Over the past few days, riots and protests have erupted in Egypt, eerily confirming predictions made during the Jasmine Revolution of Tunisia weeks ago. Security officials say about 700 people have been arrested throughout Egypt in a crackdown against anti-government protests, the arrests came as police clashed with protesters in two cities following Tuesday’s unprecedented protests. Police broke up demonstrations in central Cairo, beating protesters, and in Suez parts of a government building were reportedly set on fire- http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-africa-12289475 .
So this begs the question, will what I call the ‘Jasmine Effect’ sweep the regime of Hosni Mubarak from his golden throne? We know that Mubarak’s son, who is considered his successor, has left the country for London, along with his family, and similar factors are in play here as Egypt has many of the same social and political problems that brought about the unrest in Tunisia – rising food prices, high unemployment and anger at official corruption. In his interesting blog at http://blogs.independent.co.uk/2011/01/26/the-lion-and-the-lion-tamer/ , Jody McIntyre seems to think so, likening the ”relationship between a dictator and the people of his country is like that of a lion tamer and a lion” adding that now, the Egyptians have “awoke from a lion’s slumber.”
With US Secretary of State Clinton saying: “We urge the Egyptian authorities not to prevent peaceful protests or block communications including on social media sites,” possibly signalling the end of US backing, who knows the future of Mubarak’s reign. Maybe the lion will devour the tamer, maybe the Jasmine will sweep the pharaoh from his throne!
Jasmine in the air tonight,
Wind blowing in from the west,
Fanning the flames of resistance,
Fanning the discontent, the defiance.
The tamer thinks he holds the power,
A whip to beat them, a yoke to oppress them,
Yet he plays with fire, the beast awakens,
Beware Pharaoh on your golden throne,
Like Ozymandias, you will be toppled,
A broken foot, a broken hand, buried in the sand,
Buried by the sands of freedom,
I smell jasmine in the air from a far off land!