What kind of a deer forgets to wish her childhood friend Maya a Happy Birthday, even when the latter has been on her mind since the start of the month? Being busy is no excuse, not even for wild animals. Happy three-day belated Birthday dearest Maya!!! Enjoy your family reunion!! Bambi loves you beyond words ❤️. She thanks you for always enriching her blog with your insights, even when you are busy :). Here are two songs for you, thanks to the anonymous person posting the first and to the Mr. Hisham El Hajj for his superb joyful song “Yalla Nifrah” [“Let’s Rejoice” or “Let’s Celebrate“].
In the picture below, you see Iranian women dancing in the street and throwing their “forced” hijab into the fire. Is there any need for more words in this post that speaks for itself? Is there anything more dignified in life than freedom? In this case, it is the freedom of women to be observant or not. Respect for ALL, regardless…
Bambi would like to thank her friend Rose for attracting her attention to what is happening in Iran right now in relation to the unacceptable tragedy of Ms. Masha Amini, as per the older post shown below. As a reminder, she has been beaten to death by the “Morality Police” for not wearing her hijab (or headscarf) properly. Can you imagine? May her memory be eternal and may God comfort her parents.
Is history repeating itself again in Iran? Yes, according to Ms. Amna Nawaz who was interviewed by Ms. Judy Woodruff from PBS News Hour. As she explained VERY well, it is all about the freedom of choice of wearing the hijab or not. Sadly, this freedom is no longer the case in Iran as it is in Canada or in other Muslim or Arab countries, including Lebanon.
From this excellent interview, Bambi learned the following: Protests erupted in Iran following the death of Ms Amini for violating the imposed dress code. A courageous Iranian actress, called Ms. Katayoun Riahi, who removed her hijab in protest, expressed what is happening in her beautiful country, which is sadly “turned into a large prison”, by the Islamist regime with these powerful words: “People are no longer fearful of prison because Iran has become a prison itself“.
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Earlier post about the Iranian tragedy of Ms. Masha Amini, 22 year-old:
When Bambi first arrived to Québec, about 32 years ago, there was a funny French-Canadian joke circulating at her CEGEP (or college): “How many seasons are there in Canada“? Answer: “There are two of them: this winter and the past one“. Although funny or scary, especially for new immigrants from warmer countries (even if Lebanon has snowy mountains), this joke is of course untrue. Indeed, Canadians are blessed to have four fabulous seasons, including a magical North American fall.
Yes, the fall is absolutely charming in our country. She does not know about you, but Bambi loves it so much. Mind you, she is still under the charm of the winter too. If she may, she would like to wish you all a smooth transition of seasons now. She will do so by offering you a French song she adores. It celebrates Canada’s beautiful fall season. Some of you may guess that it is Mr. Joe Dassin’s “L’été indien“.
May your memory be eternal, Mr. Dassin. Thank you for all your beautiful songs, including this one!
Bambi would like to begin by thanking Brittany for generously sharing this wonderful picture of a sunrise in our beautiful New Brunswick!
A magical sunrise moment in New Brunswick, Canada. A picture taken by Brittany
A new dawn. A new day. A new hope.
As readers of this post, may your day be simply good to you/your loved ones. May it be as good as you would like it to be. By good, Bambi simply means making the best out of it. Hopefully even fully enjoying it or simply living it until its end, ideally after moments of true pleasure, despite any hassle.
To conclude this brief post on a positive musical note, first thanks again dear Brittany. Here is a melody for you, and by extension to all the readers of this post, that Bambi has posted on her blog in the past. It is about “the sun of the feastthat will shine tomorow“; thanks to Mr. Marwan Khoury for his beautiful interpretation of the late and great Sabah’s famous Lebanese song. May the sun of joy as well as hope always shine in our hearts and especially eyes, particularly on cloudy, rainy, snowy or… tough days, regardless of any weather forecast!
If she may, Bambi would like to echo the words of Ms. Jody Wilson-Raybould:
In a world with increased mediocrity and lack of principles, it was somehow reassuring to have a world public figure with an inspiring sense of duty like Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II.
If only for the above, thank you Your Majesty. May your memory be eternal. If Bambi has a wish for you today, it is to be eternally reunited with the love of your life, your late spouse Prince Philip.
Again if she may, Bambi will end this brief post by offering Your Majesty the Our Father prayer in Aramaic (Jesus’ language). It is beautifully interpreted by Ms. Majida El Roumi from Lebanon.
