
We are about a year and a half into the Arab Spring and Mr. Mubarak's demise. Seems like only yesterday and light years since the neo-cons were either urging invasion or taking credit. Now this entire region is a tar-baby of sorts and we can't do much more than keeping it from blowing up - if that.
Looking at a map of Egypt (so to get my places straight so I can follow the newscasts), I noticed a town called "Mut". In school there was a class on Egyptian gods and goddesses and Mut, if I remember right, was something of the mother figure but thats about it. Well Mut, Egypt, needs a little PR or at least a chamber of commerce as the current description doesn't exactly make me want to go there:
Mut is probably the most "tourist friendly" village in the Dakhla Oasis and does have some accommodations and amenities in that regard, including a number of hot sulphur pools. Some better stuff about the town can be found here.
It appears the town was named after the goddess or there is some connection which eludes me if it is past the obvious. What doesn't elude me is this Mubarak thing. At this writing there a zillion Egyptians in the streets, an army poised to protect him and in the end he is either going to go peaceably or have a chance to join the rest of the leaders of Egypt in leaving as head of the country and going straight to met Mut the goddess.
I wonder what people in Mut are thinking this morning about. Cairo seems light years away from Mut. I don't think many Mut'ians" Twitter or are on Facebook; local cell phone access seems probably a bit spotty as well. There is a supposition on my part that Mut might be passed over in the scheme of events unfolding and it will go on its merry way regardless - just as it probably has done for a few thousand years.

On the other hand, we would do well to read this written at the entrance to Ramases' tomb: "And he found Mut at the head of the gods, Fate and fortune in her hand, Lifetime and breath of life are hers to command...I have not chosen a protector among men. I have not sought myself a protector among the great...My heart is filled with my mistress. I have no fear of anyone. I spend the night in quiet sleep, because I have a protector"....and realize that her hand, the protector hand, rests in the dust a lifetime's journey from your palace.
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