The point

العنف لا يحلّ المشاكل بل يولِّد عنفاً أشدّ

الامور الاستثنائية لا تعالَج بطرق استثنائية، والخطأ لا يعالَج بالخطأ، ان دستورنا الذي ارتضيناه جميعا فيه العلاج لمشاكلنا وازماتنا، وقد جربناه في الشدة وكان خير نصير لنا

د. أحمد الخطيب


How is it that mistakes are encouraged? How is it that when brothers are beaten, it is fair, and needed? How is it that when the principle that defines this lovely is witnessed, when freedoms are exercised, the darkness of the past invades? Why is it when the courageous stands up, and points at the corrupt, clarifying who's wrong - they get beat up and jailed! And then the violence is blessed! Clapped and cheered! Are we really that split up? Is it frustration turned to hate? Are we blinded by allegiances? Persons and entities - before principles? Mislead? How is it so? Who should I ask? Is it in you? That beating, above the unjust silencing, is OK? Is it in you, that while divergent in ambition, you can justify wrongs? How is it that the fundamental pillars, the roots that define, this bit piece of existence is OK to be dismissed, in a haze of hate! Are we the same?

Questions of the past, sprung again, unfair, unreal, and simply sad.

Why are we here? Instead of the hopeful there. Where the educated build, and the talented encourage?

How is it that the Kuwait of its hopes, and means, and rights, is so?

Why?

Now we all have to look back, it's been decades, since our hopeful beautiful rise. Why are we faltering when near goals?

How is that when our fathers gave us individual rights, defined this state, and spurred on a sunny rise, that we almost there can't turn the page?

So close. Almost there.

I hope these sad missteps are just that...hurdles to learn..nothing more.

So, the loveliest of all, I hope to see you healthy and strong. Mine is a simple ambition to see the incredible, loving, and hopeful - the ones unchanged in their quest to be proud of their Kuwait.