The Age of Neo-Illiteracy

Dr. Pamela Chrabieh
Dr. Pamela Chrabieh
2013, Lebanon

Quantitative studies can be boring, and often are misleading. However, I always use statistics to define the level of my university classrooms in Lebanon. Recurrent questions I ask concern reading. Strange how in few years, the average percentage of readers in three different private universities drastically dropped: 40% in 2007… 1% in 2013. In fact, these are alarming numbers!

I have been an avid reader since my childhood and to this date, my house and work desk have been overflowing with books. I have been enjoying reading online articles too – digital literature can play an important role in building core literacy skills. As I see it, ‘not reading’ on a daily basis is just inconceivable, but most university students here would not agree with me. Indeed, reading seems for many a “luxurious futile activity” or a “geek identity marker” i.e. reading is not cool ! Spending free time in cafeterias, socializing, uploading pictures and ‘doing nothing’ are THE COOL THINGS TO DO!

This reluctance to read thus seems ‘social’. However, there are many other causes… I would argue that a youth culture that shuns reading or what I am defining as “neo-illiteracy” in Lebanon, must be related to:

1- The way literacy (and illiteracy) has been taught in schools, universities and homes.

2- The rapid invasion of electronic devices matching children and teenagers’ interests. 

3- Linking reading to a difficult lifestyle where knowledge is slowly acquired versus Facebook and Twitter where information is fed with small and rapid bites using images, videos and short sentences.

4- Linking reading to stories and guidelines which are not related to nowadays’ youth identities in Lebanon – which do not resonate with who they are, the same way that pop music does for example.

5- The culture of ‘imposing’ a particular knowledge (censored, cleansed) and memorizing it versus encouraging creativity, constructive liberal knowledge and positive criticism.

6- The focus on physical attributes and perfection versus mental/intellectual. Banks offer loans for plastic surgeries, not for expanding one’s library!

7- The non-existence of major cultural and reading clubs and events in universities. University administrators often help students to organize marketing and business oriented events, as well as foam parties and food festivals.

8- The under-developed domain of research and publication in most Lebanese academic institutions, especially in Literature, Philosophy and Human Sciences.

9- The contribution of major media channels to the culture of illiteracy through crappy political TV shows and mindless sitcoms.

etc.

Why is reading important? 

1-      According to the startling finding of a research carried out by the Organization for Economic Co-operation and Development on Education and Reading in England, those who read (and do it with pleasure), demonstrate an intrinsic desire to engage with stories, texts and learning – a predisposition to the sort of lifelong learning that explains increased social mobility, and academic/professional success.

2-      Reading helps explore yourself, the world you live in, the rules of life, and form a better you. Through reading, you structure the path towards a better understanding and better actions to take in the future. When you are reading, you are actually gaining the knowledge and experience of someone. It can faster up your success towards one thing and you don’t need to repeat the same mistakes. “It’s like a mountain of gems for you to discover in books, of people’s success, failure and advices”.

3-      Reading develops imagination and creativity. It develops the mind and language skills. It helps people learn to listen, thus to communicate and focus on what someone else is communicating. It helps also developing a good self-image. Non-readers or poor readers often have low opinions of themselves and their abilities. They feel isolated and tend to ‘give up’ ! (read IDLE no more in Lebanon, by Hermes).

4-      When I lived in Montreal, I used to see young people read in the metro, in libraries and in coffee shops. In fact, they constantly devoured books. There is a correlation between a culture of reading and the evolution of a nation, even if reading is not the sole factor of advancement: Canada is at the top of many world ranking lists; Lebanon holds one of the worst positions.

5-      There is an old saying: “The pen is mightier than the sword”. Ideas written down have changed the destiny of nations for better or worse. The fact of the power of written ideas communicated through reading is a foundational reason why some governments oppose free and honest communication. Illiterate people are easier to control and manipulate. They rely on what they are told and cannot think for themselves.

Last but not least, as Ray Bradbury states: “You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them”…

IDLE NO MORE in Lebanon!

