Contribution to Digital Literacy in Egypt.

There are obvious jumps, the timeline is not coherent at all.

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*alarm buzzes* Well, good morning life, it’s a new day and there is a lot of opportunity to make it. The day ends.

*alarm buzzes* Well, good morning life, it’s a new day and there is a lot of opportunity to make it. The day ends.

*alarm buzzes* Well, good morning life, it’s a new day and there is a lot of opportunity to make it. The day ends.

Well, good morning life, it’s a new day and there is a lot of opport………ahhhhh this is extremely painful, meen 7at el el bta3a dih hena, it made me fall, ughhh lma ashofak bas… eh dah? Pain to anger that fast??? 7aga gdida *scratches neck* eh dah…. The chip broke, I have to go fix it.

“ uhmm, hello, ana 3ayz a7gz repair appointment for my chip” …. “akeed, 7drtk momkn tegy bokra el sa3a 7 msa2an” …. “ tamam shokran”

Mashy… ana motar akml el yoom kda, eh dah, we haven’t talked in a very long-time welcome back. Anyway, I know nk msh 7tklm as usual so lets go on with the day shall we.

Another day of pointless careerism, eh dah? That’s definitely a new thought, hwa eh el by7sl, msh 3arf, just go on with the day we nshoof el mwdoo3 dah b3deen. Oh hey dude, b2olak eh lets go out for a smoke break, im feeling a bit stressed. El mwdoo3 3’areeb awy, everyone has a faint red-light on the back of their necks except me, good thing I didn’t have that hair el mama kant btt7yl 3alya a3mlha. Hahahaha    haaaah…

Oh hey, there is that cute girl I like dude, ughhh I cant approach her without my chip, oh my god I am gonna explode msh 3arf a3ml eh … msh mohm I will just not say hi nhrda, yrab mt5odsh balha. Oh she did, and she looks disappointed that I didn’t approach her….. ughhhhhhhh, why did my chip break on a work day.

At least its time to go home, lets go dude this day has been weird. Well, el mwdoo3 3a’reeb shwya sa7? Everything felt the same, the girl being disappointed, the work overloading me and the pain from the morning’s fall, everything feels the same, it’s weird.  Anyway, we are home now lets figure out what’s going on.

Okay, why can’t I feel different things *splashes water on face*, why is that? Why can’t I react like I normally do? Is it because of the chip? I thought the chip was meant to regulate my reactions not completely decide what are they and eliminate that I am my own person.

Oh man, what do you think Sama (the girl i like) would do, did I just blew months of flirting and getting to know eachother, hwa baynha kda msh matkboly 7aga ttem. Faker lma mama altlk 3shan mbtslish? Lma oltlha nk msh ader t3ish wa msh mst7ml el 7ayah wa altlk 3shan mbtslish wa mshyt, that moment broke me and made me feel worse, since then ana 7wlt asly kol yoom wa brdo m7stsh b7aga then I saw that the government btwz3 el chips bblash as it’s a sign for a better tomorrow, mn sa3tha mb2ash fy these thoughts but guess what, they are back.

*alarm buzzes* *alarm buzzes* *alarm buzzes* ughhhh, fine I will get up. Msh ader aroo7 el sho3’l, should I call in sick? Fakes, I will save those for later.

This is nice, music tends to fend off my thoughts in general, never to music this closely before. Oh good, ana wslt.

Lunch time, well, hwa ana 3ayz el chip dih tany? Asl we realized n this chip is removing our identities and replacing it with an algorithm that dictates what to feel and when. I will have to work around living like this, I did before akeed 73rf a3mlha tan……

“nty sm3ty about the guy who killed himself?” Girl A said.

 “ahh bgd it’s so sad msh fahma how people can do something like that” Girl B said almost tearing.

“asl bgd msh fahma….” Girl A said before I laughed.

“fih moshkla?” she said looking at me.

