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Propriety is that we do not say that the good of our dead. Morality as well. Speaking of dead in recent days, we just lost a political figure who has the discretion of the principal vector of its roadmap. I speak, you've probably guessed, the late Habib Bourguiba Jr. newspapers, as is customary, commented on his departure. Each in its own way of course, although all we did with some taciturnity and a almost laconic tone. Prudence and reserve force would be inclined to say with these times when any reference to the recent past can be an affront to the present.

Except that some newspapers have seen fit to insert in the biographies they dedicated to the deceased and their columns published on a detail to mention the relevance of which still raises some questions. First came the newspaper "As-Sabah" in its edition of yesterday, which hinted slyly. Then came the turn of cloth "Achourouk" to say the most thought possible. Both publications are have investigated the past of Bourguiba Jr. highlighting the fact that he came into the world shortly before his parents' marriage was declared legally. They suggest that a certain illegitimacy and a blemish or stain on the dignity of man. Otherwise, why would they dwell on a detail person who does and who is a retail end. Unless the intent is to make a double shot: slander Bourguiba Jr. (son born out of illegitimate because the legal framework) and at the same time his father (guilty of concubinage) and a little depressing the nail. To those

their feathers that inspired them to lay such a meanness, I would ask them: What more legitimacy can be given to his offspring when he was already bequeathed his personal and family surname? Would not it have been better to ignore the death of this gentleman to persevere in this blind fury and spiteful to deny any gratitude to Bourguiba?

And we dare say that Tunisia is proud of his tunisianité, his homeland and its history. What hypocrisy.

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The story I want to tell you happened some time ago of this already. Date there it was beautiful. The sun was shining. Birds chirped. Only a few cars were occasionally break stealth serenity and tranquility in which to bathe the room. Suddenly, from the top of my office is on the first floor, I hear tracks stood. I recognize that curiosity prompted me to go near the window to understand what it was and what were the reasons for all this uproar. Before me stood a crazy scene as incongruous. A 4X4 police had stopped in the middle of the road. His quads door open. A few meters away, stood two uniformed policemen, a police officer in civilian clothes holding his walkie talkie in hand, a curious passer and two college students, a girl and a boy whose age was not to exceed 15 years and with every indication that they belonged the class of local gentry. From what I understand, the police had apprehended in flagrante delicto two teenagers kissing in spirit to a deserted alley, under a tree, believing themselves safe from prying eyes and especially watchful eyes of our dear guards. The chance of these two boys is that the incident of which they are unhappy protagonists took place in a residential neighborhood of the capital where one finds only embassies, residences belonging to ministers or senior officials and some of Administrations. Otherwise, they would forcibly shipped without further ado.

The undercover officer was screaming, bellowing, roaring. He threatened, gesticulated, but dared not go further than a reprimand. He was desperate to have an identity of the girl. She, walled in a deafening silence, fixing a piercing gaze fierce and his "attacker" is denied to comply with the orders of the representative Blocker of the law. The scene lasted more than five minutes without one or the other does not make concessions to each other. Tired, disgusted, I decided to get involved in the situation. I approached the officer and told him:

- Mr. Officer, I think that's enough now. I think you've taught them the lesson they need and will think it twice before venturing to do the same stupid next time.
- Excuse me sir, you want me to learn how to do my job or what?
- Far from my mind Mr. officer. But I can say that help make your job a little more educational. You just fuck one of the best patrols to these two kids. I think the punishment is sufficient. You've shaken enough, they can go now.

At this time, the policeman took me by the hand and walk away a bit from the pack. It kept me pretty much what speech

- Listen sir. I swear I'm not actually doing an excess of zeal. But it turns out that if the girl refuses to obey my orders is my authority that will suffer. If it were up to me, I would have dropped. But you know there are two colleagues with me and the situation is a bit tricky.
- But sir see the agent, you know very well that your authority is and will remain intact. Not even when two kids who are going to shaken.
- Well, do like that then. You ask the kid to give me his ID card and I forgive them in the second that follows.
- Between you sir agent what does this change? It is for you to have the last word? I do not think you put yourself on equal footing with the girl anyway.

The officer remained thoughtful for a moment and then said:

- You see things like that?
- You too I am sure.
- Good kids will go home I do not want to see you here. And beware the next time.

