brief!!!........) Fine, when do you need it? - Client: Yesterday!! - Me: (...

How things have changed lately! Nowadays you watch the wars live on TV networks, who in their turn, have a war on their own!!! Each will tell you their version of the war, where the bombs hit, how many dead, what are the damages, in a 24 hour live coverage, trying to get the highest rating ever! The nastiest the pictures, the higher the rating!!! And the problem is that we keep on watching!!! Seeing death, watching bodies torn apart, is becoming a daily view on our networks, not taking into consideration that maybe small children are watching... We do more than that: We create a directory on our satellite receivers, call it "News", rack up all news channels we can think of, and zap again and again from one channel to another in an effort to hear all point of views... Then, when we decide that we've had enough television, time to check our mail, we are again bombarded with all these horrific scenes of death and destruction!! No escape!!! Come to think about it, it attracte...

Morning mist... Heavy silence... Sound of death... Smell of blood, of slayed bodies... It's until dawn that the whole truth is revealed: Another Qana massacre!!!! The laughter of the children is silenced... The innocence is butchered... slaughtered... Their toys and dolls lie there witnessing the horrifying scene... A torn photo album... capturing recent memories... of lost happiness... Violence has crossed all the borders!!!! In the name of who? In the cause of what? What are we still waiting for? More carnage? More death? More horror? What barbaric age are we living in? Until when this terror will go on? Anybody has an answer?.... Anybody has a conscience?... Is it written that we must suffer and our children must pay the price? Where is the International community? Where are the nations courts? Who will judge these war generals, proud of their stars on their shoulders? Stars of shame... Cry you sky... Weep you clouds... Eclipse you sun... Hide you moon... Stop you time!!!!... Le...

I blame everybody....... I blame Israel... I blame Hizbollah... I blame the government... I blame the president... I blame the media... I blame the people... I blame Syria... I blame Iran... I blame America... I blame all the european countries... Each having their own calculations... their own plans... but most of all, I blame myself... for still beleiving we could live in peace... that was my plan!