University classrooms are known to be the root of knowledge. University classrooms stimulate the mind, stretch the limits and allow young people to think outside the box, to simply think for themselves. How true is this?

During a class led by Dr. Pamela Chrabieh I occupied an observer’s seat. It was a session of movie screenings and “The Lebanon I Dream Of” and “Ita��s About Time Lebanon ” were on the list. Guys and girls reacted different to these films. Guys were joking throughout the screening, finding anything funny to laugh at, while girls seemed to be taking the subject a bit more seriously. And then came the debate!

So here is my comment about universities, classrooms and education:A�

Unfortunately we cannot teach knowledge. Every generation has stereotypes implanted in them from early age. Our generation has just as many flaws as the ones that preceded us. We talk about change, and all we do is talk. When the time comes and actions matter, we don’t take them to the streets. Instead, we find excuses why we cannot attend a march; work, university, etc. When it comes to politics we still think twice before standing up against our parents. We are born with certain ideas rooted in us and it’s become impossible to shift them. It’s become even impossible to argue against them.

As Nietzche stated: “Convictions are more dangerous foes of truth than lies.” And each one of us is convinced and fixated on a certain idea, a certain opinion and no reason can shake these convictions. We make fun of youngsters who read. We make fun of youngsters who write or are involved in movements that try to make a change in this world. We think they are silly to “try” because we “know” they will fail. We are stuck on “I cannot” and so we don’t even make the effort to try to cultivate some positivity in our future. We don’t see further than our nose and we don’t think further than ourselves; we think that if something could have been done then someone would have done it. It’s always about someone else, never about our own selves. We know how to perfectly draw the line between “us” and “them”.A�

Having some responsibility seems pointless to us. We want change, yes. But, we can’t picture ourselves going for it. We want it spoon fed to us. We talk about elections, votes and choices/options. We talk about what we would like to see, we all agree that we dona��t want our current delegates, and yet we find ourselves saying a�?but there are no other optionsa�?. Herea��s a thought: why not introduce a new person into this game? Why do we wait for someone to give us the solution? Why cana��t we create the solution on our own?

I sat in that classroom and I felt bad for the future thata��s waiting for us, as a society and as individuals. We dona��t have ambitions; we dona��t even have a vision. We mock a director because a�?he says all we do is talk and what he is doing through his film is talking as wella�?. The message of the films was clear as crystal, but it seems that nobody got it. Wea��re still waiting for someone to come and save us. And as we wait, we are idle. And, as Dr. Chrabieh pointed it out; watching someone kill and doing nothing about it is worse than actually holding a gun and taking someonea��s life.

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All-Men Societies? The End of Humanity…

Dr. Pamela Chrabieh
Dr. Pamela Chrabieh
2013, Lebanon

Will there be a sex war in the upcoming years of the 21st century? Has it already started?

When parents are able to choose the sex of their child using in vitro fertilization (IVF) and artificial insemination (AI), and world statistics show that boys are preferred, especially in conservative and highly patriarchal societies – such as most Middle Eastern -, what would be the outcome? Keep in mind that Mother Nature has already tipped the odds a bit in favor of boys in the sex-selection game.

Enormously complicated ethical issues are raised. Allowing parents to determine the sex of their children will inevitably reinforce gender discrimination in society and, if practiced widely, upset the natural balance between men and women in the population and lead to all-men societies!

This is not a science-fiction movie script, nor Leila Abdel-Latif’s vision of the future. When I ask women and men in Lebanon about sex-selection, even young university students, many are amazed such techniques are available, and their first – and often only reactions – are: “At last, we will be able to have boys without trying our grand-mothers’ techniques”; “If only these new techniques were available when my father had three girls and only one boy. Poor guy, he kept on trying hard for years!”; “Boys would ensure our family’s honor and sustainability”; “You have a girl? God will bless you with a boy who will surely ‘complete her’”…

The belief in the power of the masculine versus the feminine isn’t new, neither ‘organic’ sex-selection like girls infanticide. However, Amin Maalouf, famous Lebanese novelist, brilliantly shows in “The First Century after Beatrice” what happens when modern science is placed in the service of ancient prejudices. Never has the Egyptian prayer “May your name live forever and a son be born to you” sounded so chilling – elegantly transformed into a modern parable by Maalouf.

