• We Are Not OK: We Are OK | Raafat Majzoub
    http://english.al-akhbar.com/blogs/farewell-chronicles/we-are-not-ok-we-are-ok

    We are not OK. We have become allowed to have conversations only in between benchmarks of farewell. We will all leave this country. Whether in untimely coffins, with humiliating boarding passes, or sheer denial, we have all already left the country, somehow. To be able to walk along streets that are rapidly changing toward places that don’t look like themselves, or us, to grab four, five, six glasses of alcohol to forget anthems of how we are supposed to be OK, and how this is supposed to be normal, can only be explainable as such – that we have already left.

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    If these people always exist, what will this time make of them? “Wawa,” a friend answered, and we laughed because we are not OK. But if we take that Saturday as a sample of a chunk of a type of Lebanese youth who work in producing accessible artworks and cultural artifacts slapping that fact that we are not OK in the face, it must mean that in some way or form – even slightly – we are OK.

  • We Are Not OK: We Are OK
    http://english.al-akhbar.com/blogs/farewell-chronicles/we-are-not-ok-we-are-ok

    Last Saturday, I had the luxury of watching two performances in #Beirut. At 5 pm I watched a pre-run of Zoukak’s “Heaven,” a show you will be able to attend at their studio in Beirut next week. At 8:30 pm I attended a dance performance titled “Fatmeh,” choreographed and directed by Ali Chahrour at Masrah al-Madina, a show that will have stopped running by the time this text is published. At 10:30 pm I was walking in a fading Hamra toward Regusto, an Armenian bistro, to grab one, two, or three glasses of Arak, thinking that we are not OK.

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