abufares' net
So I got myself a net. www.abufares.net is the new domain of my blog. No longer do I have to sneak behind proxies to reply to comments. But more significantly, readers in Syria who wish to honor me by visiting my blog do not need to go out of their way to do so anymore.
Although having my own unique URL is more prestigious I can’t promise any improvement in quality. I will continue to write about Tartous and beautiful women. Every once in a while I will post a recipe that is arguably threatening to national security. I will elaborate in tedious details about the bounties of Syria and praise Arak and our delight of being alive, despite all.
I will fiercely defend my homeland against domestic and foreign foes while insisting that our public toilets stink and are a shame to modern and ancient civilizations. I will lament the fallen trees, the lost traditions and our battered personal liberties. I will continue my private vendetta against social and theological tyranny and hearten the younger generation not to succumb to fear or guilt.
I am neither an intellectual emissary nor a street visionary. I am a common man from Tartous who found a way to break his silence.
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good luck
In the blog sphere for the last two years, you stand out as an example for how to have a voice and how to send it out. It is that combination of unique personal and national entwine. At least you have the gut to call the idiot an idiot in his face. I might be exaggerating but it is nice to recall this quote for Robert Kennedy:
“Each time a man stands for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.”
Congrats abufares.
how come girls don't write similar stuff to me.
they either call me Ammo or show me their respect, bla bla bla...
unfortunately, the only blatant offer i have received so far is from a GUY???!!!
3a2bal Ma Nifrah Biki (not in the Egyptian meaning since I've learned that it connotes a negative intention. I mean Nifrah With You:-)
Thank you Saint for your continuous and unbending support. I feel privileged to know that my words are echoing correctly all the way across the ocean.
Come again...
Ya3eesh, Ya3eesh, Ya3eesh!
Always a pleasure to read you, Abu Fares (definitely not Ammo but I do respect you), whatever the topic! You're my first stop whenever I have the urge to read. I actually use your Sisters and Brothers in Arms links to move on to the next blogs (lazy bum that I am, I suck at adding links to my favorites). I'm your blog parasite :))
Not a Ammo but respect again...
My eternal dilemma ;-)
You made my day with your last comment. However, I feel very much cheated. You mean to tell me that I should've kept my foot on the gas pedal when all these women eventually told me that they respect me. Damn, every time I heard that phrase I used to slam on the brakes!
What do you know...
But now that you know, revel in the respect showered on you!
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Abufares KEEP GOING
Lak Ahlan Bi Abu Halab Al Habib
I too enjoy your company and would love to get the chance to meet you one day.
When you hook your next fish, have a cold beer for me.
I am thinking of changing a few (significant) things as well ... too many things happened lately.
I don't know as I'm very well placed to comment on many Syrian issues. But as for Syrian public toilets... I'm yet to find any public toilets really worthy of praise anywhere in the world. I've been in some mind-bogglingly filthy ones in London, Athens, Tokyo, Naples, Sydney, etc, etc... Please do keep standing up for liberty, but really, Syrian toilets just aren't that bad in the scheme of things ;-)
Oh, and your reply to Rime made me laugh a lot. I'm actually quite taken by 'Arrivaling' too!
Looking forward hearing about your changes ;-)
thanks dear friend!
public toilets... what a subject! the first to bring them back to attention was KJ in one of his latest posts. but i assume sean that you haven't had the misfortune of using a public toilet, in a gas station in syria, yet.
we'll talk about it then, if you still have anything to say :-)
you did not answear all my Q at Flickr ;- photos or dont you want anyone to know the name of your lovely beaches :-)
i think i have to change my blog to because i cant post anything from were i live, i have to go to an internet cafe everytime i want to write.
My hat is off to you.
Wonderful to have you on cyberspace for good!
thank you for your visit. i always look forward reading your excellent posts.
I replied to your inquiries on flickr and told you about the beaches and other questions.
Ciao
Thank you for your comment. Not only for the great words of encouragement but for letting me discover your deliciously yummy blog.
ah, the mysterious lady turned out to be you (which made your comment all the more exciting and naughtily promising). I would shut my mouth for good if ...
but that's another story :-)
sorry that i dont comment your posts at your blog its because i have forgot to write english but i understand what you write :-)
and i cant write arabic only talk.
