I Invite the Devil to Visit Libya!

You can never fail to sense the fragrance of virtue after spending just one month dealing with everything in Libya people, institutions, and lifestyle. A society of sages and judges fully devoted to righteousness, immaculate and infallible, granted the right to issue verdicts and execute punishment, firmly convinced that they hold the truth and that whatever they say is the pinnacle of virtue   the finest version humanity has ever produced.

I invite the devil to visit Libya.

Everyone views governance as a path toward the corruption of human nature because “politics is filth” yet everyone fiercely desires it. Everyone adopts freedom until reaching a position that grants them even partial authority over people’s movement, even if only at the gate of a school. Once there, freedom suddenly becomes chaos, and granting or denying movement becomes a matter of “order,” an order tied inherently to self-preservation. Any attempt to change this order is framed as an attempt to overthrow it, and the universal principle of change a law of life turns into a malicious act born of sick souls abusing the concept of freedom. Eliminating or silencing them becomes an honorable necessity for life to continue.

I invite the devil to visit Libya.

Woman is the fortress of society, its beating heart; protecting its purity, brightness, and health is everyone’s duty. This protection demands a set of measures crafted according to what we believe, grounded in religion, customs, and tradition. When someone trespasses against this heart, we first accuse the heart of moving improperly for in such a virtuous society, it should not have pulsed that way. That pulse is what drove the aggressor to act for the aggressor must be virtuous by default! Therefore, the flaw lies in the heart’s movements. Thus, the solution is to redesign the protective measures, to safeguard this heart so we do not find it dead in one of Libya’s lush gardens of virtue. As for the aggressor, let us scold him lightly and rely on his inherent purity his original virtuous nature.

I invite the devil to visit Libya.

Libya’s wealth belongs to all communal, free to anyone who manages to sink their hands into it and scoop. The ability to do so depends on one’s effort and skill in the art of brokerage and exploitation, and this “brokerage” is a competitive trait accessible to everyone. Since we live in a virtuous society, there are no social classes anyone can become rich or poor, depending on their commitment to the steps associated with mastering corruption. The rich and the poor stand equal in our hierarchy, each having their role in our lifecycle, roles dictated by our nature as righteous beings: death for the poor, and glory for the wealthy. This is not inequality it is destiny. And whoever challenges destiny challenges virtue itself, thereby choosing exile from the community, branded a deviant, requiring elimination to preserve social cohesion.

I invite the devil to visit Libya.

Since ours is a perfectly virtuous society that has reached the end of its evolution, comparison with others is pointless. We define humanity’s values: freedom is only freedom as we conceive it, dignity is only dignity as we decide it, justice is only justice as we interpret it and even betrayal is only betrayal according to our definition. As for the other beings around us, wearing the mask of humanity, nothing they say is accepted especially criticism or doubt and we reject it out of mercy. Since they are not one of us, they cannot see life as we see it. They are lost in darkness, and because we are busy safeguarding ourselves, we cannot afford to enlighten them, for the effort required to rescue them would weaken our focus on self-preservation. So we pity them and pray for their guidance

Having been exiled from this society years ago, yet carrying within me remnants of its values that still echo in my soul, I speak here with the voice of all the exiled, and I invite the devil to visit Libya even just once.