|   We here at SELEDA have signed 
  lots of petitions… none voluntarily, of course. Let's see… we remember 
  signing the "We demand Upper Management have its own Tabot 
  celebrated on the 7th… SilassE can share a day with Mikael… 
  those two get along anyway" petition. Oh, yes… that was fun, even 
  though the postscript threat to d'rash maTfat anyone who didn't 
  sign was a tad… garish.  And then there was the "We 
  demand never to demand equality and democracy at SELEDA" petition. That, 
  surprisingly, garnered 110,021 signatures… which was... bewildering since 
  there are less than 100 SELEDA staffers. But at least it wasn't rigged or anything. 
  No Robert Mugabes in this bunch, thank you very much.  And then there was the "Legalize 
  Polygamy"  petition, which we though was law already, but that's between 
  our parole officers and us.  It used to be that our subconscious 
  would metazeb our conscious about the elasticity of our morals at signing our 
  names so mamby-pamby like. But eventually even our subconscious fell prey to 
  towing the status quo yacht.  But no deeper zeal have 
  we felt, no moral imbroglio have we relished, no spiritual rectitude have we 
  enjoyed more than when we were asked/told to sign the latest petition that found 
  its way in to our in-box. This one is to be compiled and sent to (gulp!) the White 
  House, no less: The "We demand that Upper Management be considered 
  one of the Axis' of Evil" petition.  In what our bosses considered 
  to be an extraordinarily egregious, "d'rom ye ferenjie neger" 
  slight, the SELEDA hallways shook with upper management's fury at being de-Axised. 
   We told them, "Ayzwachiu… 
  we consider you, and only you, the ultimate Axis' of Evil (sort of the three 
   Tnd Telatoch of EtyoPia that MengE used to carry 
  on about…). To wit, we told them: The First Axis of Evil-upper management 
  in a bad mood; Second Axis of Evil-upper management in a good mood; Third Axis 
  of Evil: upper management in any mood.  They were momentarily starry-eyed, 
  but it didn't take long for them to spit out our earnest attempt at mababel 
  after half-heartedly maNeqing it. No, no, a thousand times no! 
  Nothing short of being added to the list would satiate them. Tadiya mn 
  mareg ychalal?  Thanks to the theory of 
  inertia, however, akale snkul and less than wholesome ideas don't 
  elude upper management for long. And thus they who are choleric said unto the 
  people, "There shall be a petition," and thus there was a petition. 
  And the people of SELEDA signed it, and soon the president of the free world 
  will see the error of his ways.  Indemn senebetachiulin 
  Seledamoch?  Welcome to the Depression 
  and Ecstasy Issue. D'rom iko tenagren neber. Didn't we say that 
  this would be light on the eykkkkkkkkkkstasi? Do we know you people or 
  do we know you people? Ah, well… we won't beat a dead intern. As always though, 
   wefram gratitude to our writers and contributors who manage to, 
  as always, make us feel that the universe is absolutely in chaos and we are 
  to blame. Thank you a million times over for weaving words finer than spun 
  gold. We are, indeed, humbled. From Alaska to Debre Tabor, from Amsterdam to Accra, from Addis Ab'a to New Dehli, to all of us Ethiopians who have felt the sting of loneliness, the chenefer of isolation, the drq of belonging... to all of us who have  felt like our skin was getting just a little too tight... ayzon!! We are not alone. We hope you enjoy this issue.  So, what's new at SELEDA? 
   Er, that question would 
  assume that we have been doing at least some work. Nah, the neholels 
  that we are rapidly becoming, we've been vegetating in front of the television 
  wondering why we find the CNN logo curiously arousing. AeCHHHH! We would, however, like 
  to mention to our readers that the kids we love to love, the kids who will one 
  day rule Ethiopia with the same tender hands which hacked into computers and 
  handled playstation thingies, are at it again. The second annual Ethiopian 
  Students Association International conference will be held in Atlanta the 
  weekend of March 22. Huh? Atlanta? Oh, like Sherman didn't burn all scholastic 
  aptitude in Atlanta along with them antebellum, mint- julep-sucking, cotton-trading, 
  dung-throwing contest having passtimes in all of Geowjah. (Hmmm. Was that necessary?) 
  Although it might be against most ethical codes to be seen in Atlanta, we urge 
  all of you to attend and support this yearly erudition fest, even though, once 
  again, the kids forgot to invite us to host our famous "How to say nothing 
  with a lot of words" workshop. It begs the question: Why don't they love 
  us?  Heavens to glory, kick 
  us where it hurts and call us Nelly! We are extending the "Name the SELEDA 
  Guy" contest one more month because of anemic responses. Er, people… 
  interactivity… Send us your suggestions on what to name the guy on our 
  logo.  What else is new…   
   What else could we possibly 
  tell you about? Oh! Knock our heads and call us M'Tn Shrro … 
  why, could it be… it couldn't … is it..? Why, yes! It be, it BE our 
  birthday next month. No way. So way. NO way. SOOOO way. Ok, way. Yes, for three 
  whole years now we have been wading in the kiddie pool of asmesai 
  intellectual dexterity. Oh, look at us splash. Run, Spot, run.  Ehem… esti sine 
  s'rat. (MechE y'hon mialfln?)  What we meant to say before 
  we started acting like our SAT scores is… yes, it is April again… 
  and yes, SELEDA turns three. And yes, we are celebrating this very unimposing 
  achievement, as miniscule and underwhelming it might seem to the rest of humanity. 
  Listen, besides breathing, and we're not even sure about that thanks to our 
  pre-AA days in the 80s, we have not done anything consistently for three consecutive 
  days let alone years, so heck yes, we will be celebrating.  Ok. Enough already. Third 
  year, schmerd year. Oy vey!  Our April issue will be 
  the Ethiopia Issue… Ahhh… need we say more? Need we tell you why you 
  need to pen your stories and chronicle your tales so that your grandchildren 
  can wonder why grandpa/ma was not sent to a home much earlier in life? Need 
  we urge you to share your anecdotes of a country, a concept, a land, a phenomenon 
  that beguiles and bewitches us? Need we beg you to memoneCHaCHer 
  your fables and memories, gains and losses? We think not! Deadline is March 
  15th… 16th if you know the difference between Flseta and 
   HudadE. Send all submissions to editors@seleda.com. 
   What else?  Oh yes… We have a bunch 
  of new issues for the coming months… ke lie be-t'izaz yemeTu. 
  May will be the Family Feuds Issue; June the 
  "M'Ts"Issue; and July/August the 2015 
  Issue. No word yet on when we'll have the Is God from Gojam? Issue.  Much as we hate to, we have 
  to leave. We've got to go sign the "Teddy Afro for President" petition. 
   We love hearing from you. 
  Drop us a note from the Comment page, or email 
  us at editors@seleda.com. Selam inihun.
 The Humble Editors.
 
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