6.25.2011
Saturday morning in da 808
Just awoke after, finally, receiving a full 9 hours of sleep... I can't remember when I've had more than 6 hours of sleep. It's a beautiful day and all that I want to accomplish will likely be squashed by impending irrational behavior- at the beach!
At least I'm starting out slow: coffee and watching The Fountainhead on a ridiculously HUGE flat screen TV that a friend inherited... All my luggage is perched in front, just waiting for me to attack it. Sadly it is not so. Hmmm there is my glass of red wine from the previous night with a touch left in it sitting all alone on the coffeetable looking so coquettish that I suppose I need to drink it up and chase it with my rapidly cooling coffee.
Speaking of red wine, thanks Jimmy and David for a lovely early evening of pupus and adult beverages at Cafe `O Lei. Nice to catch up with old and new friends- especially with titillating conversation revolving around Winston Churchill and the Arab Spring of 2011. As I stood up (a bit wobbly) to depart my gentlemen friends I did happen to notice that all the tables around us were looking up to see who exactly was authoring a large part of the conversation... Haha!
Of course the Syrian troops amassed at the Turkish border has me a bit concerned... Granted I do acknowledge there is a certain element of interest in the entire geo-political environment of the areas where I choose to live that compels me to these areas. This interest sometimes morphs into 'intense' and I do understand that it is this intensity that draws me as well. Most my friends on Maui (geo-political environment = Don't worry be happy because you are on Maui & there is nothing to bother yourself about) do not quite understand this intensity for life that I enjoy trying to comprehend.
My anticipated move to Turkey didn't start out by my thinking I was going to another potentially conflict area. This is how it is turning out though, and I am always one to think that everything is meant to be as it is, so... I go forth, and with gratitude that I have this opportunity to experience yet another fascinating part of the world. After all, this is THE Fertile Crescent I am talking about...
So, The Fountainhead is only keeping half my interest this morning. Some of the cinematography is shot at an interesting, sorta larger-than-life angle, and the black & white definitely has me in that romantic 'film noir' kinda of morning that is so befitting of lounging around with coffee & other distractions... Yet the side story, the romance, bothers me. The woman is such a hardened bitch and why Howard Roark, a totally cool cutting edge architect, is attracted to this kind of woman just drives me nuts. She's a bitch and a helpless wreck all in one package just dying for attention. She's talking the talk but not walking the walk...
So, this leaves me with thoughts of the beach and some spa pampering- yes!
pupus 'appetizers' in Hawaiian Creole English
5.15.2011
stopwatch ticking...
Having a Mediterranean moment- all weekend. I see boats, I see yachts, I see catamarans, I see a sailing canoe- well probably not a sailing canoe... So many thoughts of the next adventure are piling up in my consciousness. I am suddenly realizing that I will have a nice chunk of time to relax in Turkey before I have to get to work! This leaves room for... OPTIONS! Option 1 is to do some frugal regional travel. Of course Kabak Valley is high on the list, but I have time so I really want to see some stuff. Couchsurfing.com is going to come in very handy this summer I believe.
As well Tunisia is back on the radar as it's very necessary to head back there for a while and collect my stuff that I left when I left (fled). The excitement of the smell of summer in North Africa: the smell of jasmine wafting through the night air. The smell of street food cooking- Bombay Chawarma oh how I miss thee with all your beef lovingly encased in a Lebanese wrap. And Celtia beer you would even taste exquisite right now. Of course this is the start of week 3 of a cleanse I'm on so any adult beverage would taste exquisite right now, or solid food such as carbohydrates... haha. The Medina... I can't wait to see the old neighborhood & all the characters there.
Next up for regional US travel is a trip to the Great Lakes region. I'm hoping to stay in a lighthouse that has been converted into a B&B up in the Keweenaw Peninsula on the Lake. I've always fancied lighthouses as they are such lonely beacons that have seen so much. I can remember in Santa Cruz, Capitola actually, a house that reminded me of a lighthouse and I used to be fascinated whenever I would encounter it. Anyway, this I am excited for.
Perhaps a quick trip into Canadialand as well? Who knows. Not such what will transpire once I put the pedal to the metal... I mean, it's going to be a long time before I drive again after this trip and the rest of my stay back in Hawaii. Let's see, what do I need from Canada that I can't get in the US? Will have to think about that one, and hopefully that will remind me to get my passport out & take it along with me.
Big Island is also calling. Oahu beckons... So much to see, so little money... And when to ever get back to New Orleans again? That was a fantastic journey as well. New York City? I already feel a sort of 'honorary professor' status with NYC since it has played such a grand part in my continuing higher education path. I watch movies now and I know what parts of the city they were filmed in! I love that. I got city blood pumping through the veins. My DNA has indeed recombined to allow for this. This makes sense.
