Thursday, March 11, 2010
Of A Lesser God
By Layla Anwar, An Arab Woman Blues
March 11, 2010
The message is all too clear and it has been that way for 20 years now...since 1990 until today...
We have been treated not like slaves, but like subhuman specimens...for 20 fucking years.
It don't matter the pictures, words, articles, data, facts...it don't matter...it never fucking mattered...
Thousands of us have died...THOUSANDS reaching MILLIONS and it never mattered...
Our children did not matter, our women did not matter, our elderly did not matter, our men did not matter...
Oh but you fucking matter...for sure. Everything about your life matters...every single aspect of it...you wake up with PMS, PTSD, OCD, GAD, whatever it is...it matters...
The Oscars, the celebrities, the sports, the junk food -- the export of "culture", that all matters....
Your lives, your homes, your parents, your children, your health, your wealth...all that matters...and everyone, every single fucking being on this globe is supposed to empathize with you, understand you, feel with you, with your crisis, with your unemployment, with your disease, with your economic crash, with your homeless, with your dead and dying...every single one...
You are truly the belly button of the universe and what an ugly navel it is...
But I tell you something...you don't matter to me, not one bit....none of your stories, whatever they are, matter to me...
Your lives, your homes, your children, your parents, your dead are not more precious, nor are they purer, nor are they holier, nor are they more sacred....not at all...
You don't matter to me, not one bit....none of you...
For over 20 years we have been treated like creatures of a lesser God, and this is exactly how I see you today, exactly the way you treated us...
March 11, 2010
The message is all too clear and it has been that way for 20 years now...since 1990 until today...
We have been treated not like slaves, but like subhuman specimens...for 20 fucking years.
It don't matter the pictures, words, articles, data, facts...it don't matter...it never fucking mattered...
Thousands of us have died...THOUSANDS reaching MILLIONS and it never mattered...
Our children did not matter, our women did not matter, our elderly did not matter, our men did not matter...
Oh but you fucking matter...for sure. Everything about your life matters...every single aspect of it...you wake up with PMS, PTSD, OCD, GAD, whatever it is...it matters...
The Oscars, the celebrities, the sports, the junk food -- the export of "culture", that all matters....
Your lives, your homes, your parents, your children, your health, your wealth...all that matters...and everyone, every single fucking being on this globe is supposed to empathize with you, understand you, feel with you, with your crisis, with your unemployment, with your disease, with your economic crash, with your homeless, with your dead and dying...every single one...
You are truly the belly button of the universe and what an ugly navel it is...
But I tell you something...you don't matter to me, not one bit....none of your stories, whatever they are, matter to me...
Your lives, your homes, your children, your parents, your dead are not more precious, nor are they purer, nor are they holier, nor are they more sacred....not at all...
You don't matter to me, not one bit....none of you...
For over 20 years we have been treated like creatures of a lesser God, and this is exactly how I see you today, exactly the way you treated us...