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The Swiss do not want minarets home. And then? Or is the problem? Nowhere, if one assumes that each nation is sovereign and free in his choice. Except for the express, the Swiss have felt a pressing need to say loud and clear. They told the world of the most clear and explicit as possible.

This will have been missed if she had not fallen in the political field. And when it moves into the morass of politics one must know what to expect afterwards. To express that refusal Swiss needed to do through a referendum, making the case a matter of state. Suddenly, he is quite a hype that the issue raised and continues to do so. This applies both inside and outside the borders of countries in the Laughing Cow.

They said therefore that the Swiss are sovereign to make all the decisions they deem best for their country (like the Switzerland of Africa elsewhere). Except that here it is, trying to justify the decision to ban minarets, a good majority of the Swiss saw fit to report that, among other considerations that have led to vote against the presence of forms phalloides home is the lack of reciprocity in Muslim countries.

This argument intrigued me by its incongruity. It betrays an ignorance that grotesque Swiss in particular and Westerners in general have about Muslim countries. Without going into details that I can not prove it by concrete examples, I would point out that, until proven otherwise, Muslim countries are in their overwhelming majority of exporting and importing non-migration. If the Arab and Muslim world need to build churches did not feel it is not (only) because of a reluctance or denial to build temples other than Islam, but simply because these countries have not yet experienced an exodus of people of Christian faith in the image of what happens in European countries that receive them every day thousands of people of Muslim faith and others who express the need to erect temples where they can worship and practice their faith.

Furthermore, this case, by elevating the status of the referendum, and thus committing the will of an entire nation, could turn into an accident that will feel the suffering incessantly. Switzerland, we already know, is not his first political blunder. Recently, the Swiss country has had to be humiliated to the point of lowering his pants to remedy a trivial matter of justice that should have stayed in the lap of the courts. The case in question, which has become a fact of state just because of the involvement of one of Gaddafi's son, had all the chances to resolve without causing waves. But it was not rely on the willingness of some circles to politicize the case. The result is well known. Instead of focusing on the legitimacy of the position of the Swiss justice is a showdown against Gaddafi that Switzerland has preferred afford. Result: Bern has had to resign to formally apologize.

This time with the case of minarets in Switzerland will not only make a fool silly the likes of Gaddafi. The Swiss, consciously or not, opted to lie on his back two forces as formidable one than the other Muslim populations, overly stigmatized and exceeded, and magnates and representatives of sovereign wealth funds, to teach that there are more populist Swiss populist than they, will compete to see who inflict the most degrading humiliation these brainless Helvetas.

The tragedy in all this is that those who will pay the price it will be members of the Muslim community in Swiss land that, paradoxically, is believed to neutral ground.

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It seems that the fact that I blog more, and therefore my name (nickname) no longer appears on Tn-blogs, has welcomed some of the heads of Turkish. One two has even taken the trouble to let me know by leaving me a little comment to me how mean he feels relieved to no longer see my blog activity. Well, in reply, I confess that I did not know my writings were so disturbing. I thought I was blogging for my own enjoyment and for those with whom I share some wacky ideas.

I wish I knew before and not now that my blog had more visitors than I suspected. That would give me more punch to write with much more diligence and energy. But, here it is that things go in the opposite direction of my desires. Now that blogging has become a pleasure bitter because of false chamaillades, sanctions more or less serious bloggers who are demoralized, fat idiots who insist on leaving a comment to make even more distressing that their stupidity ... here is some attempt to get me out of my self-imposed slumber. Foolishly, they think they rule me my account when I do not remember having trouble with one of the fuckers shit 'appointed Tn-Blogs.

I have no taste for controversy, much less when they are sterile. I'm not an avid partisan polemicists either. I happened to do battle with some comments that I found very unpleasant. But it does seem to me that the tension has gone beyond the mere misunderstanding.

So? So I am both amazed and intrigued by this challenge and I know neither the author nor the content, although I suspect that the main reason is that I was labeled as belonging to a group whose beliefs and creeds are diametrically opposed to those who believe they have established their stranglehold on Tn-blogs. At these brats, I would tell them they are wrong a lot. As always.