So I was Baldwin (beach) today sitting with a large group of feisty females just enjoying the day. We were a force. It is one of the greatest things I have known as a constant in my lifetime- the beach. I don't know that I have ever been too far away from "the beach". Perhaps only while I lived in Oregon during my last few years of high school. It's funny what one knows about themselves. I can remove myself from the beach, but it is always inside of me. I can never be too far away from the beach for too long. Anyway, just some golden moments today pondering the shoreline, the dogs doing their thing at the beach walking over everyone's towels- they all do. Haha this must be one of the great universal truths: Dogs track sand on beach towels... end statement! The people next to us that had a blow-up couch that they sat on all too comfortably.
Another great Maui day comes to an end as I sit here on the couch at 10 pm watching Monster clean up all her crap. She has a long way to go... lol, but she is smart- she poured herself a glass of red wine and took an allergy pill. Time for me to sit back & have some of da kine & drift into contentedness while not using a keyboard.
4.25.2011
hypnopompic ponderings
April 24, 2011 Easter Sunday
warning: this has not been spell checked... too lazy today
This post is being written from my friend Michelle's lovely house in the hills of Haiku. It's a beautiful, sunny Sunday and both the living room doors are open and fresh gusts of breezy winds. Just watched an incredible docu on a road trip to Patagonia in the late 60's, "180º south." It brought back so many great moments of driving down there with an ex of mine a few years back. We went down there 2 years in a row I believe, or maybe that trek to Alaska split up those trips. I can't exactly remember.
| Mimi's shack |
What a trip Chile was, and all those wild surf breaks. How about that man and his son who hung out with us all day long and then my friend and the son went out for a sunset surf- all alone. They had the spot all to themselves. Apparently in the summertime the place was happening, but during the winter season the days were long and lonely with long shadows. It was breathtaking. I remember those 2 huge slobbery dogs that came up to the car and just slobbered all over us- haha. I think they were St. Bernards... Speaking of St. Bernards, during a trip to Argentina, or was it Puerto Rico with another travel mate? Now I can't even remember my travel mates and where we went together... Alas! What a good life no? So, these dogs were poised in a very opportunistic place in some beautiful turn out spot with a breathtaking view. I remember you could pose with the (mangy) dogs- for a fee. It was so amusing as I had never seen such mangy dogs used for touristic purposes. Like who in their right mind was going to pay to have a picture taken with these rabid, drooling beasts. It made me wonder what the townfolk were like... As I recall we didn't pass many humans... Now I remember that was Argentina. Or Chile. Well, I do remember who the ex was though! Haha.
So today's online headlines from Al Jazeera were alarming, and brought back both difficult, and joyous, memories of Tunisia during the Revolution. What really struck home, and fresh all at the same time was the map provided of all the cities and villages throughout the country where there were current uprisings. Aleppo, Syria (up in the north and the 2nd largest city if I'm not mistaken) had a big red peg as well as about 10 other cities. This is relevant as I am moving near to the Syrian border where Aleppo appears rather close. There is some apprehension, as well as looking forward to moving into a new region of the world. Here comes the next adventure, and is it going to be interesting. I don't have to arrive to my job (teaching at a local, private university) until September 1st, so will have about 6 weeks to just re-explore Istanbul, where all my friends live, and Kabak Valley, where another friend lives who runs a camping place on the Mediterranean past Fethiye & Oludeniz.
I'm feeling good about the small city in the southeast that I'm moving to. I guess good enough that I passed up a job at a more prestigous university, and in Izmir to boot! Unfortunately the income they quoted me... well, I just could not get the numbers to work out for me in the end. It's a shame, but all happens for a reason, and I'm pretty excited to move to such a historically relevant city from Turkey's past, and up to the present. When I think about it, I wasn't ready to leave Tunis when I did. It just came out of necessity. Pocketbook necessity. As all know, there are different types of 'necessities' at different times in ones life. Pocketbook necessity necessitated this sudden change. So, Istanbul will wait a bit longer, but it is so close. The good news is that I am so close to the southern Mediterranean, the island of Cyprus, the border of Syria, the East of Turkey and its mysteries that the land holds tight grip to. I will pry that grip loose and see into the bloody past. This is what I do best. This is what keeps a pulse running throughout my shell's interior. Ahhhh I can smell the Baklava baking. I can feel the previous walls of the cities medina already and traverse its winding paths. I will get hopelessly lost of course, but it will become somewhat familiar to me. That is what gives such great pleasure: turning something foreign into something familiar. To feel a part of the pulse of the people. Who will I meet that takes me to my first hammam in the city? This is especially exciting to ponder as the hammam, for a western girl like me, is the jackpot of my lottery to really feel foreign in a foreign environment, but really settle into and feel at home with. The ultimate female bonding experience in the Muslim world that I have found.
The steam just settles into the cracks in our fears of our mind and placates them. Just irons them right out into mellow, pliable mush that is ready to accept the experience and soak up all the knowledge from it and really integrate into the host environment. Spoken like a true cultural anthropologist- (well ok, an anthropologist that got mixed up and distracted by archaeology for the past 15 years! Haha). Perhaps I've been watching too many episodes of Bones season 5 on Netflix Instant View since I've returned to the Islands for my short stay.