Sadly, the world of music lost you, Mr. Rachid Taha, on September 12, 2018. You were born 59 years earlier in the month of September as well, precisely like today, that is at the very end of the summer. May your memory be eternal and many thanks for having existed (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rachid_Taha).
To honour your memory, Bambi would like to post your own beautiful song Ya Rayeh [Hey Migrant, where are you travelling?]. It is sub-titled in English for the readers’ convenience. Mind you, it is for Bambi’s own convenience as well since it is quite hard for her to understand your nice Algerian-Arabic dialect (just a few words here and there). If she may, she will also conclude this brief musical post with Fairouz’ song on the last days of the summer, as a tribute to the timing of your birthday. Thank you for your talent!
Bambi’s heart goes to your parents, Ms. Masha Amini. She cannot imagine one single drop of the ocean of their sorrow and/or anger.
For those who do not know it, in NB, a few weeks ago, a cartoonist from l‘Acadie Nouvelle denounced the awful practices of the Talibans against women through his art. He was accused by some of Islamophobia toward Muslim women.
Of what can we accuse the Iranian regime’s “morality police“?
Today is September 17, 2022. It seems that is National Dance Day in the United States. Well, what a lovely coincidence as this post is about the Mayyas Lebanese female dancers who won America Got Talent!!
Today, they returned to Beirut and they were officially welcomed at the airport with 36 bouquet of flowers, one for each dancer, Bambi just learned from her parents. Wow!
Before sharing the video of their final performance that made them win the first place (coming with US$1 million!), Bambi would like to thank all the readers from as close as a nearby street in Sackville, NB, to as far as Beirut, Lebanon (and through at least 3 different Canadian provinces and the USA) for informing her of all the latest steps of their success: voting process, voting results, confirmation of their victory, etc.
Of course, art is art regardless of who is performing it. Talent is universal. This time America’s Got Talent happened to be made in Lebanon. Bravo to this incredibly talented team!!!
Let’s also not forget about the conditions they practice in with an increasingly limited quality of life in bankrupt Lebanon (e.g., power outages, water outages, hyperinflation, gas crisis, bread crisis, healthcare crisis, etc…).
To conclude this post, following their performance, Mr. Ramy Ayyash’s wonderful Mabrouk [or Congrats] song is a must today. These inspiring dancers, their choreographer, and supporters deserve it BIG TIME! Bambi wishes the Mayyas dancers continuous success in their career. She thanks them for offering their fellow citizens and all of us hope along with magic!
Bambi would have loved to devote today’s post to Mayyas, the inspiring dancers who make Lebanon so proud! They won America Got Talent two days ago. Count on Bambi for a post of congratulations, of course with the “Mabrouk “song :)! This being said, for now she will focus on dramatic surreal economic updates from Lebanon :(.
Bambi learned this afternoon that the Lebanese banks will close for three days. Open or closed? Will it make any difference for the depositors who already cannot have access to their own savings since October 17, 2019? Likely not. However, perhaps this closure would protect bank employees from extra stressors or, may God forbid, real danger. So far no one has been injured in any of the incidents with depositors storming their own banks to ask for their OWN money.
How could they be injured with toy weapons? Some have been toys. Some real weapons. All they are demanding is their savings, as explained in this France24 English article and brief video news (https://bit.ly/3QYrDqU). An earlier post of this blog, shown further below, was about a woman who stormed her bank to get her own savings so her sister can be treated for cancer.
Of course, it is not the fault of bank employees. Bambi has friends and relatives working at banks and she wants to know they are safe and sound too. She also wants to know their citizen rights are protected like the entire population of their country.
So who’s is responsible of this fiasco then? It is most likely the responsibility of the Lebanese “irresponsible” political elite with maybe key figures of the central bank, etc. The official Lebanon did not do any financial reform still for the past three years since the crash of the banking sector (i.e. Ponzi scheme). So how can the International Monetary Fund (IMF) or World Bank trust Lebanon then in order to help it get out of its financial hell, Bambi keeps wondering?
To conclude this post, is it fair to say that no one is working to solve Lebanon’s economic disaster? Are some decision-makers working behind the scenes and people do not know about it? Or no one is taking his/her responsibility still? Are they in a public state of collective coma when it comes to responsible governance? Or are they protecting their own financial interests and indifferent to people’s suffering? What is happening in tiny bankrupt yet dignified Lebanon? What will happen next? So many questions, but no answers… yet.