“la2 its okay mwdoo3 mod7k bas”

“ezay t2ool 7aga zy kda” she said angrily.

“Because you are fake”

“EXCUSE ME” she said.

“You are fake, and so are you, everyone is. All your minds were taken slaves with this chip el el nas kolaha mrkbaha, it controls us, it makes kol wa7d fyna, with all his or her uniqueness and quirks, the same… kolna b2ena some sort of machines, being told t7s b eh wa emta wa kol dah msh far2 3shan dah msh nta, dah mogarad your reaction, wait, your reaction? It’s not remotely yours, dih el reactions bta3t el programming team behind that thing in the back of your neck, we are not humans at all, we are robots now.”

“bas..enta bt2ool e…” she said.

“Ana b2ool n this isn’t any of us, we all basically became the same person, they have been killing our freedoms putting us as slaves to our own minds. Nothing that you like actually matters to you with this thing, el btat3a dih isn’t the way to a brighter a future, it’s a way to a fully autonmus future that involves no humans what so ever, just shwyt robots in a flesh vessel. So stop pretending that you care about the guy, you don’t, your mind is telling you that you do but it’s not actually YOUR mind”

I can’t get this chip fixed, msh 7ynf3 ab2a their slave, ab2a another one of their pet humans. Msh 7roo7 el appointment.

*alarm buzzes* *alarm buzzes* *alarm buzzes* another day, lets just get through it…..

* The day ends, and I lie awake in bed after a day of almost the same things*

I give up man, msh 7kml I am getting my chip fixed today, living like this isn’t easy, we have given up our minds’ ability to be… well minds, just to live in the comfort of their mind control lies, controlling people who think you are benefiting them is much easier bgd, they did an excellent job.

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                Well, this marks the end of the mini story. If you are feeling confused or don’t know what is going on it is fine, I tried to make it that way since our minds and our lives are not planned, they don’t go in a straight line, and that also applies to our feelings. Feelings are not linear; you can’t just feel happy or sad at a subject.

                In the story, the chips were sold to make people unify and feel similar emotions, etc… These two girls weren’t villains or anything, they were just discussing a tragic situation but they were claiming to having a sad reaction to it, they weren’t, the machine made them feel sad not their own will or emotional reactions, when tragic things happen to strangers most people tend to think they feel sad on that but actually its just pity, because when people feel pity coming towards them they feel bad so when they feel pity about others, they interpret the feeling as sadness to feel more noble about themselves.

                Living as the people in the story are living causes a huge desensitization, rendering your later emotions useless and intangible even for yourself. Sensory deprivation or dependence happen when people overuse something that amplifies or lowers that sense, for example, people who do drugs feel that they can’t relax normally again and it’s the same with everything.

                The point I’m trying to make here, is that we use technology everyday and we live most of our lives in a digital realm nowadays and it does not necessarily mean we are being screwed, but we need to regulate and take notice of what is going on. We see people nowadays highly dependent on their social media accounts to feel better about themselves or life in general from likes or a stream of positive comments coming from people who do not actually care. The chip here represents our dependencies on technologies whether it is social media or for my case, video games, which I used to escape reality, I precisely used games to forget reality and deprive myself from “emotions and care” as my empathy was bumming down and my life was pretty much a tragic opera performance.

                The final thing here is the protagonist of the story, he does not just represent us, he represents beyond us, he represents our randomness and our thoughts that we keep to ourselves, he represents the everlasting presence of negativity in our lives. Negativity is needed in life, as we need to balance the scales, we can’t have only happiness as if it was like that, it would mean that happiness doesn’t mean anything. the protagonist appears to be talking to someone at times, but if the dialogue doesn’t have quotations, he is talking in his head, sometimes to himself and sometimes to the other guy, the dude. The other guy is the manifestation of humanity as he perceives it, thinking he wont find anyone that will understand his thoughts, as everyone is basically turned into a robot when the “government” starting mandating that all should be chipped to maintain “Peace” or “loyalty”.

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