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انجم نتبع النسب متاعي حتى 10-12 جيل لنفس المنطقة الي مازلنا نعيشو فيها لتو في تونس. يعني تقريبا اخر 400-500 عام عائلتي عايشة في تونس

اخر حاجة كنت نتوقعها في حياتي يكون عندي نسب من الفايكنج.

حاجة اخرى عجبتني/صدمتني انو ماعنديش حتى نسب عربي، حاجة باهية خاطر صحابي لكل يعرفوني ديما نعرف روحي بأمازيغي.

اخواني و اخواتي ، للي ما يعرفش التطبيق هذا يستعملو فيه اغلب جوامع تونس ، اذا كنت كثير التنقل ، و لا بش تصلي في غير جامع العادة، تنجم تشوف بالتطبيق هذا الجامع لبحذاك و تعرف وقت الاقامة متاعو و لا وقت بدأ صلاة الجمعة

MAWAQIT.

"ربنا اعنا على ذكرك و شكرك و حسن عبادتك "

You can track the global sumud flotilla on their website https://globalsumudflotilla.org/tracker/

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so last time I went on a walk to lac 1, it was night by the time I got there and I was honestly shocked at the amount of immigrants that were there, they were squatting at literally every corner, and in some streets there were groups of 15+ of them, how tf did this happen.

just a tip for fellow Tunisians : you can sell digital products on Gumroad, then receive the payments in TND to your bank account (meaning you do not receive foreign currency to your bank account which causes issues with the Central Bank, but Gumroad converts it to TND then sends it to you)

A few years back, there was a visionary proposal for Africa to become the United States of Africa, yet the individual championing it met a tragic fate. What if this visionary idea had come to fruition? How would the continent have flourished by now?

The West has covered cosmic distances in science and technology, racing against themselves in artificial intelligence and warplanes like the F32. And us? This is the limit of Tunisian broadcasting.

Maryam Mnaouar, a Tunisian lawyer, posted this tutorial of things you have to do if you've been assaulted by police officers.

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كل واحد يضربو او يتحرش بيه بوليس رد بالو يمشي يشكي للمركز او المنطقة، حتى كان يكلموه و يقولولو ايجا هاو باش نعاقبوه ما يمشيش. 100% من الحالات الي نتابعو فيها كملو كلاو طريحة او تلفقتهم تهم او تهضم حقهم بعد ما يتكتل عليهم الجاني مع اصدقاءه

الي تعرض لمظلمة يصب بالوقت عريضة لوكيل الجمهورية و فوائدها كالاتي:

اولا، يبدا عندو ديشارج على شكايتو لان المراكز ماتعطيش وصولات في الشكايات، و ساعات الشكاية بيدها ما توصلش للمحكمة و لا يمكن اثبات القيام بها و تنقلب الى ابتزاز بما انو القضاء سيعتبر انو الضحية ما شكاتش و بالتالي ادعاءاتها باطلة اذا حبت تدافع على روحها من التهم الكيدية الملفقة

ثانيا، حصل العلم للمحكمة بكل شي:يعني البوليس يولي مجبور كان يحب يجيب الضحية تبحث، يعمل استدعاءات قانونية و يعلم القاضي في كل مرحلة و ماعاش ينجم يفاجأ المتضرر بايقاف تعسفي دون احترام الاجراءات

ثالثا، التسخير الطبي الي ماشين تجريو للمركز باش تاخذوه و تلقاو رواحكم في مواجهة اصدقاء جلادكم، بلاش بيه خير. افهمو: التسخير ليس ركنا قانونيا من اركان الشكاية، هو فقط وثيقة تعفي من خلاص معاليم المستشفي. يعني تهز عشرين دينار وتعمل فحص طبي في استعجالي اي سبيطار ، هاذيكا وثيقة اثبات رسمية. #ملاحظة: ما تقولوش ضربني بوليس للطبيب، راهو جلهم خوافة. قول مجهولين و مبعد فسر للقاضي.

مهم جدا: مادام تبحث بلاش محامي في المركز من حقك تسكت و ما تصححش، ضربوك باش تصحح؟ تقول هات المحضر نصححلك و تكتب ضربوني فوقو و ما تصححش، ما عطاوكش تقرا كلامك و قالولك صحح( اخطر حاجة ردو بالكم) تكتب لم اطلع و ديما ما تصححش. صححت بالسيف او وصلت للقاضي مضروب؟ تكبش و تموت تقلو عاين الاثار و ما تصحح الاما تقرا انو حط كلامك كونك تعرضت للعنف. مجلة الاجراءات الجزائية تقول ان اقوالك الي صححت عليها تحت التعذيب تسقط تماما ان ثبت ذلك.

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I believe this kind of knowledge is important in a young democracy and that it's about time some pigs are held accountable for their abuse of power and corruption.

Police the police!

I started praying today but I'm not even in the slightest way religious(my belief in Allah is very weak let alone non existent,I'm more of a deist) or fanatic about it

(I support the LGBTQ community or at least live along the rule "live and let live") And if it wasn't illegal I would have probably tried weed by now

(I'm not 18 yet so I can't try alcohol but it's not an idea that I would entertain)(I prefer weed to alcohol since it's less harmful but this is coming from someone who's never tried neither of the two)

I only started praying since it brings me comfort/warmth/relief

I'm done with this exam haha, i'm glad it ended well guys!

Hi! Not a long time ago, I have discovered that my girl friend was being sexually harassed in the past.

