Nafris welcome you
by Saboon Fnord
It is the beginning of the century and the world just woke up from a terrifying financial crisis which blew away entire economies.
Extreme populist right wings are taking over governments one by one, with the support of the forgotten middle class. Extreme left wings proved at-the-best pragmatic, at-the-worst too far fetched.
Revolutions took places and people rose against their repressive regimes. The latter ones lost foot with their people and got very fat.
The war refugees, the economic refugees, the minorities who look a bit exotic get, day-by-day, a bit more blamed by the locals, for a marasma that the new comers have nothing to with.
I could go on and on, but I fear that what I was describing was not 2017; but rather 1932 in Europe and elsewhere.
In my attempt to be a logical person, I try to not care much about unguided politics.
The one which runs on getting the biggest number of voters, in the shortest period of time, in any specific area. It tends to be extensively centralized and easily corruptible by lobbies and “affairistes”.
When democracy tends indefinitely, and with no limit, to plutocracy.
I care more about history, because it allows the ones who take it from a critical angle, to perceive patterns at best, to avoid mistakes at worst. What I understood from human history makes me nervous about these lines.
To further more the analogy with post WWI world, I would like to adventure myself in the racial analogies, and maybe try to get the best of what was done, and identify what was not done then.
After all, we have in our hands an incredible tool. Internet. Or internets.
Internet tends to act like a bridge between people. The globalization, that connected computers allow, makes the language barrier a slightly easier hurdle to pass by. Among many other technical improvements.
The question is as it is:
Would the Shoah have happened if there was internet at that time?
We will never know the answer, but let´s assume that we would like to avoid to know, and implement preventively the – then missing – bridges, that could have existed.
One would wonder why prevent such a thing from happening again, when the world agreed that such horrifying things are not acceptable.
My immediate answer would be: Why not?
My second answer would be that the human behavior is not a linear function that has predictable patterns.
Humanity It is not self-conscious in the existential sense.
In other words, we are capable of damaging the very environment around us, and then minimize through denial our impact once we totally screwed, sometimes irrevocably, the ecological balance. There is one, and we fucked it up, and we are still at the work.
Collecting weapons that can destroy their original holders, or self-destructive capabilities are also paradoxically, the privilege of the richest.
Fighting each other for strategic natural resources, trade, holy lands and warm winter escapades as colonies is still a thing. We can even start a war to make a corporation earn money these days.
Now despite all of these reasons, in the case of war, we all know that some of the things that might happen is that we decide to eliminate a whole population on the basis of the color of their hair, their ethnicity, religion or all of them.
I would like to maybe plead that this population is NOT responsible for the financial crisis, the war in their own home countries, or the bombs they themselves suffer from. Let´s drink to another one, the WAR on drugs (a.k.a the WAR on plants).
As long as wars can be declared, Shoah can happen again. In my opinion. The victim might be anyone who looks different from someone else, virtually.
Maybe this time it will be even more efficient. Without being cynical, ways of killing people efficiently have also improved continuously, since the 40s, of 19 hundred.
Political and war refugees. From the East seeking shelter from the ones who throw the bombs and buy the oil and the drugs.
Economical refugees coming from the South. The SOUTH. Who leaves the south? It´s not the far South. It is literally heaven two hours away by plane…
If not for a really good reason. Heaven looks like shit now. We are trapped in the an ideal post-colonial scenario, politically unsolvable.
By the way we are Nafris. We have a name now.
I don´t put blame on any of the parties. I am very biased but I enjoy having known the Germans and I will always do. The ones I know and knew at least.
Apparently I am a Nafri, and I think it doesn´t make me sad or happy, yet.
I take this word not as an insult, but as a responsibility.
You might not have known it, but North Africans hold close to their heart their association with Africa. Maybe more than with the middle East. TK link to salt of the mediterranean sea.
Afriqya was the first name that now-Tunisia has. Populations in Algeria, Morocco, Lybia and much more less in Tunisia, always refused to speak Arabic. Considered as the invader´s language.
Nafri sounds like a bad word. It even has a word which rhymes in Tunisian. Zoufri rhymes with Nafri. Zoufri means Bad boy, or thug. Yeah.
Now to soften a bit our hearts let´s think back of our actual world. The cyber one. The one where we share our thoughts, without caring about the “where”. It is everywhere.
Practical example, a hard one:
We are living in a world where the whole people were formatted to believe that Arabs and Jews have always hated, killed, and despised each other. It is a fallacy. The jews who were living in North Africa always enjoyed it. Until they did not.
They stopped very soon after French colonizers came to North Africa, the English ones to the Middle East. Africa was split.
Now that we know that we can find ways to easily connect people, why wouldn´t we, we the people of internet, actually do it?
My relationship with Berlin made me like electronic music analogies. But honestly, what would stop an Israeli and a Palestinian/Lebanese/Egyptian DJ (pick one) to play Back to Back together. Weekly?
What is stopping that? Passports? Plus they all speak English.
On a larger scale. What politics could not do now is to regulate the unregulatable. And what politicians never can shut down is, Internet.
Nobody can really shut down a weekly virtual Middle Eastern B2Bs DJ set. Like nobody can shut down emails that see no borders.
It is incredible to know that getting to know the “other” is always two clicks away (on Google or Duck Duck Go) from ignorance.
In Germany, where lessons for Arabic language are full. Getting active about understanding the world around us. The Germanic culture is full of social and societal best practices. Easily reproducible and fast to implement.
On the opposite side of the table, German classes are also full. Everywhere in the world.
I am biased, but we are getting to what might be a trans-cultural Nash equilibrium.
To get back to our new brand, Nafris. I don´t blame the ones who started the name.
I also I do not blame my people. They are enduring what I can´t stand for few days. A whole society maintained hostage of corrupted rulers, shady deals, obvious corruptions, and continuous police control.
No wonder everybody wants to leave. For the good or the bad reasons. TK.
In a very volatile environment nobody looks around and oversees foreign misconducts. In a fucked up environment like the actual one, all kicks are allowed, everywhere.
In such mess, policy makers are overwhelmed. Reformers and builders will be people who understand computers. These are the ones who can build the bridges.
The ones who understood what went wrong in the previous century, and thought of a way to prevent it, through technology and science, might be the ones I would like to follow.
I blame these ones. And the rulers and the policy makers. In Tunisia I blame them for their absence. Or harmful passivity.
If these minds open up and start linking the dots, Internet would make sure the message comes securely and quickly. Everything starts with an email from someone to someone, I guess.
If you ever build a bridge, Tunisia is a gate. Even geographically it makes sense for most of the cases. I reckon my bias here.
Historically, Romans used this gate, Tunisia, to invade the African continent and stretch their empire. They destroyed Carthage, and renamed it Afriqya. The whole continent bears this name.
Culturally, Nafris if they come, they will bring warm stories and meals. Hip hop and folk music. A revolutionary spirit and some buried sadness. There is a reason why the jews from North Africa hold tight to their hearts the souvenir and idea of their old homelands. It is not speculation to say so.
If you ever decide to go, you will be well received. Nafris are a mix of Southern Italians with some French Savoir-vivre, who behave like Southern Spanish, and speak like Turkish. You know, Mediterraneans.
Maybe one day, I will take some time so summarize what is done beyond the sea. A la tourtistic brochure.
Meanwhile, Nafris welcome you.