ABSTRACT
As a Muslim Arab living in an Islamic land, how can I talk fairly about the friendship and tolerance between Jews and Arabs, between Muslims and Catholics in Tunisia, at a time when people kill one another because of their religion, and when fundamentalists would like to impose everywhere their one and only diktat? How can I convey the daily sensuality of my society, which always put life above all dogmas? Only by speaking about these simple things I used to feel.1
