The 38th anniversary of the 1969 coup-d'etat in Libya, this year, came and gone without much of the usual hoopla and fanfare! What's going on? Has the "Leader Maximo" been inflicted with one of those maladies, a la Castro, without knowing what it's, to keep him from his usual freewheeling rumblings, harangues, and braggadocios? Fatigue? Or, as some have suggested, given the negative publicity and drawback his regime has accumulated in this passing year, there was very little for him to say to shore up, what by necessity must have been an abysmal morale drop situation among both the foot soldiers and the fat fishes of what's looking more and more a decrepit and an atherosclerotic regime? Or, just a well-orchestrated withdrawal, sailing towards the sunset, in a slow and quiet maneuvers, some of which are to change from the habitual to let his successor, Saif, takes the reins of power, in as much measured steps as the stepping back of the elder off the center of the stage? What-cha-you-know! In that bizarre and quasi wondrous land, things are not usually as predictable as some think or assume them to be!
There's no shortage or limit to such questions, one assumes, stirring and poking, if not inside the cranium then among the few remaining functioning synapses, of each still thinking Libyan brains -though with regret one notices the declining numbers among the threatened species of the able-thinking, contrary to numbers of the prolific and proliferating - racing with the rabbits- Libyan population! One thing is sure though this 38th anniversary was as stale and as staid as the face of a mummy, with no cue or indications to what's happening inside those closed circles and circuits of the embattled regime. If rumors are to be believed, for some time now, there was talk about some political tumbling and wiggling taking place. There's an incipient political mitosis coming out, or just given the green light to peek the head above the fray, though still in embryonic stage, what the news and media commentators, have characterized, perhaps unwittingly and as unfittingly as the struggle between the "Old Guard" and the "Reformers!" In other words, the appearance, for the first time in Libya under this regime of a political tradition, a sine qua none, in other countries and in all times, usually started from day one. Different factions, wings, and political currents inside the remnants of the original military plotters and their tribal affiliation s and coalition. All regimes have, since time immemorial figured out, as a way of survival and prolongation of their stays, to not tighten the seal of the cocoon around them too much and to always let some holes for venting, what's euphemistically been called "safety valve". Letting different factions, wings, or in some situations plain political parties, to duke it out in the open is the best barometer to measure how much pressure is building up and thus take the necessary precautions and measures to avoid explosions. Most of the other Arab regimes, from Morocco to Iraq, are trudging this path for, oh! quite a while, in various measures and with different degrees of success - given the restricted social space in which most of these groupings operate, it becomes a matter of how wide squirming room was left to such maneuvering! But with the historical scarcity of Libyan brains, it took the blunted and deficient regime of Qaddafi close to four decades to even adopt such age-old tricks and tactics to save its behind and put a fig leave on its abysmal image of no more nor less than that of being a tyranny in the garb of a so-called revolution. One only hopes that the learning-curve of the regime doesn't also signal among other things the Libyan stunted brain development and be taken as representation of the brainpower of the population at large!
The regime's emptiness and bankruptcy seem to be growing by the minute. The only thing holding its operators to their seats, these days, the hope of whether or not Condi would deem it worthwhile her time to stop by the Tent. Or worse, even delusional, Qaddafi's waiting for an invitation to the White House. What on earth has happened or what one to make of this 360- many-times-over volte facie of the regime? From having asked to join the defunct Warsaw Pact to today's fawning and groveling on his knees to be looked at, smiled to, rewarded with some candy-pops as a five-year-old! Or, just to be patted on the back, from afar mind you! with you're O.K. you're all right, man! No other regime, I know of, or am aware of its conduct, has done such acrobatic climbing up and down and which way it goes as the emasculated regime of the Colonel of Serte. The irony there're still Libyans as well as outsiders who think as well as take such uncoordinated and haphazardous convulsive quaverings as signs, if not of life and vitality, of change to the better.
But the pandemic of bankruptcy is even more insidious and widespread than the regime itself, It's reached and seems to have neutralized, if not quenched, the remaining breaths of the so-called oppositionists who used to sniff out some buffs, once in a while. To the surprise of no one except perhaps the compiler Committee itself!, the guys of "The National Conference of the Libyan Opposition" came out with no more than by now, is becoming usual stale and as hackneyed statements as Qaddafi never-ending speeches, about, among other things, the return to what they deemed for the last two years to be the panacea to all ills and maladies affecting them before Libya: the return to the constitution legitimacy and the rest of the brew of demands -euphemism for the King's toilet paper valued of what was in essence an imposed set of regulations little regarded and never followed. And that other geriatric organization with its quite as long as and as sclerotic leadership, as the regime its opposes, the one that vaunts size and longevity, with collection of largest hodgepodge nuts and desperados as can be found in one country! CIA inflatrated, if not established, and financed, the NFSL, apparently couldn't come with anything new to say, has republished a 2002 article, under its Secretary General with the title "Inqlab September," in which, in essence, and with as little berating of the actual policies of the regime, he reiterated what sounded like another apology to the old regime. The article is full of rhetorical questions but short on quick and meaningful answers; the secretary, furthermore sounded akin, if not bent on, some sort of a revisionist history so much dear to those who see plots, conspiracies, and insinuations, as a way to come to terms with theirs, or the country's, afflictions.
