
BEIRUT, Lebanon — Fighting between Syrian insurgents and government forces in Aleppo left one of the Middle East’s most storied mosques severely damaged on Wednesday, its soaring minaret toppled by explosives. Each side accused the other of responsibility for the destruction at the Umayyad Mosque in Aleppo’s walled ancient city, a Unesco World Heritage site.
Anyone who has been in a relationship knows that even if you tell someone the truth, how you tell it could have major ramifications. What we choose to leave out what we choose to say can many times reveal things about how we actually feel about things. This is the reason why deconstruction was so earth shattering when I got into Derrida. Actually I cut class to read Derrida that how serious it was.
Why am I writing this
The reason I bring this up is the news. The news is a product; 95% of the news companies and outlets are owned by 5 major companies. As we have seen with the bombings in Boston and with drumming of war supports the media plays a large role in shaping w2hat we imagine to be true. People are reduced to shockingly incomplete stereotypes and while the truth of certain events are told they are told in such a way as to bias the listener to accept certain conclusion that they might not so readily accept.
I have found in my life that travelings outside of my comfort zone and talking to people who I normally don’t get the opportunity have totally changed my outlook on life. The internet for me allows me to interact with people I would not have had the chance to. One interaction that has touched me sincerely has been reading the blog of LevantWoman.
Levant Woman
To cut to the chase she is a blogger from Syria. The situation in Syria has really been heart breaking to read, there are real human beings like you or eye suffering every day and yet nothing seems to be happening to help the situation along. I don’t know what to believe when I read the newspapers or I hear the different political analyses. But I know the suffering is real. Many of us complain about our jobs, about our spouses and about a seemingly endless number of things, which is expected we are human beings but I wonder about how conscious we are of the suffering of another.
We like to think that we are discrete nations in this world, we like to quickly pass judgement and find someone to blame. If something has happened somewhere else beyond our borders its not our problem although history shows us again and again that what affects one of us affects all of us. What is happening in Syria is affecting or will affect all of us. How it will affect us remains to seen. But there are other stories more important now that get the magazines and newspapers sold. Syria is not at the front of our minds
Read this
I have taken this from the about page of LevantWoman
Once up on a time in a kingdom fa.. Oh sorry not in a kingdom , in some kind of republic or an ex-republic there lived a princes.. oh sorry just a normal girl like any one you may ever knew ..
She had few things to love, her beloved one , friends, her sisters, some oil paintings, and her voice since she used to sing every time she was nervous or unhappy. Those little things were all she got and she really was happy to get all she ever wanted. Now that everything has changed .. she lost her beloved one in the war, she doesn’t sing anymore or have any passion to draw again. This is a try .. a last try for her to survive the war
I invite everyone to read her latest post: Im Syrian, I got used to it . I really felt that I needed to read this post when I read it after class tonight. Habibi (That is the only thing I remember from the brief study of Arabic I did a while back) responded to my post: MrMary On Blogging: What Would You Do if Your Blog Got Famous ? and said:
if the blog got famous then I’ll have a bigger motivation to go on.. I’ll write about things that no camera will see.. I will start a series of stories from the war ..When will I stop..maybe when the war is over
I really do hope her blog gets famous, I hope she continues to write and gives us a window into something real and I hope maybe one day I can visit Syria one day see the tomb of Ibn arabi and talk with some stranger about Wahdjat al Wujud, maybe I’ll play the daf a bit. Maybe hear a reading of Adonis, see the traces of a culture that goes as far back as 2000 BCE
that’s it
Dave
Once up on a time in a kingdom fa.. Oh sorry not in a kingdom , in some kind of republic or an ex-republic there lived a princes.. oh sorry just a normal girl like any one you may ever knew ..
She had few things to love, her beloved one , friends, her sisters, some oil paintings, and her voice since she used to sing every time she was nervous or unhappy. Those little things were all she got and she really was happy to get all she ever wanted.
Now that everything has changed .. she lost her beloved one in the war, she doesn’t sing anymore or have any passion to draw again.
This is a try .. a last try for her to survive the war










































