Friday, February 11, 2011

Egyptians are Badass

Egyptians are badass; this is just a fact, like gravity, or bananas. The thing is, I don't think they are in actuality more badass than any other population in the world, but they have honed their badassery, whereas ours is latent, as unused as that cookbook you bought with all the fancy recipes that you WILL try out someday. For the past 18 days Egyptians have been using that cookbook, and they've made a veritable banquet of revolutionary ass-kicking.
I have to admit that when this whole thing first started I didn't think it would get as far as it has. Egypt has had plenty of protests throughout the 30 year regime of ex-president Mubarak, and none of them had lasted very long, or achieved very much. Maybe I was alone in that opinion, but seeing the reactions change as it became more and more apparent that these people were not going anywhere until they got what they wanted makes me think I probably wasn't.
What the Egyptians have achieved here can only be described as amazing. Or badass, to go back to my first point. They have true freedom for the first time in a generation. Not only that, but they have proved to the world that things can be changed. You can stand against that dictator, or protest that illegal war, and you can change things for the better. You CAN make those fancy recipes, at least one anyway, and really, you only need one for when you want to impress people, because let's face it there's no way you're spending three hours in the kitchen to make one meal when you could just pop something in the microwave.
You may think my cooking metaphors are pointless, but you'd be wrong. They are extremely important in shedding light on the fact that I am exceedingly hungry. I will, of course, be microwaving something to eat, but if I wanted to I could definitely pick up that cookbook and make something fancy, because Egypt has shown me the way.
I won't though, because I'm lazy. And also my microwave isn't a corrupt leader intent on suppressing me and taking away my freedom.