…very fast. Students are protesting in the university and the students office announced the foundation of a students council, Skype and Youtube are allowed from now on and the chairman of the GUC invited all groups of staff to listen to their problems. The mind of the revolution is going to spread till it reached every corner of this country. As always the revolution is in danger to devour its children. At the moment almost everyone is protesting against something or for something. The ghost of revolution may turn into a demon…
Category Archives: on the road…cairo
responsibility
It is amazing… people all over the city are occupied with cleaning, coloring, planting… whatever is to do to make the city, the country, more beautiful. Now it is THEIR country and for the moment it seems as they would like to take care of it. It seems to be a difference if someone can believe to have the power to change things or if someone has to give all the power to the ones above him. Children, women, older people…everyone is on the streets to pimp the city. Egyptians are an amazing, wonderful people. I would have never dreamed of that it could be possible to change a country within 3 weeks in such a peaceful way, exactly during the semester break. My deepest respect, Egypt! And stay on track…
And… it is still rolling… students told me today that they are going to establish a students council… and if not permitted they will do, what they practised to do… fine! And not only stundents… you can find it everythere…
back… first impressions…and something else.
36 hours since my arrival in Cairo. In a whole – nothing changed. If there wouldn’t be all the tanks around, their muzzle most often pointed exactly in the direction I am coming from, the hundreds of military persons and especially this indescribable tension and atmosphere. You can feel it, but I can only try to find the right words: It is “in between”, everything seems to be possible, the good things and the bad things, there is hope mixed with fear and the knowledge, that the ones who supported the regime are still on deck, hidden or obvious. The people now mention what really happened. Not only the resignation of the president but also the resignation of a hundred of thousand tourists, the loss of famous artworks, the loss of many jobs and the loss of, primarily, security. Democracy is only a symptom of a special kind of behaviour. And this behaviour is not as common or god given as it seems like and maybe doesn’t fit to every culture in the same way, especially the democracy we are used to. The big word “democracy” is only a hull, that has to be filled with content. And the inflational use of the d-word is surely not in its sense. What are the basic needs of humans? Maybe these basic needs are a base for a happy life, however this is organised. You cannot eat democracy. But of course you might find the best way to produce food with free minded people in a good mood who dare to say what they want and think without having to fear any kind of sanctions. But to achieve this it not done by labeling.
just to remember…
…this could be the beginning of something new… a tiny change or a huge change… we will see…
http://www.almasryalyoum.com/en/news/mahalla-protesters-smash-mubarak-photo-0
http://www.spiegel.de/politik/ausland/0,1518,741584,00.html
http://edition.cnn.com/2011/WORLD/africa/01/25/egypt.protests/index.html?hpt=T1
week 14
old cairo an other stuff…
Sand and other stuff
el maadi… at night
sightseeing
Just had my language course in Heliopolis. Strengthened with the things I learned just a minute ago I take a cab, explain the driver where to go and lean back. Bad mistake. Next time I focus on the street I find myself in a completely unknown area. Unknown for me as well as for my driver.
New Cairo is a nice place I learn. It has places I never been before nor I had the idea that they could exist. Huge lakes in the middle of the street, streets that end from one moment to the other in the middle of nowhere, empty but finished villas all along the street as well as completely dark quarters. A fairy tale with the cab.
Finally it took me 2 hours to arrive at home. The driver was nice. He tried to keep me in a good mood with cigarettes… And we had fun. He was laughing about our fate and I had to laugh with him. Now I know New Cairo. Next time I am prepared….




































































