By Najiba Jalal
Yesterday, an article was published on a website and shared by pages we are accustomed to their fabrications, known for their history. This article was only signed with a pseudonym, as if it were a slaves’ hymn that must be kept secret from their master! The author, who chose to hide and compelled us to refer to him as the Unknown Abu Jahl, did not dare to sign his real name, perhaps fearing what he deemed a voluntary edict issued by a tyrant, and nobody forced him to do so… he willingly chose this concealment.
Thus, his article titled “The Edict of Shhatan” falls into the category of a slaves’ hymn, echoed by the Unknown Abu Jahl and his companions, as if they were beating drums in defiance of the tyrant Shhatan.
The writer of this article and those who shared it have voluntarily placed themselves in the position of slaves, fearing even to reveal the author’s name, as if it were a hymn traded secretly. They considered what Idris Shhatan stated in the general assembly of publishers to be sacred and labeled it as an edict… You see, you haven’t granted yourselves the right to understand what was said, and you excluded yourselves from the discussion.
As for Idris Shhatan’s remarks during the assembly, they were clear and straightforward, discussing the podcast scene within the context of cleansing the media landscape from chaos and mediocrity, and were not directed at any particular individual, as the unknown writer attempted to portray. If these ‘slaves’ believe the discussion was about them personally, they should consider that an implicit admission that they are not in a better position than the podcasters in the rooms, echoing empty words and living in their own trivial world without any real weight, indistinguishable from the Kabkab tribe in their ongoing absurdity.
Most of the publishers present at the assembly have podcasts published on their sites and pages; how could the Unknown Abu Jahl and his companions not realize they were the ones being implied?
Hold on, Idris Shhatan was not the only one to address the matter; Abdullah Boukaali and Younes Mjahed were present and said the same thing: the challenge is the podcast of triviality.
One of the most beautiful things said during the assembly was articulated by Abdel Moneim El Delami in his opening speech:
“Social changes cannot be stopped: either we keep up with them or we bear their consequences, or we are swept away.”
The truth is that what angered the ‘slaves’ was the sophistication and awareness of the discussion that took place in the assembly, not just about the enterprises but about the future of the sector and the necessity to confront randomness! What they call “media” is nothing but a reflection of their chaotic world, a hymn repeated mindlessly, without melody, and without spirit. Every word they repeat,
and every digital movement they make, is nothing but an echo of their narrow desires, which, unfortunately, we no longer know who stirs them.
Perhaps the greatest scandal is that in their effort to repeat their hymn, they revealed their internal fragility and confirmed that they are nothing more than a podcaster in rooms, climbing onto digital tables as if they were opinion holders, while reality exposes them: they have no authority, no voice, no influence, except the repetition of what they have learned in the embrace of their whims and dreams.
This chaos they create themselves is what makes every word coming from outside their groups a source of threat, and every sincere criticism becomes a revival of the reality they attempt to seize by force. As for the discussion about the podcast in the rooms, it was merely an attempt to establish professional standards and cleanse the scene from chaos, not to be a tool for muzzling mouths or spreading terror.
In the end, all that was published under a pseudonym, and all the panic that accompanied it, was nothing but a revelation of the fragility of the digital sharing slaves, their loss of credibility, and more clearly than ever that they are mere echoes of their desires, following their whims without awareness.
