I saw this on Twitter earlier today, and thought that it needed a summat more permanent.
It's an
article in the Washington Post about the Middle East/North Africa protests started.
For years, [Mohammed] Bouazizi had told his mother stories of corruption at the fruit market, where vendors gathered under a cluster of ficus trees on the main street of this scruffy town, not far from Tunisia’s Mediterranean beaches. Arrogant police officers treated the market as their personal picnic grounds, taking bagfuls of fruit without so much as a nod toward payment. The cops took visible pleasure in subjecting the vendors to one indignity after another — fining them, confiscating their scales, even ordering them to carry their stolen fruit to the cops’ cars.
He was pissed off an got into trouble with the police and so tried to sort out the situation.
Bouazizi went to city hall and demanded to see an official. No, a clerk replied. Go home. Forget about it.
Bouazizi returned to the market and told his fellow vendors he would let the world know how unfairly they were being treated, how corrupt the system was.
He would set himself ablaze.
The protests and events over the past few weeks are the results of the flapping of a butterfly's wings...