“We are somewhere in the not-too-distant future in the company of a world renowned entomologist. On a visit to Cairo he discovers an unusual use for a certain scarab beetle. When consumed as a powder, the insect enhances virility and guarantees the birth of a son. Initial skepticism about the ‘scarab powder’ turns into suspicion of something deeper when his partner, a high-flying journalist, discovers that it is being sold in India, all over Africa and much of the Third World. Suspicion turns into at obsession when the couple discovers a sharp decline in the birth of girls all over the South. The narrator himself has a strong desire for a daughter. And his young wife eventually rewards him with one: his beloved Beatrice. The couple spends all their time, during the decade after the birth of Beatrice, examining the trends they have accidentally discovered and seeking answers to the frightening questions they pose. Is there real power in the ‘scarab powder’ to immunize women against the birth of girls? Is gender bias the sole preserve of the ‘underdeveloped people of the world’? Is there a conspiracy to depopulate the world?” (Independent.co.uk)

Maalouf’s novel raises several critical issues concerning the nature of modern science and technology and their relations to society’s customs and beliefs; corruption of science and how it perpetuates and confirms ancient prejudices in many cases; the dangers of unbalanced populations; the impossibility of the industrialized North to keep its prosperity and insanity intact while the South plunges into deeper poverty; etc.

The birth of a male is still so important in Middle-Eastern mindset (and even elsewhere), that our future colonization of planets searching for ways to survive will not be able to change gender bias dreadful consequences when paired with efficient technology.

Clearly, sex-selection isn’t a solution to overpopulation and food shortages. And all-men societies will definitely mean the end of humanity. Maalouf’s tale may seem unbelievable, but something of this nature could easily come about…

Will we be able to reverse it?

And will we be able to deconstruct “From one man he made all the nations…” (Acts 17,26)?

Ania Lisewska… "Not in Lebanon!"

Ita��s been on national television for a couple of days now. Shea��s become what everybody talks about: the girl who wants to have sex with a 100 000 men. People dona��t bother to remember her name; shea��s just that girl that is sex crazed. Ania Lisewska.

She is 21 years old, in a long term relationship and she had been planning on travelling the world and bedding a 100 000 men, with the hopes of at least 1 from each major city. The Arab world was on her map. But, many countries denied her access to their territories. A couple of days ago, the news broke out in our surroundings with religious groups starting to protest, and Aniaa��s visit to Lebanon is no longer allowed.

At work, colleagues have been discussing this subject for two days now. Why is she doing this? How does it work? How long would it take? What are the rules? Is she getting paid? How can they be sure that she actually had sex with all 100 000 men? What would happen if she comes to Lebanon? Could she die from all the sex? What if she caught a sexually transmitted disease? What if she got pregnant? All these questions sound legit, but only one question comes to my mind: why is she doing this?

To me, wanting to have fun is not a valid reason to intentionally get yourself screwed, no pun intended. This is a 21 year old girl who claims to be doing this because anybody who is out about their sex life in Poland is labeled as a whore, because sex is a taboo subject, because I assume she wants to break the ice and be the starting point of something. Of what, though? This brings back the days of Femen when theya��d go to extremes to try to get a point across, and sadly enough most of the time the message was blurred by images of topless women. And now, with Aniaa��s adventure, what is the message? And, is it getting across? 100 000 is a huge number, and truth be told, it will have a huge impact on that young girla��s body. What about mentally? In what mental state can such a girl be to want to have sex with a 100 000 strangers and give each one their time, while having a boyfriend?A�

Leta��s leave room for opinions and comments below.

