Updates on cat massacre in #Egypt #نادي_الجزيرة

Excuse me for this short post since I’m posting from mobile and there’s a power cut (long live Egypt!)
Since this post, these has been a lot going on. We went to the protest (more pics later) which took place last Tuesday and all went well.


Another old post confirming their practices against strays


The newspapers wrote about it as well but the management is still denying (yet confirming) the massacre. Here, they mentioned that they “got rid” of the cats because they “attack children”.
Most of the people I’ve met in the protest said that those cats were very friendly and they always fed them and never faced such issues.
I suppose having poisoned treats lying around for children to eat is not as dangerous as a few scratches from a probably scared cat being bullied by unattended children.


The latest update is that GSC is currently dealing with a (and I quote) “animal rescue shelter owner” named Amina Abaza who offered to mercy kill the cats found. Mercy killing… I have nothing to say.. really.
Screen shots of thread on ESMA’s group:


Solutions provided by members


According to some comments, Amina is very persistent and the more people object to her methods,  the more stubborn she gets. She also follows that same “merciful” method with animals in her shelter.. the older they get, the sooner they go.

I’ve heard of more animal killings happening:
220 stray dogs murdered in Islmaeliya (bear in mind, this is REGULAR news.. no cry for help) another link



a body of what appears to be a lion was found somewhere in the dumpster in Menya (some people say it’s a dog, trying to validate the news since rumors cyrcle more than air around here)


Those are the living conditions of animals in Egypt:



This seems to be getting out of control.. again.. and I’m afraid it will fizzle down like the previous times. I’ve sent an email to PETA about the massacre and this was their response:


We basically need people from outside Egypt to contact PETA and pressure the government here. If you’re outside of Egypt, please drop an email to CIDinfo@peta.org or AshleyF@petaasiapacific.com
Please help us pressure the government to have some mercy. It’s enough that people are already getting detained and killed over absolute bullshit in here. Let the animals live in peace if you can’t help the people for starts.

Please do contact PETA or anyone you think can help the animals in Egypt. Enough is enough. Strays, zoo animals, pets, shelter animals: they are suffering tremendously. Please help.


Please sign and share this petition #animalrights #Egypt #نادي_الجزيرة #احتجاج_على_مجازر_نادى_الجزيرة

Regarding yesterday’s killing of stray cats in El Gizera Sports Club, we have created a petition addressing the prime minister of Egypt, the minister of agriculture and minister of justice to bring those in charge to justice and establish better animal welfare laws in Egypt.

Click to sign the petition


Attention Animal Rights groups and activists in Egypt!

If you’re an animal rights activist/group or know one anywhere around Egypt or the Middle East, please take a minute and share this post. We are already grateful for all the efforts and we have faith in you and your generous support.
My dear friend Nuhad is asking for your help!
She’s planning on sending the Arab’s Got Talent audition story to Fremantle media and we need as much exposure and support to gather signatures for this petition (if you still haven’t signed it, please give us a moment of your time to do).
If you’re an animals rights activist/group and willing to help, kindly drop an email to nuhad_s@hotmail.com so that she can include you in her correspondence.
Thank you for supporting animal rights and God bless you all.


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How to: annoy people you hate


A few weeks ago, I wrote a post on how to annoy people that hate you. I still get traffic from people asking for a quick fix to their hater problems but sometimes I get this question instead: How to annoy people you hate.

Oh boy! Let’s do this! 😀


How to annoy people you hate:

Growing up as a tom boy, I had a lot of issues with people around. I grew up in a family club surrounded by all sorts of kids from all sorts of backgrounds. You would imagine that going through high school is the toughest thing a teenager can go through but believe me: nothing beats a family club where even the parents of those teens pitch in to give you a lesson while they clearly need help for having ill behaved kids. I used to have a couple of good friends who preferred to be on the quiet side of “the party” just like myself and kept things low profile. I used to wear the weirdest shit and have the weirdest haircuts. Either listening to my walkman/discman (RIP/RIP) or trying to drop a ball through the hoops of our basketball court. I never thought I fit in with those “Didi” dancing girls in their skimpy outfits. I’d stand there and watch the 5 chicks dance to that shit with their moms standing there all proud of their little girls representing the darkest tragedy of humanity: teenagers and hormones. And while they used to relate to booty shakin’, I used to relate to the likes of Alanis Morissette, BjorkMissy ElliotShaquille O’Neal, 2Pac and many more. I used to dress like that as well (forgive me, God!). I wrote all about that shit in my previous post if you’d care to read some extra nonsense.

