Thursday, January 24, 2008

philosophy

Now that Boualem's country is ruled by religous fundamentalists everything that Boualem once knew his country for has been turned on its head. "Beauty is a decapitated flower. Love is a recumbant effigy, a dead tree."(144). After all rationality and free thinking is done away with Boualem finds out what he values most, freedom. Weather forecasts are banned because God choses the weather on his own. Imagination is completely dulled. Boualem's book offer him the temporary freedom he is seeking from his bleak world but ironically enough they are also his largest vulnerability.

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