Here's how overthrow a dictatorship (Egypt and the Revolution). Once
Friday, February 11, 2011
What Is The Name For Painful Periods
"Revolutions do not explode when things go wrong, but when people believe that a short while he is better off and when one gets the impression that something is wrong, when the governed are fed and the leaders no longer believe in their own ideology, and especially when there is a reason to fight "
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Dietrich Schwanitz -
What of Egypt
was magical, as magical as it was days before The Jasmine Revolution in Tunisia was a rumor that day became a rallying cry, the magical effect butterfly tucked tirelessly and for days that lasted days, dreams of a nation tired of waiting. The Tahrir square you lived up to its name and all the time guarding the freedom of those who rebelled against the curfew that never was. There will be martyrs to be remembered, voices that were silent to hear her cry no more, different religions, different political views perhaps, but one thing in common: to overthrow the dictator. The Egyptian nation has awakened and her legacy will remain as constant resistance and mostly peaceful. The anger of a people no longer wanted to live with such oppression and lies. Egypt its leader shouted one last lesson, in a republic the people are the boss . Today was holiday in the Egyptian desert
, today was a day of glory, victory, Revolutions that were won in the best possible way, with tears joy, joyfully waving flags, fireworks thrown in honor of the freedom achieved. And there is a tomorrow to think of a more democratic future, and there will be another day to paint a future for a nation in pain, but not today, today is a day to celebrate what will make history, to perceive with the five senses what others will read tomorrow only in books, so that in future 
"veterans" of
Youth Revolution proud to tell them their children: "Look, this is how a dictatorship is overthrown" .
the end, the lesson was learned: 3 decades, there are governments that can be defeated in only a handful of days. And far sounds like a whisper that elegy  Rafael Amor | sang a tyrant ... any tyrant.
| "Where will you go tyrant, where to go? your hands bloody, where the hide? tyrant Where will you go, where to go? if people find your trail, your plants have kissing. | you hide in bullets, the bullets come and go in the chain
not avail you, I hate you too.
you hide in the shadows, the sun betrays and when you go in the sun, shade and you'll see.
In the dread of mothers will seek shelter, the womb that bore a son, can give birth to another. drop your skinny dogs, without loosening the collar, dog care hungry bites and do not want taking the start. you hide in the flower, in the quiet cornfield, the flower will die of grief, the wheat is shaken. men I find bitter the taste of bread when the children take cost them their dignity. night You want to escape, what horizon? go where no dawn?, Light on thee and with folded hands, the same in your wickedness at the feet of your people, imploring you will fall. feel her voice inside you says:
have stained their hands with blood of freedom, joy and defoliate tortured by thinking
sow hatred, war and kill for kill,
severing the beauty that could excite, sow hatred, war and kill for kill,
tired of supporting injustice, impotence,
to be meek nothing else.
Only those who are released, they know the freedom,
who have been denying the slave always die.
the smiles on the streets, the new flower and fields of wheat,
all people's voices once again cry peace, peace, peace. "
( "Elegy to a tyrant" - Rafael Amor )
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