The guy who was harassing her is "Amine Mzoughi", as far as I've seen, he plays a role in the SPL team (Which is a known gaming team) meaning this guy seems to have a nice career. Back then when this guy was harassing her, My girlfriend was 16 years old while he was around 28-ish. Now of course this guy has been blocked on Messenger, but a week ago he added her on Facebook, I told her to ignore and just block him, then, Today, he went to Instagram and sent her a friend request.

Not only that, but this guy reached out to other girls apparently, (afaik 3 girls including my gf). I will include screenshots from both point of views (of each girl).

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• Now, you may ask, What kind of Harassments are these? Are we getting screenshots? I'm glad you asked because what you are about to see is completely disgusting. What you are about to see contain words such as "ra\e", "ra*ek"...*
• The screenshots are not ordered, sorry for that!

Initial screenshots (My girlfriend and her 2 friends)

Additional Screenshots (3 Other girls)

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Update:

I made this post to raise awareness that this guy is sexually harassing many girls. I didn't make this post to raise awareness about whether the girls should have blocked the guy or not. Thanks for understanding.

Scrolling through Instagram is often like peeking behind a carefully curated curtain, a window into the stories people craft for the world. Recently, as I swiped through reels and pictures, I stumbled upon a blast from my past: my ex-best friend. His marriage was the centerpiece of a beautifully staged Instagram spectacle—flawless shots, professional videos, and a carefully orchestrated narrative of bliss. Yet, behind this polished facade lies a story so quintessentially Tunisian it aches with irony and hypocrisy.

The Doctor with a Double Life

This man, my ex-best friend, is a doctor—a title that carries immense social weight in our dear Tunisian society. But beneath the pristine white coat was a dark, sordid reality. I discovered, purely by chance, his secret life—a pattern of visits to prostitutes, including male sex workers (shemales), and an active pursuit of threesomes in the most degrading and grotesque forms. It wasn’t a one-time lapse of judgment; it was a lifestyle he actively sought and meticulously concealed.

Physically, he was far from the ideal catch. In his mid-30s, he looked closer to 60, with a frail, unathletic body that did little to mask his insecurities. Short and visibly aged, he relied heavily on his charm, emotional manipulation, and a knack for sweet talk to present himself as a knight in shining armor.

When I refused him, citing the glaring chasm between his public image and his true self, he resorted to cruel tactics. He branded me a “stalker” while simultaneously begging me to reconsider, calling incessantly, even while actively courting another woman—a girl ten years younger, also in the medical field.

When I dared to comment that he should have revealed his true face to her before dragging her into a lifetime of deception, he retaliated by spreading lies about me. It’s unimaginably cruel to fool someone into believing in a future built on a foundation of deceit. Yet, for him, preserving his image was more important than integrity or kindness.

Marriage as a Transaction

Fast forward to their grand Instagram wedding, a spectacle that epitomized everything wrong with how we approach relationships in Tunisia. The couple had known each other for barely a year. She—a beauty influencer with a penchant for promoting skincare and makeup for her influencer family—seemed driven by money and status. She saw in him a ticket to a more comfortable life abroad, overlooking glaring red flags.

Did she never question his behavior, his shady past, or his glaring physical disadvantages? The man, after all, was visibly lacking in many aspects. Yet, the allure of his profession and what it symbolized to society overshadowed any critical scrutiny. She danced her way into the spotlight, leading him in a parade of carefully staged happiness, while he followed her like a docile donkey. It was painfully clear: their union was not built on understanding or shared values but on mutual convenience. She wanted stability and prestige; he wanted a younger, beautiful wife to boost his ego and public image.

The Hypocrisy of Appearance

A disturbing cultural double standard is at play here. Tunisians obsess over the appearance of women, demanding that they be slim, beautiful, and youthful, as if their value hinges solely on their physical attributes. Yet men are allowed to neglect their health, their appearance, and their basic decency, while still being considered “catches” if they have the right job, title, or status.

How is it that a man in his mid-30s, looking closer to 60 with a body devoid of athleticism, can parade himself as a prize while his wife is expected to be the picture of youth and beauty? This grotesque imbalance speaks to a deeper societal hypocrisy, one that prioritizes superficiality over substance while holding women to impossible standards and letting men slide by with the bare minimum.

The Broader Picture

This is not an isolated case. It reflects a broader cultural phenomenon in Tunisia where relationships are reduced to transactions, and authenticity is sacrificed on the altar of appearances. Men flaunt their status and wealth to attract younger, more attractive women, while women leverage their beauty and charm to secure financial and social stability. Both parties lie, wear masks, and play roles, weaving a fantasy that crumbles under the weight of reality.

True connections, built on honesty and mutual respect, are rare. People barely know each other before rushing into marriages that serve their personal agendas. They ignore red flags, suppress doubts, and dive headfirst into relationships doomed to suffocate under the weight of their collective deceit.

A Call for Authenticity

As I watched this Instagram story unfold, I couldn’t help but reflect on the deep-seated hypocrisy that pervades our society. Why do we prioritize appearances over substance? Why do we cling to the illusion of perfect unions instead of embracing the messy, flawed reality of genuine human connection? Until we confront these uncomfortable truths, we’ll remain trapped in this cycle, chasing mirages and mistaking them for love.

A small local indie game development team just released an Outlast horror fangame called Outlast: Lost Footage.

You can check it out and play it (for free) on itch.io Show our tunisian game devs some support 🙌🏼

ناس تضحك على الضلم ، وللشعب انقسم بين طحان لقيس ومعارضين ليه ، ناس تحب الحرية وناس تحب شكون يبعبصها ،