Well, I did hate a lot of people. And it was not out of jealousy.. well maybe a little bit.. but, for most of them, I used to be bullied by a lot for being different. Dressing up like a boy when most girls were doing their fancy dancing and competing to become the next Alpha Female in a small community had its price. The girls were usually in groups picking their boyfriends and marking their territories while the boys just played basketball and hung around the court with some of those cool chicks. I was always with the boys trying to compete. Who would score more hoops and get the Chicago Bulls jersey first. I used to hate it when the jerseys looked better on the guys because they had less curves 😦 but it was all good when we sat there and had our rap battles. Some guys never appreciated the fact that a female can sometimes do male stuff and they also used to give me a hard time.

I managed to find a few good female friends who were not that judgmental and they made things a lot easier. They all went to mixed schools and that’s why they were probably less susceptible to the common bullshit those other kids believed. They were loud, crazy and outspoken. They had their own character and no one could bully them and get away with it. They taught me how to have a backbone and stand up for myself.

I used to pick a lot of fights with those I hated. I would pass by giving them dirty looks and sometimes instigate fights just to give them a piece of my mind. But most of the time, I avoided being around them because that would only remind me of all the bullying. Not to mention, cause more bullying. I also learned to stand up for others and I became known for being the female vigilante of the bullied kids. I would be sitting there singing alone in a corner and a kid runs up to me telling me that this asshole picked on them and they want me to kick their ass. No problem!

Yo. Say that again?!

Yo. Say that again?!

The longer I stayed away, the better I felt about myself. See, when you allow hate to consume you, it effects you in a way. You start hating yourself for being different. Then for not being able to make these people understand who you really are. You become aggressive and defensive. You become paranoid and expect everyone to pick on you. You stop enjoying who you are while allowing others to pick on you. You don’t want to change yourself yet you hate yourself. So when you hate someone, you don’t hate them for what they are, you hate them for what you think they think you are. You’re consuming yourself with their thoughts and opinions about you rather than enjoying yourself and celebrating your independence from the norms of society and what it dictates. I failed to hold on and I started dressing up like a “female”. Managed to put on some eyeliner and tone it down with the boy stuff. The minute I decided to follow the herd, I got accepted. Some of those people I hated so much managed to accept me as well. It felt weird, to be honest. That same guy that gave you shit is now calling you “pretty” and saying hi to you. Was it really that important for people to see me as what society thought was normal to be accepted and welcome among them?

I stopped doing the things I wanted and started doing the things THEY wanted. And I am going to tell you that at times it was worth it but most of the time, totally not.

Before the transformation, the more I enjoyed what I did, the less those people meant to me. I would even walk by and hear their nasty comments and continue without giving them any attention. After the transformation, I automatically craved their acceptance and felt bad the minute they stopped showing me that I fit in. Hate consumed me and changed me into being someone that I was not. I used to enjoy doing all sorts of things but I stopped. I used to sing and play basketball, try rollerskating and fail miserably and publicly as well, I used to not give a fuck about anything or anyone and I was happy until hate took over.

I regret letting hate take over because it made me compromise a lot for people who meant nothing to me. People that I was better off ignoring than trying to please. Hate lets you become what you actually hate. You want to annoy people you hate? Start by loving yourself and accepting that no one is the same, no one will ever be like anyone else and those you hate for any kind of reason might be having a worse day than you. And most importantly: you will never please everyone.

People who bully others wouldn’t need to do that unless they have deep issues. If you find yourself giving someone a hard time, think about why you are doing so. Hating a bully is only natural but craving their acceptance is not. Letting your hate turn you into a bully is not. Letting your hate change you into something else to stop the bullying is not. You want to annoy people you hate? Go up to them and tell them off.

After realizing what I’ve become and how unhappy I was, I did that. I couldn’t manage to go back to my old self but I managed to stay a “boy” at heart. I love the fact that I’m a female and love all sorts of sparkly and colorful shit but I also love the fact that I don’t necessarily have to fit in the normal definition of a female to be welcome by our lovely society. The problem is society taught us that a female shouldn’t be outspoken and shouldn’t attempt to be near anything that ruins her image as a female. Dressing up like a boy deems you less feminine. Hanging out with boys deems you a slut or at least craving their attention if not less feminine. Swearing deems you inappropriate and vulgar while boys can swear at any given time for any given reason! Why? I choose to express myself that way. As long as I am not abusing that right and insulting someone personally, I don’t think you have the right to judge me for using foul language. I don’t think you have the right to judge any female for doing anything a male can do anytime and get away with. I am a man who looks like a woman. I do whatever I want as long as I believe that it is not shameful or harmful and I don’t give a fuck.