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What is Empowerment and what does Feminism have to do with it?

Empowering Women makes for empowered Men, creating empowered Children, producing empowered Communities and builds empowered Societies.

Empowerment is a concept used extensively in a wide range of applications and human interaction. To understand empowerment, first power dynamics need to be understood, which is an area too intensive for this piece. The basics of power dynamics is that: a) they are always occurring and b) the disempowered individual will naturally seek to empower themselves.

Without maturity, skill, development and understanding of the dynamics in effect, humans seek to ‘take’ power by disempowering others. Without empowerment principles in effect, people seek to feel empowered by disempowering others, which is of course temporary.

From this point exploitation is an essential component of existing within this power dynamic and reducing the amount of time as the ‘disempowered underdog’.

How the principles of empowering individuals is effective, is that they eliminate the need to seek power by taking from and exploiting others, by an individual first using empowering principles, which fosters the empowerment of others and further reduces the need of exploitation in the power dynamic. It is a skill, something which can be learned and applied when required.
Empowerment is essential in the pursuit of self determination, and has become an essential approach for achieving effective outcomes for a diverse range of stakeholders within communities and societies globally. From governments to business, from trade and economics, from therapists and doctors, teachers and students, parents and children – absolutely everyone benefits from using empowerment principles in managing human power dynamics.
But what makes it so effective? To understand why it is so powerful, we must first learn to understand and value what feminism has achieved within our communities and how the empowerment of women impacts the empowerment of men, children and our societies.
“The concept social individuality (Griscom, 1992) makes the feminist dialectics explicit. The woman is an individual within the social reality in which she grows up and develops with the contradictions between her and society. According to this holistic view, the separation between self, others, and community, is artificial, because these three create one another within a single complex whole. The powerlessness of one woman, which changes by means of her activism in collaboration with others in her situation, is a process that empowers the entire community of women”.~ Elisheva Sadan
Empowerment is not something that can necessarily be given to others. It is an opportunity which is accepted by an individual by providing the space for people to be who they essentially are – free from demands and constraints without ever requiring anything of them. It is also about humility and taking the risk of giving others the opportunity of self determination ahead of our own.

It was feminism which bought these principles out of the imagination and into reality within modern history. It is feminism which maintains the essential components of empowering women and the consistent flow on effect within our worlds.

If feminism is not valued and respected within our communities we are devaluing the right of self determination of all members of our societies– including ourselves, regardless of our gender.
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Elisheva Sadan – Chapter 3 – Developing a Theory of Empowerment 
Retrieved August 2013

What is Obscenity?

I am sharing a message i received this morning without mentioning its source:

“Isn’t it obscene to talk about sexuality, i mean mentioning and studying words like ‘vagina’ and ‘phallus’? Do you really need to do it, you feminists? Can’t you just talk about beauty, kids, cooking and shopping like other normal women would do?”

My answer:

First, let me define the word ‘obscene’: ‘repulsive’, ‘abhorrent to morality’, ‘taboo’, etc.

Second, based on the previous definition, what I find truly obscene is the following:

When a man rapes a girl or a woman and the law permits him to ‘wash’ his crime by marrying her.

When domestic violence is perceived as the only way to maintain the unity of the family.

When a small piece of flesh – hymen- is said to hold the ‘honor’ of a family-tribe-community and hundreds of women are murdered every year to ‘protect this honor’.

When thousands of teenagers cheer when a singer gets on stage in Beirut and verbally attack women using words like ‘cunt’, ‘bitch’, ‘whore’, while calling for rape and murder.

When advertising makes dismembered and dead women ‘hot’.

When media channels pump images of sexual exploitation and violence against girls and women.

When Abul al’abed jokes and other Lebanese jokes degrading women make people lough on a daily basis.

When bullying and harassment is seen by many as a proof of ‘manhood’ and ‘good quality testosterone’.

When countless armed groups and militias, murderers and warlords, are moving around freely, remaining unpunished.