One thing is for sure. Libya is in deep Boobs! The end of ideology in the post-industrial societies as usual is a little late but finally has just started to trickle down to the parasitic two-thirds of humanity, inviting them to abandon whatever little credences they used to hold around just in case, and to revert to practicality and pragmatism, as to be happy and merry without, and to let any concerns outside of their individual well-being out of the game of business and politics. The age when humans concerned themselves with anything or anybody except one's own individual redemption has come and gone. No more waste of time and resources as thinking about nations, systems, sustainability, and the like. These ideological schemes from other realms and ages are becoming obstacles to the New World Order and its around the clock buying and selling (stocks). The Wide Wild West's stage of human development is spreading and now reaching the remaining backwoods of the globe to fill every cranny and crevice on its way to the rim with humanoids in the shape of zombies in pursuit of their own immediate interests and self gratifications. Globalization, outside of its real centers, the metropolises, means among many other things a way of the stakeholders to signal to the world their unhappiness with anything not economicus. These power having long put their houses in orders, and have no more concerns, beyond pursuing, with relish, to the last frontiers, if not stages, that of exploitative capitalism, until exhausting whatever natural resources the rest of the world has first, and in the same time selling these same transformed and processed goods back to the ever voracious and never satisfied wretched masses
The globalization's detractors are many, but in the Arab World, and Libya in particular, are not to be found, either their time and stage have to come yet or just they've been passed by time and events. Regime and oppositions are gibing on the same line, that's, parroting the usual singsong, one emphasizing the economy -pawning the country to the multinationals- the others are all politicos with no substance. The Arab World as the locus of ferocious battle for the control of its resources and strategic location has devolved into an earlier stage of struggle and development. Today's urgent demands are far from the luxury of democratization and the like; rather the more mundane and primitive that to be left alone to determine its way of life and destiny. It came down to the physical survival, mere autonomy and independence. The liberation stage, which we all thought was left behind with the passing century, turned out to be all fake dreams. Today, Libya and the rest of the Arab World with it, as far from independence as in the last thousand-plus years. Most of it either occupied entirely or partially and what's not occupied directly or by proxy, as in the case of Libya, is held under constant threat and intimidation of invasion. In this case, the real and most urgent national struggle is the one for independence! The real issue before anything else is not democracy, whatever it means! But rather how to have national state free from the hegemony and interference of the big fishes of this world.
The regime is back to square one. Trying to figure out how to square the circle. Open up the economy but keep monopoly over politics and the laws. The kid, with all his degrees, seems to have learnt very little -between fondling with his pets and acting the foreign minister of the country has indeed very little time left to learn the hard facts of politics, economy, and development. He, like the other wiz-yet-deficient- kids, in Morocco, Syria, Jordan, etc. is finding hard to follow in the footsteps of their fathers and be players in the new brave new world of globalization. No arrival if there's destination. Most of these guys are hedging it one step at the time, living day by day, without a clue of where they're going or want to go, in the hope that luck, Uncle Sam, or nature's vicissitude will take care of the rest and save them the effort. Contrary to expectations, reforming a chaotic situation will not automatically result in an orderly heaven. Chaos will only beget chaos as long as there's no ne input to alter the pattern and set it anew on a different path. An outside intervention, means an insider will not see what needs to be done, especially when the procedure involves drastic measures. Saif will not save the crumpling regime of his father nor the father will be able to bestow a quiet, orderly, and governable Sand Box to his son. Meanwhile, Libya is stuck between an incompetent dictator and a rooky and naive son or sons and daughters -typical family feud situation!
As to the oppositio! Instead of sounding like a broken record, why not rev some brains up and come up with some ideas -beyond what sounds like a platform for camapign elections- that go beyond the immediate interests of the prima-donnas of these opposition groups. Something that may sound good and appeal to the multitude. It's to do with what kind of life, world, and political system that will take these dospossessed people from the stone-age and put them smack in the middle of the 21st century. Something that go far above the shrill of daily noise and passes beyond the fray of traditional loyalties of a tribe, of a sect or a region, or narrow selfish interests, etc. To what kind of place they want to leave behind, and the next generations will be proud of and to have?