What happened to the handsome child, Wassim, on the sidelines of a football match between the countries of Marrakesh and the Netherlands, in the United States of America, is the clear answer that makes all Algerians, without exception, against the mere thought of opening the land border between Algeria and the Kingdom, and we do not say opening it.
Because the talking videos implicated the store and its slaves spread out in all parts of the world like moss, the world now understands the degree to which many people of Marrakesh hold grudges, not for the Algerian political system and its army leaders as they claim, but for the land, air, culture, and even Algerian innocence in the footsteps of their “inspirers” of the entity, which emptied its grudges on the people of Gaza.
Even if we assume that the handsome American child, who is proud of his Algerian origins by wearing the national team jersey, draped with the Algerian flag that so troubles the people of Marrakesh, that he celebrated the goal of the Dutch national team, as some of them claimed, or shouted in the name of Algeria and its martyrs or even the independence of Western Sahara – and no one claimed that – then Wasim is a child under fourteen years old, and the aggressors are dozens of adult savages who gathered around him and beat him severely. They punched and kicked with all hatred and brutality, until he almost lost his life, and they are the ones whose grandfathers, fathers, and even their current generation did not fire a single bullet of chivalry, honor, and dignity, in their lands that were occupied for a long time, and occupied even by the new settlers of the Jewish sect, who took the people’s lands and lives, and the people shouted, “Live the king’s life.”
What happened to Wassim is an episode of cowardice, devoid of chivalry, and it is a submission to a regime and some people, and unfortunately there are many of them, who began to praise day and night except in the name of Algeria, which, without intending to, formed for him a complex of inferiority, especially with its revolution and its rejection of enslavement, which he demanded, and made it a project for a state and a people, there in the Hebrew entity in the west, and there in the Arab entity in the east.
It is certain that American justice will punish the perpetrators, and it is certain that the world will now realize how terrible is the complex of the people of Marrakesh towards everything that is Algerian, and it is certain that the remaining free people of Fez, Meknes and Tangiers will return to the cycles of cowardice that have always characterized their countrymen, not only in front of the Spaniards, French, Portuguese and Emiratis, but also in front of the people of Western Sahara, even their victories that they boast about They are proud and make it part of reality. It is just a tweet from America, a word from France, and a signal from Spain.
Zionist agriculture and warehouse irrigation controlled the hearts of the majority of the Marrakesh people, who shackled them with marijuana, magic, white slavery, and espionage, and made them understand that they had no enemy except the Algerians, who took his land and bullied his offer, which was sold at public auction, and prevented him from setting foot in the Western Sahara, and he believed the story. What they committed, against the handsome Waseem, is the ugliness of ugliness in a kingdom that forces us to think seriously about building a wall between us that will never fall.