So I head out on July 11th. Headed into (another) new life, but one I have been realizing for years. I have had this slow-moving goal of moving to (Istanbul) Turkey seriously for the past 3.5 years. It was after my last visit in the summer/fall of 2007 that I realized I would one day live in Turkey. That last trip got me back to grad school, and into high gear. So, Tunisia was just supposed to be a short intermission from my plan A, my plan A- so to speak. The trial run. Well, from my previous postings all you know that those plans got cut short, and that is partially why I am posting today as my memories of Tunisia flooded back to me this morning while reading the news in bed on my trusty MacBook Pro.
Memories such as Maison Blanch, and that hot bartender, Karim... Oh is he beautiful! Memories of Kirsten & Stephen & myself cruising around La Goulette one warm winters day. Of Kirsten, of Faeez, of my flat, Houssem, Avril, the kitty kat in Stephen's building, my downstairs nosy neighbor, Cyrus, Bombay chawarma restaurant on the corner just across the street from my old flat, the west Africans in my old neighborhood that would walk by, the chicken place that Stephen loved so much- and that I would come to adore as well, Anouar & the Italian Club, Circulo & all the strange things that took place there. Such a bohemian environment I always thought, that place- especially after the revolution when the revolution was lifted to 10pm and I would observe all the tables, smokey so that my eyes would burn, of people hunkered down in winter jackets and chatting excitedly about the days, or weeks events. I love those moments, and this is my way to help to imprint them into my memory banks.
Now my thoughts wander to my mother. Where should we take a trip to. I will have about a week to spend with her before I take off to Turkey, and I want to do a road trip with her perhaps. Or maybe fly to Montreal. Would she like that? I know I would like to see Montreal! Perhaps we'll just meet up in Oregon at my brothers shacks. One of my brothers & his family is planning on going to East Africa to do some aid work. I'm not sure of their departure dates. That would be awesome to meet up with them somewhere in Africa actually... Hmmm this is what happens on lazy, sunny Sunday afternoons in the jungle: one ponders the present,the future, the past, the parallel universes, avatars, time travel, visions of future lovers (the beautiful man in Tunis I did not have proper time to become familiar with...lol), past loves that never seem to die, but just take on different roles from where we left off when we meet up during those short periods of time when we find ourselves on the same continent. All of it, just baby steps in our existence here. It's a fantastic journey, and it just keeps on going on a trajectory that isn't necessarily linear at all.
So back on planet Earth here, specifically:
Latitude (DMS): 20° 52' 0 N
Longitude (DMS):
156° 30' 2 W
I've forgot the original intent for this post, but it doesn't really matter now does it. It's just storytime after all. My story. My rules. I will leave you with some pictures...
| getting ready to paint the town red... |
| just need to be holding a glass of wine... |
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| south shore shack |
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| highly desirable real estate |
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| early morning |
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| R E A C H THE B E A C H |
| archaeological lasses enjoying a lazy afternoon in the lab |
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| Nico's outdoor lab... |
| my cozy little cubby hole |
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| Jenny O's pig sty - hee hee her 3 canines can fit in there... |
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| Nico's bloody finger taken care of in the field- it's like it's a flagged artifact... |
| laboratory culture |
| Nicio & Jenny looking seriously field sexy as they observe & analyze their finds |
| the other laboratory of mine up on the north shore... |
| Simone ready to hit up some serious shop time |
| classic Paia |
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| it's a lux life on Maui |
4.24.2011
Easter Sunday, 2011 from Haiku, Hawaii
April 24, 2011 Easter Sunday
This post is being written from my friend Michelle's lovely house in the hills of Haiku. It's a beautiful, sunny Sunday and both the living room doors are open and fresh gusts of breezy winds. Just watched an incredible docu on a road trip to Patagonia in the late 60's, "180º south." It brought back so many great moments of driving down there with an ex of mine a few years back. We went down there 2 years in a row I believe, or maybe that trek to Alaska split up those trips. I can't exactly remember.
What a trip Chile was, and all those wild surf breaks. How about that man and his son who hung out with us all day long and then my friend and the son went out for a sunset surf- all alone. They had the spot all to themselves. Apparently in the summertime the place was happening, but during the winter season the days were long and lonely with long shadows. It was breathtaking. I remember those 2 huge slobbery dogs that came up to the car and just slobbered all over us- haha. I think they were St. Bernards... Speaking of St. Bernards, during a trip to Argentina, or was it Puerto Rico with another travel mate? Now I can't even remember my travel mates and where we went together... Alas! What a good life no? So, these dogs were poised in a very opportunistic place in some beautiful turn out spot with a breathtaking view. I remember you could pose with the (mangy) dogs- for a fee. It was so amusing as I had never seen such mangy dogs used for touristic purposes. Like who in their right mind was going to pay to have a picture taken with these rabid, drooling beasts. It made me wonder what the townfolk were like... As I recall we didn't pass many humans... Now I remember that was Argentina. Or Chile. Well, I do remember who the ex was though! Haha.
