Good Luck Egypt

The Street Hustle

I’d like to congratulate the Egyptians who protested, Facebooked, and Tweeted and were able to force (relatively) bloodless change towards democracy in their country. With the military now in control and conceding to of the some of the popular demands: suspension of the constitution and dissolving the parliament, it appears the country is on the right track.

However, with Iranian Revolution of 1979 in mind and the Muslim Brotherhood running around, I’d like to remind our brothers and sisters in Egypt that a singular election does not a democracy make. Vigilance in the name of civil liberties is the only guarantee of democratic rule.

Hopefully the Egyptians will be able to sustain their hopes and desires for popular self-rule. If not, I believe the lyrics from the (below) 1988 Richard Thompson song ‘Pharaoh’ will become prophetic.

Good luck gang!

Pharaoh he sits in his tower of steel

The dogs of money all at his heel

Magicians cry “Oh truth! Oh real!”

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

A thousand eyes, a thousand ears

He feeds us all, he feeds our fears

Don’t stir in your sleep tonight, my dears

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

It’s Egypt land, Egypt land

We’re all living in Egypt land

Tell me, brother, don’t you understand 
We’re all working for the Pharaoh

Hidden from the eye of chance

The men of shadow dance a dance

We’re all struck into a trance

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

The idols rise into the sky

Pyramids soar, Sphinxes lie

Head of dog, Osiris eye

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

And it’s Egypt land, Egypt land

We’re all living in Egypt land

Tell me, brother, don’t you understand

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

I dig a ditch, I shape a stone

Another battlement for his throne

Another day on earth is flown

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

Call it England, you call it Spain

Egypt rules with a whip and chain

Moses free my people again

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

And it’s Egypt land, Egypt land

We’re all living in Egypt land

Tell me, brother, don’t you understand

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

Pharaoh he sits in his tower of steel

Around his feet the princes kneel

Far beneath we shoulder the wheel

We’re all working for the Pharaoh

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