Hi, I am Michael. I live in beautiful Norway in the meantime. Casper was my nick name when I served as a volunteer in the Red Cross society/first aid teams. I am still so friendly, and that is my fortune. Please feel free to ask me anything you like to.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
And Wafaa wrote
Monday, October 18, 2010
And Lamiss wrote
Childhood is a package of morals- twisted or straight. Religious education and stories, school education, self esteem studies, complex psychological growth full of hesitation, opinion and decision, suppression, etc…all lead to form what we call character. During youth, such elements are put into action and are enhanced with time; in addition, swinging confidence enriches lacking the ability to decide or being afraid of stepping further, as if one does not have the right to. And who the hell decides what my rights are? My society, my family, who?
Now as a grown up, I-with widely open eyes- raise a lot of questions in a new society and culture in an attempt to find myself.
As for the society, it is titled by: “keep your morals to portrait and seek the power to keep on growing”. This what makes one respected. The power is the scale. By default, I love knowledge and studying. To people and society, this is the power even though my scale is morals. With a childhood package as mine, I still can’t decide. I feel I have to do what they want before doing what I want. So with my passion to knowledge, I find myself connecting both: using my educational status and family pushes to what they want, to finally build my shield and achieve my own goals.
Eventually, everything seems to work in harmony, even though it may take a life time. It turns out that things always happen for a good reason and what is impossible in the present become definite in the future.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Another facebook episode

It’s some hours before lunch, she has just woken up. The kettle is speeding up the electricity meter and the cigarette is glowing. She adds some of her “First Price”* coffee in the mug and let the boiling water force the powder to change its mood. (I don’t have anything against First Price products; on the contrary, they have a good variety there).
“Gosh, I am stressed, I haven’t been on facebook for hours now and I am definitely missing a lot”.
Her careless soul and big bum give the chair a hard time and she thanks Bill Gates for making her life easier. Gates is cool, but he is not as popular as Zuckerberg. Mark is the man. Facebook is the new heaven.
Her best friend has made a strong statement on her wall, so our friend pushes the like button before she even reads and then she adds:
“I am proud of myself, getting on well with my diet”
“Congrats (like)”
“I ate a whole pizza with whole wheat bun, rich toppings and a glass of DIET coke”
“Good on ya, I should start mine soon” our friend replies and keep in mind that all is happening on the public wall.
“You’ll manage, I think. What are your plans for the weekend?”
“Big ones, getting drunk”
“Like”
It might sound shallow to read such a story, but it is an example of what many who are doing nothing other than infecting the way we now communicate. It is unfair to generalize; however, the majority thinks that mainstream is the solution.
There are ways in posting comments and updating the status on facebook. It is cooler if we achieve that by using iPhones and the fruit of that is proudly shown”sent via facebook for iPhone”. The other fact is having more that 500 friends and we communicate with only few of them. We meet someone on the net, in a pub, on the bus or in bed and we become facebook buddies.
Facebook has turned the communication situation upside down. We can’t ignore the fact that it is a platform where we express many of our frustrations, support, love and hate, but some are turning it to a measurement for our faith like “press like if you like Jesus” or ”join the group if you are an atheist” etc. If you are not a member of this giant network then you are doomed.
Nevertheless, doesn’t the “like” button govern no matter how bad things are? It reminds us of the “red green coalition “that’s been ruling
I have had that love/hate relationship to facebook. I admire it and I hate it. To commit a social suicide by deactivating the account could be a solution, but I will always remember my really true friends whom I cherish deeply.