How to annoy people you hate? Start by understanding why you hate them and you will be surprised to know that hate is just an imaginary feeling that covers tons of personal issues. Love yourself the most and you will not find a reason to hate to begin with. And if you have legitimate reasons to hate someone, tell them why you hate them and get it over with. You don’t need to fix things, just let it out of your system and move on. That would at least make you feel better and give them a thing to think about while you do that. If you’ve been bullied by someone, just go up to them and say: “I don’t know why you’re doing this but if you have a valid reason for being an asshole, let me know so that we can work on it and stop this shit forever.” they will probably not take you seriously but you will walk away the bigger person since you chose to confront them and give them a piece of your mind. And forget about them while you’re at it. Once you say that shit, forget they ever existed.

I used to have a bully who turned out to be one of my closest friends. I loved how she didn’t give a fuck about anyone but she would sometimes be so mean to me. One day, I went on a trip and got everyone a gift. She refused to take my gift and left me painfully wondering what I did to deserve this harsh treatment. I went up to her and told her that I didn’t understand why she had to be an asshole to me when I was just being nice and offering her a souvenir from my latest trip. She ended up apologizing and told me that she’s sorry for being an asshole and that she really appreciated it and she even began treating me much better. I knew she had issues with people and that she doesn’t trust anyone which causes her to be a bully sometimes. I understood that even before getting her that gift and I managed to deal with her with caution during our first couple of years. I hated her at times but respected her most of the time. And telling her off changed everything. She’s not into bullying now but she’s still very direct and sometimes harsh with people. And she’s one of the few people who managed to be by my side during the worst times.

How to annoy people you hate? Start by loving yourself and being true to yourself. That is more than enough to annoy anyone you hate since you won’t give them any reasons to make you hate them even more. People you hate are people you couldn’t please at the first place. They made you hate them for some kind of reason and it’s mostly because you’re not like them or at least not what they consider “OK”. On any scale. Work on pleasing them less and hating them less but most importantly, work on loving yourself more and that is more than enough to annoy anyone who doesn’t approve of your ways. I’m not claiming that I’m perfect and that occasionally I don’t hate people for any sort of reason. I still sometimes find myself hating someone just a little bit. But I do my best to turn that hate into loving myself even more. And I avoid annoying them for those same reasons. Hating someone won’t help you. If they’ve managed to inflict physical or emotional harm on you, you have a point. But instead of hating them, love yourself for being strong enough to go through the pain without turning into one of them. You’re strong enough to do that and consider them less fortunate for having to hurt someone to be pleased with themselves. Stop the hate. 🙂