So today's online headlines from Al Jazeera were alarming, and brought back both difficult, and joyous, memories of Tunisia during the Revolution. What really struck home, and fresh all at the same time was the map provided of all the cities and villages throughout the country where there were current uprisings. Aleppo, Syria (up in the north and the 2nd largest city if I'm not mistaken) had a big red peg as well as about 10 other cities. This is relevant as I am moving near to the Syrian border where Aleppo appears rather close. There is some apprehension, as well as looking forward to moving into a new region of the world. Here comes the next adventure, and is it going to be interesting. I don't have to arrive to my job (teaching at a local, private university) until September 1st, so will have about 6 weeks to just re-explore Istanbul, where all my friends live, and Kabak Valley, where another friend lives who runs a camping place on the Mediterranean past Fethiye & Oludeniz.
I'm feeling good about the small city in the southeast that I'm moving to. I guess good enough that I passed up a job at a more prestigous university, and in Izmir to boot! Unfortunately the income they quoted me... well, I just could not get the numbers to work out for me in the end. It's a shame, but all happens for a reason, and I'm pretty excited to move to such a historically relevant city from Turkey's past, and up to the present. When I think about it, I wasn't ready to leave Tunis when I did. It just came out of necessity. Pocketbook necessity. As all know, there are different types of 'necessities' at different times in ones life. Pocketbook necessity necessitated this sudden change. So, Istanbul will wait a bit longer, but it is so close. The good news is that I am so close to the southern Mediterranean, the island of Cyprus, the border of Syria, the East of Turkey and its mysteries that the land holds tight grip to. I will pry that grip loose and see into the bloody past. This is what I do best. This is what keeps a pulse running throughout my shell's interior. Ahhhh I can smell the Baklava baking. I can feel the previous walls of the cities medina already and traverse its winding paths. I will get hopelessly lost of course, but it will become somewhat familiar to me. That is what gives such great pleasure: turning something foreign into something familiar. To feel a part of the pulse of the people. Who will I meet that takes me to my first hammam in the city? This is especially exciting to ponder as the hammam, for a western girl like me, is the jackpot of my lottery to really feel foreign in a foreign environment, but really settle into and feel at home with. The ultimate female bonding experience in the Muslim world that I have found.
The steam just settles into the cracks in our fears of our mind and placates them. Just irons them right out into mellow, pliable mush that is ready to accept the experience and soak up all the knowledge from it and really integrate into the host environment. Spoken like a true cultural anthropologist- (well ok, an anthropologist that got mixed up and distracted by archaeology for the past 15 years! Haha). Perhaps I've been watching too many episodes of Bones season 5 on Netflix Instant View since I've returned to the Islands for my short stay.
So I head out on July 11th. Headed into (another) new life, but one I have been realizing for years. I have had this slow-moving goal of moving to (Istanbul) Turkey seriously for the past 3.5 years. It was after my last visit in the summer/fall of 2007 that I realized I would one day live in Turkey. That last trip got me back to grad school, and into high gear. So, Tunisia was just supposed to be a short intermission from my plan A, my plan A- so to speak. The trial run. Well, from my previous postings all you know that those plans got cut short, and that is partially why I am posting today as my memories of Tunisia flooded back to me this morning while reading the news in bed on my trusty MacBook Pro.
Memories such as Maison Blanch, and that hot bartender, Karim... Oh is he beautiful! And that fantastic Mosaic Club. The TGM train. Memories of Kirsten & Stephen & myself cruising around La Goulette one warm winters day. Of the Kirstens, of Faeez, of my flat, Houssem, Avril, the kitty kat in Stephen's building, my downstairs nosy neighbor, Cyrus, Bombay chawarma restaurant on the corner just across the street from my old flat, the west Africans in my old neighborhood that would walk by, the chicken place that Stephen loved so much- and that I would come to adore as well, Anouar & the Italian Club, Circulo & all the strange things that took place there. Such a bohemian environment I always thought, that place- especially after the revolution when the revolution was lifted to 10pm and I would observe all the tables, smokey so that my eyes would burn, of people hunkered down in winter jackets and chatting excitedly about the days, or weeks events. I love those moments, and this is my way to help to imprint them into my memory banks.
Now my thoughts wander to my mother. Where should we take a trip to. I will have about a week to spend with her before I take off to Turkey, and I want to do a road trip with her perhaps. Or maybe fly to Montreal. Would she like that? I know I would like to see Montreal! Perhaps we'll just meet up in Oregon at my brothers shacks. One of my brothers & his family is planning on going to East Africa to do some aid work. I'm not sure of their departure dates. That would be awesome to meet up with them somewhere in Africa actually... Hmmm this is what happens on lazy, sunny Sunday afternoons in the jungle: one ponders the present,the future, the past, the parallel universes, avatars, time travel, visions of future lovers (the beautiful man in Tunis I did not have proper time to become familiar with...lol), past loves that never seem to die, but just take on different roles from where we left off when we meet up during those short periods of time when we find ourselves on the same continent. All of it, just baby steps in our existence here. It's a fantastic journey, and it just keeps on going on a trajectory that isn't necessarily linear at all.
