I am afraid to make fun of the situation, and petrified at the thought that I might enter the first stage of grief, which is denial, and end up kissing and compromising.

A socialist barber ? Hello Thalia, well in my blog, I was kind of mocking those who tend to place themselves and more than that, they place others in specific frames and judge their writings, based on those frames.

I am afraid to ridicule this shameless occupation. I am afraid, because the Palestinians once ridiculed what they thought was the concept of a nation which could not be implemented on their land, and because Iranian rebels once laughed at the notion that a theological state could gobble up their revolution.