I often wonder if other nations are as hard on themselves as we are. No doubt our behavior toward one another on a personal, national and global scale is enough reason to begin a critical discourse on our self-perceived lack of inspiration.
As we drove south from Yerevan toward the region of Syunik and arrived in Goris, we were greeted by spectacular rock formations jutting up toward the sky, hundreds of ancient cave dwellings, rolling hills and fields awash in a silvery winter mist, and snow-capped mountain ranges that seem to go on for an eternity.
The Christmas tree in our capital city’s Republic Square is lit, holiday decorations are up, traffic is congested, people are buying presents, mothers are frantically preparing traditional dishes for their holiday table and children are looking forward to presents and their winter break from school.
Autumn in Yerevan this year has been gloriously warm and sunny. Just a few days ago we were sitting at an outdoor café enjoying a hot cup of coffee by Republic Square. I was trying to vacate my mind of everything going on in my life when I happened to glance over and see a big beautiful old tree a few meters away.
Instead of preoccupying themselves with the security of our nation, the National Security Service has been commissioned to occupy themselves with investigating charges against Vartan Oskanian, who held the post of Minister of Foreign Affairs for a decade, for money laundering and expropriation of funds because he had the audacity to criticize the ruling regime and perhaps because he has aspirations to become a presidential candidate.