I wish them a very happy year 2025. Despite the misfortune that has struck our native country for so many decades, I refuse to think that the darkness will not one day be dissipated to leave room for the light of democracy, intelligence and hope.
I apologize to those who feel included in a generalization of my harsh articles which could suggest a lack of respect towards them. I am perfectly aware that the majority of my fellow citizens deserve everyone’s consideration.
My articles are of a violence which will never equal that which is opposed to us. I wish these monsters the fire of hell for 2025, if there was one stronger than the one they are inflicting on us.
I respect beliefs of any nature and I wish all their followers a peaceful year in the privacy of their faith. They have our support for a freedom granted to them by the principle of secularism, that of democracy as well as that of humanism.
But for 2025 I will continue to face the monstrosities of a text that its followers do not want to adapt to the principles of humanity of our time. How I wish damnation to those who want to brutalize us and submit us through terror whose legitimacy they justify by divine law.
If this is divine legitimacy, it is not likely to obtain my wishes for 2025 other than those for the disappearance of its despotism.
My dear readers of Matinin this new year I hope to have the honor of your reading. I would be touched as I have always been for so long.
But like every year, I wondered how to send you these wishes and when? Ptolemy inaugurated this tradition by seeing a comet, mythology tells us. The problem is that I don’t have a visit from a comet above my roof every day.
The Greeks broke a chicken bone in pairs with a finger to invoke wishes for good luck from the gods (of course you know this custom, you will tell me which bone of the chicken, I am barely able to recognize its thigh ). The poor animal was the one chosen for the priests’ auguries.
Go and have a live chicken at home on December 31st in Paris! Then it was the turn of figures and numbers announcing wishes for a good future. Why is 11:11 so miraculous to make it a lucky time?
I could have sent you a greeting card by post but my children tell me that it’s old-fashioned and that young Algerians will make fun of me. I find it pretty and very personalizing. But do we still have a say when we barely know who Taylor Swift is?
-Frankly, you have to know, why a different end of year date for civilizations throughout time? Should I send you one wish per day?
But what baffles me the most is the inability of nature and scientists to agree with themselves by claiming that the year is 365 days while telling us that it is actually 364.26 days. hence a one-day catch-up in a leap year.
Do I have to send my greetings every four years?
And then, my dear readers, is there an astronomy specialist to explain to me why 0.26. At school didn’t we learn that 25 x 4 = 100, or a unit of year? Didn’t astronomers take arithmetic classes at school? You will send me a message to explain this mystery to me.
In fact, people from all civilizations have found a way to wish you well and every day. Doesn’t a great meeting always begin with “Hello! » ?
So, my dear readers, I send you my hello in the hope that you will read it between the lines in each of my columns.
What do you want, everyone advertises as best they can.
Boumediene Sid Lakhdar