إن كنت عدماً، فالعدم غير معدوم
العدم هو مقابل الوجود
كالظلام في مواجهة النور
و كالقاتل في مواجهة الفاعل
والمرآة في مواجهة الشمس
أنا الغضب اللي معرفتش أحكم عليه
أنا الجهل اللي بفتي وبتنطط بيه
أنا اللي متأمرك.. متفزلك.. متلعبك.. مربوط عينيه
أنا اللي واقف و اللي ماسك، اللي قاعد و اللي سايق
أنا المفكر الحيوان، أنا اللي كنت في يوم، فكل شئ كان
أنا حكومة رؤوس الأموال، يابني
أنا المعوق، أنا اللي صوتي عالي
أنا اللي بطلب الديموقراطية وحقي دايماً أجيبه بدراعي
أنا تزاوج السلطة والمال
أنا الإستسهال، ابن عم الإستغفال
أنا المشروع المزيف و إهدار المال العام
أنا العبد و الأجير، المالك الفقير
أنا الكلام الكبير للمعاني الواضحة
وأنا اللي لما اترميت، ضعفت.. وافقت بالمصالحة
أنا العالم الواحد، أنا العمار، أنا ثروة البلد وسط طاولة القمار
طب أنا العيل اللي شايل السلاح
و أنا الطلقة اللي بتحرم المباح
و أنا كياس الدم الفاسدة اللي بتعدي السليم
يا عم أنا الشهادة والتعليم اللي مهما تعلى بيه ميأكلش عيش
أنا عينيهم على جيبك وأنا جيبك المعدوم
وأنا النافورة اللي بتنقط وأنا السقف المخروم
أنا العالم الثالث، خلاص اتعرى.. متسلطة عليه اوسخ عيون
أنا الدرج المفتوح، العملة الصعبة والجنيه
أنا ابن الإبتذال الإعلامي والرقابة على الجنس والسماح بيه
أنا التدين الشكلي وتكييف الشريعة ليه
أنا كره الغير لمجرد عدم العلم بيه
أنا السكر اللي مهما تزود فيه، ميحليش
أنا الحجر اللي مهما تبني بيه، ميكفيش
أنا البحر اللي مهما تشرب منه، ميرويش
أنا هدوء الدوشة
أنا سكون الزحمة
أنا إزدواج غير عقلاني
أنا كائن تافهه، الشهوة اللي سيقاني
أنا أول نقطة مطر، وآخر بوء شاي
أنا جاهل، نائب البرلمان، قولي ازاي
أنا.. نعل الجزمة اللي اتهرى من غباوة النظام
أنا الديك اللي باض، وأنا الثور اللي اتحلب
القانون اللي اتركن، والدستور اللي إتكتب
أنا القاضي والمحامي، المتهم والقتيل
أنا الراجل اللي بشنب، بالل نفسه على السرير
يا رئيس الجمهورية، سلطتك منتهية
أنا كارتك اللي إتحرق وأنا ريحتك اللي فاحت
وأنا اللي كنت زيك فاسد لما كنت ساكت
أنا الشحات، العدمان، الفقران، الشمتان
أنا الزاهد الكادح العالم السارح
أنا اللامبالاه، مادة الدنيا والحياة
أنا الإستبداد، حب التملك والهوى
أنا ماضيك المريض، مستقبلك اللي اتهان
أنا المصطلح الجديد اللي إتعلمته عشان تبان
أنا اللي قتلت عشان أعيش يوم ميتقالك مفيش
أنا العامل اللي جاع
أنا الوقت اقوى سلاح
أنا العبد اللي أستحل، أستغل، بالتالي فل
أنا الضمير، أنا العيون، أنا المُقيد المغلول
أنا الشعب، أنا حواري النظام، أنا الرأسمالية
أنا الشيوعي اللي جيوبه متدفية
أنا الإستقرار
يسقط الإستقرار، أنا الحوار والسلام
أنا وهم الرأى الأمثل
أنا منظومة الكبت والإعدام
أنا الواو فى أمن الدولة، حرف الجيم فى التعتيم
وأنا الدال على النور بالرغم من جهلي بيه
أنا العدم
أنا الفضاء
أنا أهم وأصغر فصل فى الرواية
أنا بداية النهاية
أنا الشباك اللي اتقفل
أنا نكتة بايخة بيتضّحك عليها بملل
أنا قانون الطوارىء وثواني حظر التجوال
أنا واقع عالم إنفتاح الإنحلال
أنا السياسة الشرعية
أنا تقي الدين أحمد بن تيمية
أنا الفراغ وتعدد الهوية
كلب من كلاب الحزب الحاكم المغلوب
أنا مش فرن العيش، أنا الدقيق المضروب
أنا ساعة التسلية
أنا الإلهاء
وأنا القبر اللي بيتحرق لما يعلن إكتفاء
أنا العالم الجديد
أنا الدهب.. الأرخص من الحديد
أنا اللي بيقولك الفقير فقير بضعفه
وأنا اللي مفهمك إن القوي يستحيل تستغنى عنه
أنا إبتسامتك.. ابتسامة خوف بدون صوت
أنا إحساسك بالأمان لحظة قبل الموت
أنا السر، أنا العادة
أنا مش فنجان القهوة السادة
أنا السكر اللي مهما تزود فيه، ميحليش
أنا الحجر اللي مهما تبنى بيه، ميكفيش
وأنا التوب اللي مهما تشدي وتنزلي فيه، ميغطيش
أنا صفحات العاصي فى كتابه اللي مخبيه
أنا ابن الشيطان اللي مقويه
أنا الحبر اللي خلص، وأنا الريق اللي نشف
أنا الصبر اللي زال، وأنا البدن اللي ضعف
أنا.. أضواء شوارع القاهرة، جذابة ساهرة، ساحرة.. كاذبة
أصل أنا الليل اللي مفنجل، مش عيون الناس اللي بتنام زي ضميرك
أنا مش موجود بس وجودي ليه مكان
أنا العدم
أنا الفضاء
أنا العزل والإحتواء
أنا مش فكرة حلوة
أنا الكابوس
أنا الابتلاء
أنا الابتلاء
أنا الابتلاء
أنا الابتلاء
أنا الابتلاء
بكره بكدب، بظلم بعبد، باخد بعدم، بندم وأسجد
أنا الموت
في أعماق التراب كان يسمع و يرى
وهذه المرة، لم ينزلق الى قبر الغرور الذي إنزلق اليه
لم يخرج بتفسير مألووف بأنه حبيب الله المختار إنما
إعترف بينه و بين نفسه بجهله
من هذه الدنيا لا أدري شيئاً
من هذه الدنيا لا أدري شيئاً
من هذه الدنيا لا أدري شيئاً