I gave up on applying for a press card
The taxi was a "Shticotax" #taxi and not a "DGrif" #DriveSmart, it was speeding recklessly... I said to myself, perhaps the driver was suffering from diabetic complications, he was disgusting and it seemed that he had not had enough time to have illicit sex with one of the customers who did not have money to pay the fare for the course, or that our friend was watching and enjoying Benkirane's recent outings on social media, in which he described his opponents as donkeys and microbes... The car was plowing through the alleys and folding the road. Some pregnant women were asking him to stop, but he was pointing his index finger in refusal, and when I told him about his behavior, he stopped the car with a violent shudder, causing a commotion that reminded me of some American #movies. He told me to get out of the car and continue on my feet, and I tried to dissuade him from his position, but he refused and seemed to me frankly like a raging hyena who wants to get rid of his rival to have sex with a skinny female hyena with sunken hip bones. I suppressed my anger, as the people of Fez do, after I cursed him in my heart and gave him a finger under The galabiya as the Jews do..
Frankly, he put me down and I walked for a few moments. My goal was the #National_Press_Council, trying in vain to get a press card, but when I begged those in charge, they seemed unconvinced... I returned empty-handed.. But a wise man with an expression that showed a rivalry between fine red wine and plates of fried fish with lemon squeezed over it said to me as I was leaving the door after I greeted the security man, “My ٨son, if you are a real, talented journalist, you should give up your #press_card. If you get it, it will add nothing to you, and if you don’t, it’s the same thing. #Journalism remains a field for the serious, persevering and struggling.” I thanked him for his advice and left. The evening in this polluted city was beautiful, as the movement of cars slows down at this hour and most of the employees have returned to their homes.. A few of them seclude themselves in dirty bars around the bowl and the lipstick.. And some others go to the headquarters of the #Justice and Development Party They discuss what their leader has said, describing the herd as donkeys and microbes...and some of them prepare warming and stimulating herbs. He takes a spoonful, while the person with him takes a spoonful of sidr honey, if available...
Mohamed Zaidi is a Moroccan journalist and director of the website:
Kalamoukoum.blogspot.com
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