When women do not have the right to control their own bodies, nor are trusted to be competent (professionally, morally, politically…) – when they are seen as ‘second class citizens’, ‘objects’ (bita3)!

etc.

Misogyny, sexism, racism, and all sorts of social injustices are OBSCENE!

Third, quoting Noam Chomsky, WAR IS AN OBSCENITY!
“The war is simply an obscenity, a depraved act by weak and miserable men, including all of us who have allowed it to go on and on with endless fury and destruction – all of us who would have remained silent had stability and order been secured”
(American Power and the New Mandarins (1969) )

Pourquoi s'exprimer? Why express oneself?

Question on ne peut plus pertinente que je souhaite poser : pourquoi s’exprimer ?

Est-ce pour revendiquer ? Alors au nom de qui ou de quoi ?

L’expression doit-elle se réduire à une colère ? A un cri de détresse ? Ou doit-elle aller bien plus loin ?

Pour qu’une expression puisse prétendre à une présence sur le domaine public, il faudra qu’elle vise plus qu’une plainte ou une colère ; sinon elle n’a pas lieu d’être.

Cela peut sembler surprenant au premier abord. Mais il suffit d’y penser avec un peu plus de sagacité, pour voir que tout ce qui sort sur le domaine publique pour être débattu, doit avoir comme motivation le bien de la polis, le bien des citoyens et le bien de l’état, i.e. son progrès qui est celui des droits des membres de la société qui le constituent. Toute protestation n’a donc de sens que si elle montre ou cherche à montrer que ce qu’elle revendique mènerait à un meilleur état de droit et de liberté.

Il semble qu’on oublie cela très souvent, et ce des deux côtés – celui du contestataire et du partisan d’un autre avis ou du statu quo.

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We may ask this most relevant question: why express oneself?

Is it to voice demands? And if so in the name of what or whom?

Should such expression be only one of anger? A sign of distress? Or should it go much further?

For the expression of a claim to be present in the public sphere, it should do more than voice demands or show anger; otherwise it should not even exist.

this may seem surprising at first. But it’s enough to think this question over to realise that all that comes out for debate in the public sphere should have as its aime the good of the polis, its citizens and the state, i.e. its progress, which is that of the rights of the society members that constitute. Hence, protest only makes sense when it shows or tries to show that its demands, if met, will lead to better rights and more freedom in a legitimate state.

All sides – the protesters, those who oppose them, and those who favour a status quo – seem to often forget these truths.

Courage…

Dr. Pamela Chrabieh (Red Lips High Heels)

Courage…

It’s this inner voice…

Talking to you every morning while drinking your coffee and wondering about the rest of your day, and every night before sleeping: ‘try again tomorrow’,

Asking you to be patient while driving for hours to your work, stuck in Beirut traffic, noise and air pollution,

Giving you strength to look in the eyes of those who try to oppress you, or others, even if there is a risk of losing your job,

Letting you open your mouth and roar, or be silent and wait for the right moment to open it again,

Helping you to reach a balance between your career and your family, your aspirations-needs and others’,

Whispering words of comfort in sickness, separation, and following the death of loved ones,

Driving you to open your door, understand and respect diversity, be inclusive, cooperative, compassionate, a peace builder in a war zone…, and close it when facing manipulative and controlling behavior,

Love…

Telling you to get up, shake your legs and neurons, even if your expectations are not met, even if you are afraid, angry and depressed…

Perseverance…

Giving you faith in your country, even if you would rather leave it…

Embracing the unknown…

Giving you faith in yourself: you are not a victim, a doormat, a pushover,

Teaching you to honor how you have survived so far and to trust that you have within you all of the resources you need to transform your world…

Resilience…

Courage is about doing things you and others think you cannot do…

Courage is daring to struggle…

Courage is about expanding your mind… your life…

Courage is about trying to be more humane…

Amad & Eva

Davina-Maria Khoury Photography Art Work

Dans ce paradis lointain, paradis des couleurs
Vivait Amad le noir
Entouré d’animaux
Fleurs et fruits tropicaux
Une nature exotique s’y trouvait
Verdure, sur le sol, tapissée
Un soleil jaune, parfois orange
Un ciel bleu où régnaient les anges
Des cascades, des rivières
En été, comme en hiver
Tout était en couleur.
 