So back on planet Earth here, specifically:
Latitude (DMS): 20° 52' 0 N
Longitude (DMS):
156° 30' 2 W
I've forgot the original intent for this post, but it doesn't really matter now does it. It's just storytime after all. My story. My rules. I will leave you with some pictures...
2.13.2011
1st clue of the Jasmine scent trail tale... part I
I thought it might be interesting for readers to see into my insights into experiencing the Jasmine Revolution of Tunisia 2010/2011 by posting all my Facebook comments during the chaos that ensued. It serves as a timeline of historic events.
So, the Jasmine Revolution was 'quiet' in its humble beginnings... It's no wonder as I had been living in Tunisia under a repressive regime where journalism & internet censorship was on high alert. The inception started down in the south in a little town, Sidi Bouzid on December 17th. This, of course, was the day that a young man immolated himself (set himself on fire) in an (apparent) effort to escape his oppression.
When did I first hear about all this? December 23rd, when I was in Istanbul visiting friends for the holidays. I remember the exact moment well. I was sitting on Elizabeth's chair at her computer in Ortakoy in her 3rd floor flat overlooking the Ortakoy Camii & Bospherous Bridge spanning over to Asia. It was a beautiful scene to set the scene...
My 1st posting of this information came on Christmas Day, December 25th. I emailed solo_ojo, who would later be shot by the loyalist police forces in downtown Tunis in our neighborhood of Lafayette on January 13th while we were getting foodstuffs and checking in on what was happening...
So I emailed him this article, http://af.reuters.com/article/topNews/idAFJOE6BO00R20101225, from Reuters Africa with my title as OMG. As well this article would be my 1st FB posting. Now remember, I knew that internet content was scrutinized as well as censored, so I was a little apprehensive about emailing articles I was finding while I was in Turkey. I was genuinely concerned that I would be watched, as well as the people I was emailing these articles to...
So this article got through to Stephen. This next email to him did not at first so I had to try a couple of times, and he finally received it: http://bikyamasr.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/bin-ali-visit-.jpg What you are seeing here is a (well planned photo opp by the ex-dictator/president of Tunisia, Ben Ali, or Dictator Dilbert (herein referred to as DD) as I so fondly referred to him as. The story goes... the person in the hospital bed is Mohamed Bouazizi, the man who immolated himself back on December 17th. DD at 1st declined to let his fellow countrymen know what was happening inside Tunisia. The government-controlled news agency, Tunisia Online News (in English & French), issued its 1st article on December 28th, 2010 as follows:
http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/political-parties-denounce-media-manipulation-of-sidi-bouzid-events/
Because the link will not open, I have provided the content below...
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Political parties denounce media manipulation of Sidi Bouzid events

So, the Jasmine Revolution was 'quiet' in its humble beginnings... It's no wonder as I had been living in Tunisia under a repressive regime where journalism & internet censorship was on high alert. The inception started down in the south in a little town, Sidi Bouzid on December 17th. This, of course, was the day that a young man immolated himself (set himself on fire) in an (apparent) effort to escape his oppression.
When did I first hear about all this? December 23rd, when I was in Istanbul visiting friends for the holidays. I remember the exact moment well. I was sitting on Elizabeth's chair at her computer in Ortakoy in her 3rd floor flat overlooking the Ortakoy Camii & Bospherous Bridge spanning over to Asia. It was a beautiful scene to set the scene...
My 1st posting of this information came on Christmas Day, December 25th. I emailed solo_ojo, who would later be shot by the loyalist police forces in downtown Tunis in our neighborhood of Lafayette on January 13th while we were getting foodstuffs and checking in on what was happening...
So I emailed him this article, http://af.reuters.com/article/topNews/idAFJOE6BO00R20101225, from Reuters Africa with my title as OMG. As well this article would be my 1st FB posting. Now remember, I knew that internet content was scrutinized as well as censored, so I was a little apprehensive about emailing articles I was finding while I was in Turkey. I was genuinely concerned that I would be watched, as well as the people I was emailing these articles to...
So this article got through to Stephen. This next email to him did not at first so I had to try a couple of times, and he finally received it: http://bikyamasr.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/bin-ali-visit-.jpg What you are seeing here is a (well planned photo opp by the ex-dictator/president of Tunisia, Ben Ali, or Dictator Dilbert (herein referred to as DD) as I so fondly referred to him as. The story goes... the person in the hospital bed is Mohamed Bouazizi, the man who immolated himself back on December 17th. DD at 1st declined to let his fellow countrymen know what was happening inside Tunisia. The government-controlled news agency, Tunisia Online News (in English & French), issued its 1st article on December 28th, 2010 as follows:
http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/political-parties-denounce-media-manipulation-of-sidi-bouzid-events/
Because the link will not open, I have provided the content below...
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Political parties denounce media manipulation of Sidi Bouzid events
Tunisian political parties denounced on Monday, the manipulation by some Arab and foreign media of events that recently occurred in Sidi Bouzid.
