Don't ask and I wont tell .. but you know that's only talk, as I will tell one way or another.
So I was invited to speak at some conference in Doha and well, with Doha being so close, I agreed to come to the talk, which was a total waste of time and effort, and then used the two brain cells remaining in my head and decided to spend some quality time at home, to recover from the stress of the talk, which was not to be. I mean, after two days in Doha, wouldn't you too need to come and relax in Bahrain?
Wouldn't you want to wake up in the morning and read the local papers, which don't tell you what is happening in your own country, to protect you and shield you from the sad realities of life?
Wouldn't you want to be pampered like a little child and told what to do and what to say and what to think and how to react and what to believe and how to apply your foundation and which colour blush suits your complexion better?
Wouldn't you too want to live in a safe environment where your brain is not cluttered with unnecessary information and where the government dictates what information you can and you can't access when surfing the Internet?
And who cares if you feel confused when you ask yourself silly questions like: What freedom? What democracy? as well as the worrisome question: What Reform?? when you know that in the eye of the delusional believers and creepy crawlers and liars and hypocrites and $%#&$#@* this amounts to treason.
Too many questions ... too little juice left in my laptop .. too long a way to Heathrow .. and then on to Toronto.