An Open Letter to President Hollande Concerning the Syrian Disaster
I have just seen the film of our French friend about my Libyan brothers, about their war of liberation, about the aid they received, without which they would be dead. I am a soldier. I wept. My tears were an expression of my emotion, but also of my anger. We, the Syrians, are dying. Where are the French and English planes, the planes of our brother countries? Where are the arms that came from all over to the fighters in the Libyan desert? Where are you, friends of freedom? Why do your governments no longer hear your voice, your appeals? Why are they afraid of Assad, they who had no fear of Kadhafi? Why? Why? We can win the war for freedom. With you. Help us. Please. Thank you, France.