In communiqués issued on Monday, the parties voice outrage over the media manipulation of these events for petty political ends by dramatizing them and exploiting them for suspicious reasons to tarnish the image of Tunisia.
The Socialist Democrats Movement (MDS) denounces the manipulation by some Arab and foreign media of events that occurred recently in Sidi Bouzid.
In a communiqué issued on Monday, the party voices outrage over the media manipulation of these events by some parties for petty political ends by dramatizing them and exploiting them for suspicious reasons to tarnish the image of Tunisia.
MDS says that while being committed to freedom of press and expression, in an objective way, it “denounces practices that distort the reality and lapse into the sensational.”
The Socialist Democrats Movement underlines that dialogue is the way to “find adequate and suitable solutions that preserve social cohesion and peace.”
The People’s Unity Party (PUP) warned, in a statement issued on Monday, against “the serious allegations that some satellite channels continue to broadcast, as part of suspicious orientations seeking to harm Tunisia, by amplifying and distorting events, based on reports whose sources are not credible and by exploiting politically and morally bankrupt figures and individuals and by not taking the trouble to check the allegations of these persons.”
PUP expresses its belief that the allegations of Al Jazeera and some news agencies that have imitated it are now unveiled to the national public opinion, all national forces and all those committed to the objective approach among friends of Tunisia abroad who judge at their true worth the country’s development and political gains and denounce the use of violence, because any damage to the property, rejected politically and morally, is a threat to social peace and an unacceptable practice.
The Liberal Social Party (PSL) denounced the slanderous media campaign conducted for suspicious ends by “Al-Jazeera” TV channel” to achieve objectives that by no means serve the interests of citizens and the homeland.”
In a statement released by its politburo on Monday, the PSL says this channel has opted for manipulation and exaggeration in broadcasting events, “without taking the trouble to check the reality of facts and ignoring deliberately the gains and achievements accomplished by Tunisia of the Change.”
This, explains PSL, shows clearly and explicitly, the unwholesome intentions of this channel and its conspiracies which target the climate of civil peace, stability and development prevailing in Tunisia.
In this statement, the Liberal Social Party expresses belief that discipline, respect of law, attachment to patriotic responsibility, rejection of violence, consolidation of contact with civil society, respect of symbols of the Republic and national sovereignty are likely to face up all those who sow discord and defeat their conspiracies which achieved their targets in several countries by serving neo-colonialism agendas.”
Claiming rights under the rule of law and institutions should not be made by any use of violence and violation of law which provides the opportunity to extremist groups to exploit an isolated event to serve plans and agendas of instigators of disorder.
Events have proved that those who spread lies and slanders find in conflict and tension a favorable environment to hatch their conspiracies which serve only enemies of the country.
The Unionist Democratic Union (UDU) said methods used by Satellite channel “Al Jazeera” to cover the Sidi Bouzid events “are not professional and do not respect the rules and principles of journalism”.
This coverage, adds the party ” is politically motivated seeking to make the situation more tense through dramatization and exaggeration.”
UDU says, in a statement issued, on Monday, that parties to which Al Jazeera spoke for the coverage of the events lost their credibility and attempt to exploit the events for petty political ends, to inflame the situation and push towards a pseudo-crisis.
The party underlines that it realized, through the media coverage of the Sidi Bouzid events, several truths particularly the fact that Al Jazira channel chose to deal with parties known for a certain political affiliation, which means that they are not impartial and that it positioned itself as party through dramatization and political manipulation.
UDU criticizes the use by the Al Jazeera channel of images and videos posted on social networks, without taking the trouble to check their credibility, and committing professional errors, particularly regarding the importance of marches of solidarity organized and their aims, giving them greater importance than they were really on the ground.
Additionally, UDU denounces the media coverage made on many several web sites, which lack professionalism and respect for rules of journalism, reproducing serious distortions in a bias that harms the image of Tunisia abroad.
The Green Party for Progress (PVP) denounced in a statement issued on Monday the biased and slanderous method of “Al Jazeera” channel in covering the recent events that occurred in Tunisia.
This channel, it underlines, deliberately opted for dramatization of events through the continuous broadcast, for several days, of images whose source is not authoritative and resorting to a directed editing of these images to place the course of events outside their context and resort to sectionalism.
The party indicates that “Al Jazeera” channel has been used, since its creation, to divert facts and make an improper reading of events, ignoring objectivity, professional integrity and ethics of journalism.
The statement underlines that anyone knows pertinently that the agenda and programs of this channel are marked by ambiguity, lack of discernment and constant choice of sensationalism and misinterpretation of facts, while seeking to manipulate events to serve purposes known by all in order to undermine the peace and stability prevailing in Tunisia.
PVP adds that “Al Jazeera” Channel should have dealt with the events in Tunisia in an objective and neutral way and not resort to sensationalism and manoeuvres seeking to sow discord, dramatize facts and hide the reality of things.
