The veil of falsehood has cleared, and that cover which long overshadowed our heads has fallen. As we were dressing our wounds and measuring our backwardness by their scale, as if they were the exemplar and the ultimate, files of "Epstein" and its ilk came to reveal the depths into which they are sinking.
Once, the Arab man was synonymous with values, a pioneer in science, and a guardian of faith. Who deliberately distorted these features? And who pushed our societies toward the edge of the abyss?
The peoples were violated, the land stolen, and brilliant minds looted under the loose cloak of "democracy," by media that masters nothing but spinning lies. What kind of freedom is it that only comes on the ruins of homelands? And what kind of justice is it that destroys a person to steal their wealth?
Their so-called freedom is nothing but a colorful trap, hiding behind it a rabid desire for domination and plunder. The major powers were never a refuge but a poison that erodes the body, robbing the land, money, and spirit. And the painful irony is that we stood like fools in front of the screens, applauding our executioner, and sanctifying "the West" with blind allegiance, as if we had agreed to be just meaningless margins in their book.
Where are the Arab minds? And how could this great nation crash into this abyss?
Globalization was never innocent, and the platforms of "digital anesthesia" were not created to liberate our consciousness. "TikTok" and its tools did not come for our renaissance but to strip the Arab individual of his major issues, dismantle his constants, and scatter his compass toward triviality. And to where? To a generation without an identity, marching towards a foggy future where they have no control over their destiny.
They toyed with educational curricula, sabotaged health systems, and infiltrated everything that doesn't concern them, always under the same banner: "justice and democracy." Whereas in the depths of their territories, the citizen breathes his last on the sidewalks from neglect and hunger. Will we wake up from this slumber? Or will we remain in this sleep that leads us only to utter darkness, where we lose the homeland.. and can't even find the crumbs of its memories?