 
Apparut en ce jour, entre les buissons
Une femme. Teint blanc. Yeux bleus, cheveux blonds.
Amad l’aperçut
Et par sa beauté fut ému
Il s’approcha pour la voir de près
Elle fut surprise par la présence de l’Etranger.
 
 
Qui es-tu ?
Lui demanda-t-elle, après l’avoir vu
Moi, je suis Eva
Et toi, créature noire, que fais-tu là ?
Blessé par ses mots
Il reste silencieux et regarde vers le haut
Le ciel reflète sa tristesse, son image
Il s’assombrit et apparaissent les nuages
Je suis humain
J’ai des yeux, des mains
Un corps comme le tien
Mais de caractères masculins
Une créature, je ne suis point.
 
 
Eva se noie dans l’indifférence
Et reste choquée par cette apparence
L’hymne des sifflements s’accentuait
A cet instant-là, un serpent apparait
Enroulé sur la branche d’un pommier
 
 
Amad, sers-toi de cette délicieuse et appétissante pomme
Celle-ci te rendra aussi beau qu’Eva, cher homme
C’est ainsi que tu seras maître de toutes générations
Tu ne seras plus déçu et c’est une promesse, mon garçon.
 
Il n’hésite pas à prendre la pomme entre ses dents
Il avale le remède proposé par le serpent
Eva, prisonnière de la tentation
Devient complice, de la même façon
Le Mal ôte son masque en ricanant
Derrière ce déguisement se cachait Satan
La force créatrice est folle de rage
Elle envoie un immense orage
Tempête, cataractes, tonnerres
Entre le bien et le mal, c’est la guerre
 
 
Amad et Eva sont tombés dans le piège
Le juge est sur son siège
Ils sont condamnés à vivre en dehors du paradis
Sur un territoire où dominera la xénophobie
Le Blanc détestera le Noir
Conflits entre les races, aucun espoir
C’est ainsi que se répandra la malédiction
A travers toutes les générations.
 
 
 
” Cruelle est cette société,
Ne respectant pas les égalités
Les Hommes sont plongés dans l’ignorance
Et ne comprennent pas qu’il n’y ait point de différences… “

Elle obéit…

Par Davina Maria

Silence
Obéissance
Il crie
Elle se tait
Un coup de fouet
Elle prie
Malheur
Douleur
Orage à l’interieur
Plaies et ecchymoses
Visage blessé et regard morose
Elle aimerait bien s’échapper et partir loin
Mais elle n’avait pas le choix et ne possédait rien
Et elle risquait de souffrir en martyr s’il retrouvait son chemin
Est-ce son destin ?
Elle avait tout perdu.
Lui, qu’elle aimait mais qu’elle n’aime plus
Mari ou geôlier?
Prisonnière ou femme prostrée?
Il la regarde là, meurtrie
Et elle, elle obéit.
Virilité et puissance
Obéissance et feminité
Dans cette société contemporaine
Demeurent haine et peine
Jouisseur par la souffrance
Crime ! Exécutons la sentence
Il la frappe et sourit. Sadisme ?
Pour son silence, il l’estime
Femmes battues
Femmes mal vues
Soumission, dominance
Et toujours, obéissance

Davina-Maria Khoury Art Work Photography

La société cette dernière décennie
N’est qu’une phallocratie
Il décide
Ambiance morbide
Il est puissant, elle est faible face à lui
Elle obéit
Un autre coup de fouet
Pourquoi? Personne ne sait
Elle n’a pas tort
Elle appelle la Mort
Tant pis
Si elle reste en vie
Elle meurt à l’ombre de son maître, son mari
Et éternellement, elle obéit.