I guess I can say I respected you very much way back... Hum...
I respect you, like you and think you are a great man NOW TOO.
Take care, your friend
w.b. yetas
The biggest reward of the comment section is that it gives one the chance to learn about the blogs of others.
Yours is a delight to read and to visit again and again.
Thank you for the discovery.
You're always welcome. I perfectly understand your English. It's much better than my Swedish:-)
By killing the mystery, you created the fantasy...
Our mutual respect was and still is very much different. It's that mixture of mature and sedated "friendship" and the once "wild" beyond.
I wrote toward the end: "...and hearten the younger generation not to succumb to fear or guilt."
Fear, per say, is an understandable emotion. There are things out there, despite our best efforts, which can scare us. However, guilt is a despicable, overpowering and uncalled for emotion especially when brought about by some supposedly "supernatural" power.
A young man/woman can run away from their fear, but from their guilt... certainly never.
I was kinda thrilled when I saw an Abu Fares entry on the CS website a while ago. (is it yours?) I don't know... I am not buying all this "i am not into politics" talk. No one can be sccuessful with women without being good at politics.
I am not sure I like Wassim's pick-up line, however, if you were a woman I'd certainly love to sleep with you!
It seems that as I get older I'm attracting the wrong crowd to sleep with me. Well more precisely the wrong gender.
I'll pass on this one DJ but if you really feel kinky may be I can introduce you to someone... hAhAhAhA (wicked laugh) :-))))
So in short you are either "da'e'" or "mna'ef"!
on a bit more serious note: I'd say you are definitely attracting the right crowd. But it so happens that those who are bold enough to voice their malicious admiration are the wrong ones!
Exactly. I passed as in Trix and Poker
If what you're saying in your more serious note is true then I must find a way to reap the dormant potential :-)
I am not a girl
I am WOMAN hear me roar
I am so happy for every moment of every post of yours.
Viva La AbuFares.
I make you LOL
I make you a roaring woman
I make you happy
This should amount to something if we ever meet ;-)
Heck, even your blog address on my google reader has switched to the new one automatically. Now if you can pull off such deft moves in computers, you surely are skillful with women!
Let me tell you a little secret Apprentice DJ.
Move like water... that is follow the way of least resistance, with women and with computers (among others).
My lesson today is about computers.
1- Go to your blogger dashboard
2- Click on Settings
3- Click on Publishing
4- In advanced settings indicate that you want your own domain
5- Follow the steps to purchase (through Blogger your new domain name, ...etc.)
6- Pay what they ask you to pay.
7- Blogger will do the everything for you.
Now, I'm going to be a nice guy and help you out further in your pursuit of happiness. Follow the exact steps with women.
1- Look into the woman's dashboard, I mean eyes (don't get nasty yet, you thought dashboard is 25 cm below).
2- Ask her if she can help you out because you're lost (never lose eye contact).
3- Tell her you're looking for a good bookstore.
4- Express your interest in wanting to better understand women (memorize beforehand a few important female authors' names).
5- Follow her lead by nodding and looking lost and mesmerized in the depth of her eyes.
6- PAY whatever it takes to keep her (i.e lunch, dinner, movies, appropriate gifts, ...etc.)
7- She will do the everything for you AND I mean EVERYTHING.
Last time I saw an attractive chick smiling at me, I mustered my courage and walked up to her and said: “why don’t we go to my place and do the things I am going to tell everyone we did anyway??!”
Next thing I knew the remnant of her Gen Tonic was all over my poor linen shirt (already soggy with sweat).
thank you.
It takes 2 to play a stupid game of ping-pong. We block some, they block the rest. Luckily for me it seems that i've somehow slipped through:-)
Its gonna take a hell of a lot more than that to get a REAL woman.
But a good meal, cooked by you and some music should get that ball rolling just fine.
DJ wasn't asking about a REAL woman.
You know what I mean...
He needs to invest in a pump I think.