Existential anxiety is ravaging the lives of Yemenis!

Nothing terrifies the Yemeni moment more than that unknown fate in which the lives of Yemenis are drowning day after day, and its terrifying downfall that uproots its roots, sweeps away its foundations, and one’s inability to keep up with its collapse and the loss of those faded features of it, during the predation of high prices and the collapse of the value of the riyal and the lack of food security, and the closing of the windows of bridging the deficit and triumphing over famine and poverty, and the turbidity of the shallow requirements of survival, and their intractability to the Yemeni family that has been liberated from the grip of the priesthood, and has been optimistic about an authority that guarantees it the minimum requirements for a decent life.

The storm of the currency collapse has upset the balance of living, and has caused panic in a society unable to acquire what will sustain its life until tomorrow. Every day, many things fall from its list of needs, and it puts an end to its relationship with them after the gap between their price and its ability to acquire them widens. Its imagination no longer has room to comprehend the deterioration of its living conditions, the theft of its humanity, and the loss of its dignity, and there is no hope of saving it from this abyss.

For a decade since the war engulfed the country, Yemenis in the liberated areas have not witnessed such a deadly living crisis, despite the fact that they have lived through all the horrors of war, fear, displacement and homelessness. Their security-wise life was on the verge of disaster, but now it is on the verge of desertification, with sources of income drying up, a gradual lack of means of living such as gas, water and flour, the closure of schools and the continuous failure of the necessities of life. This threat has become a specter that terrifies the vast majority of people who are barely spying on life more than living it, and are on their way to losing their connection to it and their existence deviating from its images and forms.

This people cannot normalize this frightening situation, or the possibility of its collapse, and its dimensions and tragedies show that it is continuing to explode, and this people is pouncing on those who make them taste these calamities. Nothing like hunger generates volcanoes of anger and discontent among the public. Waves of rioting will rise and the frenzy will increase in several ways to search for solutions that will be imposed by the state of popular turmoil and public discontent when it goes out adventurously without return, and in its view the miserable life is equal to imminent death, but it is exhausting and slow, snatching the pulse of life gradually with cruelty and bitterness.

I am not a pessimist here, but I am one of a society that shows the wrinkles of this anxiety, and I feel it closely in the surrounding environment, and I hear the narratives of the crisis and the tales of poverty that resound from every family, so it is logical to sense those pains and listen to those groans, and to take into consideration the size of the fears that threaten our fate as a people who are lurking with a racial enemy on the one hand and a food fear on the other hand, so excluding his victory over the two dangers becomes an inevitable option, and he has devoted all his strength, life and vision in order to achieve a free and dignified life, and in the end he reaches a path full of humiliation, poverty and struggle for a living, and renunciation of the dreams of liberation, restoring the state, building a homeland and creating a bright future.

Therefore, focusing on this issue stems from a moral commitment, humanitarian considerations, and a national duty that requires us, as elites and opinion writers, to feel the pandemic of misery and food insecurity, and to harness written and spoken discourse to read the effects of this humanitarian dilemma, and to criminalize any national forces that do not care about people’s concerns and existential anxiety regarding their food, drink, and shelter. The people no longer accept those illusions forged in the folds of crude speeches and dull partisan fabrications that have let us down as a society and disappointed our hope of providing anything that touches our lives or brings stability to our present.