PVP voices its conviction that the attempts of this channel to sow discord in the ranks of the Tunisian society by denaturing facts will be doomed to failure, thanks to the high level of awareness of all Tunisians and the strong commitment of the Head of State to achieve development in the different regions of the country and create new opportunities of investment and employment.
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Same day, same (govt. controlled) newspaper this article came out, http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/chamber-of-deputies-committee-denounces-slanderous-media-campaigns-against-tunisia/ and this... http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/chamber-of-advisers-denounces-media-campaigns-staged-against-tunisia/ and this... http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/ben-ali-gueddafi-telephone-talk/ and this... http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/president-ben-ali-confers-with-prime-minister-23/ and this... http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/president-ben-ali-receives-interior-and-local-development-minister-2/ AND THEN THIS well orchastrated propaganda... http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/president-zine-el-abidine-ben-ali-visits-young-man-mohamed-bouazizi/
This last one is particularly disturbing as the entire picture just looks... FAKE? The doctors/nurses etc. on the right are *glaring* at Ben Ali as I see it. The one women looks like she is seething in hate staring him down. I love this picture- because I can't believe that DD actually approved this picture to be published as the disdain for him from the staff looks evident. Unfortunately it is a heartbreaking picture in its content as I believe Mohamed died a few days later.
To continue on w/TON for December 28th, this... http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/president-zine-el-abidine-ben-ali-visits-young-man-mohamed-bouazizi/ - ok that one doesn't seem to be loading so here is the content:
President Ben Ali takes interest in social conditions of three families from governorate of Sidi Bouzid
President Zine el Abidine Ben Ali took interest, on Tuesday afternoon, in the social conditions of three families from the Sidi Bouzid governorate, when receiving the father of Mohamed Ammari, who died in Menzel Bouzayane, the mother of Mohamed Bouazizi, who set fire to himself, and the mother of Hassan Ben Salah Neji, who died of electrocution.
President Ben Ali extended sympathy to the families of the two deceased, stressing, on the occasion, his keenness to enquire about these families’ living conditions and to lend them all necessary social protection.
(Source TAP)
... and finally this... http://www.tunisiaonlinenews.com/president-ben-alis-address-to-tunisian-people/, which won't load either:
President Ben Ali’s address to Tunisian people
President Zine el Abidine Ben Ali delivered an address to the Tunisian people on Tuesday evening. Here is the full text of the address:“In the Name of God, the Merciful, the CompassionateFellow citizens,I have been following with anxiety and concern the events that took place over the recent days in Sidi Bouzid.While these events were triggered by one social case, of which we understand the circumstances and psychological factors and whose consequences are regrettable, the exaggerated turn that these events have taken, as a result of their political manipulation by some sides who do not wish good to the homeland and resort to some foreign television channels which broadcast false and unchecked allegations and rely on dramatisation, fabrication and defamation hostile to Tunisia, requires from us to clarify some issues and confirm the truths that must be taken into consideration:First, we do understand the feelings of any unemployed person, particularly if his search for a job goes on, his social conditions are difficult and his psychological structure is fragile, which may lead him to resort to desperate solutions in order to draw attention on his situation.We spare no efforts to prevent such cases by providing them with a special and appropriate treatment.Thus, we pursue our policies and programmes of employment, protection of the disadvantaged categories, care for poor families and vitalisation of regional development, through successive investment programmes covering all regions of the country, the latest being those we decided at last December 15 Cabinet meeting and the announced additional programme which appropriated funds will reach 6500 million dinars.This initiative is part of our concern to meet all attributes of balanced and fair development among regions and ensure fair distribution of its fruits among all categories.Second, unemployment is a major concern in the different countries of the world, be they developed or emerging; and we, in Tunisia, are straining every nerve to curb it and deal with its effects and impact, particularly on families who lack resources. The State will exert additional efforts in this area during the period to come.Indeed, the considerable results we have achieved in the area of education at the qualitative and quantitative levels, and which have earned consideration and tribute from specialised international and UN bodies, materialises a fundamental and constant choice in our policy to produce an educated people.Among these major results, there is the significant increase in the number of university graduates shared out between all regions of the country without exception and whose number exceeded, last year for instance, 80,000 graduates, a figure of which we are proud; in the same way we accept the challenge it imposes for the employment of this high rate of graduates among the job applicants, and this, thanks to the different employment mechanisms and programmes.Despite the difficulties posed by this new category of unemployed, it remains a source of optimism for the future, an optimism of an educated people who perseveres on the path of well-being and more progress.Third, we have constantly sought since the Change to entrench dialogue as principle and method of communication among all national and social sides on issues and developments that occur.Consequently, there is no possible way, in spite of our understanding, that we accept the exploitation of isolated cases, an event or a fortuitous situation, to achieve petty political targets, at the detriment of the national community’s interests, its gains and achievements, first and foremost, concord, security and stability.It is not acceptable that a minority of extremists and agitators in the pay of others, and against the country’s interests, resort to violence and street disturbances as means of expression, whatever their form is in a State of law like ours. This is a negative and anti-civil behaviour that presents a distorted image of our country and impedes the flow of investors and tourists which impacts negatively on job creation, while we need them to curb joblessness. Law will be enforced rigorously against these people.Fourth, we reassert the need to respect freedom of opinion and of speech and keenness to enshrine them in law and entrench them in practice; and we respect any position if it is expressed within the framework of law, the rules and dialogue.The State will strive to find solutions likely to meet job applications which will carry on increasing in the coming years, as it will act in the meantime to further increase wages and household incomes and, in general, improve living standards of all Tunisians.Fifth, we are aware of the hardships generated by unemployment and its psychological impact on those who experience it. Consequently, we call on the administration to avoid all shortcomings in dealing with these difficult cases and perfectly follow them up.It is the duty of all regional and local authorities to shoulder their responsibilities of listening to the citizens and joining efforts of all to identify situations that require special care to find appropriate solutions and meet the most urgent cases or those whose waiting time for employment has lasted too long.We are always committed to the social dimension of our development policy so that no region or category be deprived of its opportunity for employment and investment.”(Source TAP)
Now, that's a lot of oral diarrhea, in 1 day no less, from someone who previously stated that there was nothing wrong going on inside the country... Just saying...
