Category: GECOL

The summer of blackouts

An introduction to a chronic issue

The summer of 2020 breaks a national records of how many blackouts occurred in one year. I lost count at 7 but I am sure it’s around 10 times. All of which has been announced on the official page of the general electric company, and very well documented if I may add.

A culture of “No shame”

In normal circumstances whomever charge for the energy sector would resign in shame following such atrocities (knowing my compatriots that’s not a thing), and you’d expect that they’d be fired. No one is fired.. They are relieved of their duties and rotated to another position within the same organization.. Marvelous.

Japanese officials bowing in apology. Source: The independent.

Just wondering, if our electric company officials had to bow for every outage or blackout, how many life times would they spend bowing?

Overlapping authorities

One thing always boggled me, where do the authorities of the electric company end and the ministry of electricity and renewable energy starts? Is there a practical usage of “renewable energy” in Libya? Is the ministry really just a container for a company? Then one of them is surely redundant?!

The numbers .. They just don’t add up!

Libya is an oil producing company, a member of the OPEC, and has a very low population to space ratio and an even lower population increase percentage (1.5% in 2018); and a population of 6.75 Million people according to Wikipedia. So having a crippling energy crisis seems suspicious even to the best of intentions.

Lack of transparency

There are a lot of numbers not being presented to the masses.

How much energy is produced in Libya per day per megawatts?

How much is the deficiency in megawatts per day?

How much are the costs and revenues of the sector?

No one knows for sure, all the people know that the hours of power outages are increasing, up to several days at end. With no plausible justification for this lack of competence. The amount of money spent on the sector is in the billions of dollars. With no improvement whatsoever.

Post war blues

A war just ended and everyone is feeling the burn. A year and two months of assault won’t go in a heartbeat. The electric grid has sustained a lot of damage and it would take a lot of time and effort to repair what’s been damaged.
It’s worth noting that blocking the production of oil – the main source of income for Libya- is a major factor in this suffering indeed. (Thanks uncle Hafter, I hope you fry in hell).

An oil production facility.

Final words

It’s been almost 10 years since the uprising in 2011. The situation is at its worse (so far) and threatening to deteriorate even worse. That ironically would make us reminisce about the good old days when we had power for two hours every other day.

I’m just using the hours of not having electricity (or lately the hours of having it) as an index for happiness and misery.

Cross roads

Good day to my English speaking readers. Assuming you can’t read in Arabic (or that you are too lazy to copy the text and paste in Google translate, just kidding!) I’ve changed the blog’s name to Black coffee, I’ve been blogging on this blog for 5 years and I’m almost at 300,000 page views! How about that?

The age old question!

I’m faced with a conundrum: The top read posts are in Arabic but most of the comments are in English. A mix between the two seems to be the answer, but I’m yet to balance the two.

Catching up

Life continues to drag on as a bit of the same old, with some clashes every now and then erupting in the middle of the city to make us appreciate the status quo.
Ramadan has been pleasant so far despite the astronomical prices, the weather is cool and GECOL are itching to find an excuse to start cutting the electricity. If it can only last until the end of Ramadan? Third world problems at it’s best.

My job

My job continues to be a soul crushing cycle of routine and melancholy. A cycle that I waited for two years to be a part of. The salaries are meager, when divided by the black market rate of the US dollar (which controls in the price of everything in Libya) I find that I get paid a little more than 80$ a month. Try living by that tiny amount of money (which I’m not even getting due to a nation wide liquidity crisis, it’s so bad my account has been frozen by the bank because I haven’t cashed out money in over a year).

Getting married?

Everyone I know seems to be either getting engaged or getting married. It’s like they are answering some mating call that I’m not receiving.
When I ask my friends why do they want to get married. Their ready answer for this is that it is the next step that everybody seems to be taking.
Go to school, graduate, get a job, and get married.
I’m not too eager to share my life with someone else (assuming that I can afford the long and complicated courtship process that is a Libyan wedding) so for the next few years god willing, I’m staying single..

It doesn’t seem fair!

When I come to think of it, I haven’t done anything with my life, I graduated from college only to start working almost right away. And now when I’ve finally settled at a job, I find that the next step other than post graduate studies is getting married. What?

What I REALLY want to do

What I really want to do is travel! I’m yet to travel abroad with the exception of Tunisia (with all due respect, my two trips to Tunisia were awful). I’d like to go to new places and explore the world. It doesn’t have to be fancy or glamorous, I just want to gain experience and see the world, that is one of the things I have in my bucket list. And none of those items is getting married, none!




Delaying marriage is a personal decision, I’m not going door to door canceling weddings and breaking hearts! Maybe in two or three years I will be convinced to go through the bells and whistles for someone, but for the time being this seems like the worst idea I could think of (right after staying in Libya!!).

Sour grapes

What’s so good about marriage anyway? I’m not saying it’s sour grapes. But every married person I know is complaining about one thing or the other. Be it the spouse or the children or the high cost of life. I know I’m not the happiest person you would meet, but I know well enough not to sign up to a misery camp when the subscription fee is everything I made + my life taken away from me.

Final words

Are you married? Getting married soon? Single like myself? I believe that everyone has a story to tell and a unique perspective of his own. And I’d like to hear your story in the comments section below.

Have a nice day. And hug your kids if you have kids.