Today, in commemoration of the 9/11 attacks, my university had planned to observe a minute silence outside the university building. But what was intended as a respectful ceremony to pay homage to the victims seemed to have turned into spectacle of festivities. From students dancing dabkeh to the songs of Omar Al Abdallat on car speakers to the loud and sudden chants of ya3eesh jalalat il malak il mo3atham (long live his majesty the king).
Now I have nothing against pledging allegiance to your country, heck I listen to the same songs on Mohammad il Wakeel’s show in the car whenever I have early classes (better than coffee to wake you up… well, almost.) But I wonder if this public display of chants and patriotic slogans is genuine, or is it just another show for us to sing and shout at? I wonder if the same people wearing their hattas oh so proudly wouldn’t toss it away in the blink of an eye for a chance to move to the US let’s say. I’m not one to judge here, but I think there’s more to patriotism than chants and songs.
It bugged me how a sad memory was made into a parade.