ok this is enough for today as I believe you readers have your homework cut out for you if you find yourselves so inclined to follow this timeline of events that will come to change my life
Enjoy reading the BULLSHIT from Tunisia Online News... Next up I'll show you what really was happening behind Tunisia's closed doors...
1.09.2011
Ouch, I think that's my liver
Liver talking back to me this morning, or at least I think that's where my liver is... Well, on the subject of liver, I had a funny interaction with one of my students this week & it went something like this,
Holly: Fethi (a doctor) I need your help. Are there any chiropractors or acupuncturists in Tunisia?
Fethi: What is wrong Miss Holly? I can help you.
Holly: Well Fethi, I threw my back out in Istanbul because I had such a good time there.
(a long, animated conversation & demonstration ensued about what a 'thrown out' back is... haha)
Fethi: Holly you can call me after 4pm on Thursday & come into my office and I'll look at your liver.
Holly: Fethi I don't think it's my liver. I have had my back 'go out' a handful of times before & the liver
doesn't seem to be the culprit. As it stands, I hardly ever drink.
Fethi: No, we must look at your liver. I think this is a good idea.
(another long, animated discussion ensues about acupuncturists)
Fethi: Ok Holly, I have a friend who is this type of doctor. His office is down on Bourghiba. He is
Tunisian & lived in China. He has a Chinese wife. He will help you, and his wife will serve you
tea.
Holly: Ok Fethi, we are making progress
Oh it's this kind of stuff that makes me love my students & what I'm doing here.
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Back to my liver, for real this time
Holly: Fethi (a doctor) I need your help. Are there any chiropractors or acupuncturists in Tunisia?
Fethi: What is wrong Miss Holly? I can help you.
Holly: Well Fethi, I threw my back out in Istanbul because I had such a good time there.
(a long, animated conversation & demonstration ensued about what a 'thrown out' back is... haha)
Fethi: Holly you can call me after 4pm on Thursday & come into my office and I'll look at your liver.
Holly: Fethi I don't think it's my liver. I have had my back 'go out' a handful of times before & the liver
doesn't seem to be the culprit. As it stands, I hardly ever drink.
Fethi: No, we must look at your liver. I think this is a good idea.
(another long, animated discussion ensues about acupuncturists)
Fethi: Ok Holly, I have a friend who is this type of doctor. His office is down on Bourghiba. He is
Tunisian & lived in China. He has a Chinese wife. He will help you, and his wife will serve you
tea.
Holly: Ok Fethi, we are making progress
Oh it's this kind of stuff that makes me love my students & what I'm doing here.
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Back to my liver, for real this time
12.18.2010
Heading towards Sunset in La Goulette
Solo_ojo & I day-tripping in La Goulette. La Goulette was the North African/Mediterranean playground for the once fresh set of European immigrants to the Mediterranean shores. Now other places such as La Marsa & Gammarth have taken over the reins, but this sleepy little community is tops on my list. When I walk around La Goulette I feel a part of its past. It's quaint, charming and has a romantic lure. This is my spring/summer playground HQ for sure this coming year.
| Solo_ojo & Kirsten, the 3rd Muskateer, enjoying a cold Celtia at one of the many shoreline-lined cafes |
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| Celtia (Tunisia's finest) close-up |
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| Yes, the main entrance to La Goulette beach. The place just OOZES with charm that reveals a legacy of a once past grandeur if you just sit down and relax and take in its ambiance. |
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| art form |
| late afternoon sunlight beginning to work its magic on an already incredible seascape |
| pretty |
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| feline feeding frenzy must have led to the necessity of a 'disco nap' atop the garbage bins! |
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| satiated |
| sun is sinking |
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| I have no recollection of tqking this shot (phantom shot apparently) |
| splash of sunset hues |
| road home |
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| Merci La Goulette- until we meet again |
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