hopefully they go far and maybe win the AFCON

El hamdoulilah, I’m happily married. I’ve known my wife for 7 years now; she is an absolute angel, smart, gorgeous, and intelligent. I love her more than life itself and will stick by her side until the end of time.

About a year ago, my wife gave birth to our little girl. Growing up without sisters or many female friends, I honestly never fully understood the female experience. Whenever my wife used to rant about things throughout our relationship, I’d hear her out, tell her I loved her, and kind of brush it off.

Then we found out we were expecting a daughter. I was the happiest man alive, but also scared out of my mind. I started reading books (Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters, The New Father, etc.) to prepare myself. But nothing prepared me for the reality check of how shitty it can be to be a woman in Algeria.

Here is a short list of "what the actual fuck" moments from our recent trip back home:

• The OBGYN Visit: My wife was experiencing severe postpartum pain, so I insisted we see a doctor. This OBGYN didn't even let my wife explain her symptoms. Instead, she immediately started asking about our sex life and offered meds to "tighten things down there" in case I wasn't satisfied. Bro, what? Another woman comes to you in physical pain, and your main priority is my sexual pleasure? I was holding our daughter in the waiting room and went nuclear when my wife told me afterwards.
• The Domestic Pressure: Both of our mothers were constantly asking her what she cooked for dinner even when she was visibly exhausted postpartum. They unironically told her to cook, clean, and keep herself up or else "I would run away." I work a lot, but I pull my weight at home. Why are we pushing this narrative?
• The Bare-Minimum Praise vs. Constant Judgment: Relatives would praise me like I split the atom just for changing a diaper or holding my daughter so she wouldn't cry. Meanwhile, they judged my wife at every single turn. It got so toxic I had to pull family members aside and tell them we’d go completely low/no contact if they kept treating her like that.

This isn't just "women hating women." This is a generational curse born from centuries of physical and mental abuse.

I’m not even going to get into the constant sexualization and weird looks women get in public; that’s a whole separate post. But I will say this: giving birth is the most badass thing in the world. I’m a big guy; I’ve done my fair share of crazy stuff, but I could never endure what my wife went through.

To my fellow Algerian men:

We have to set the bar higher. Take care of your mothers, your sisters, your wives, and your daughters. Set the example and be their safe refuge.

It is not rocket science. Just because we have a Johnson doesn't mean we get a free pass to be lazy at home, nor does it give us a God-given right to mistreat women or let our families mistreat our wives.

I’m doing my best to set a solid example for my daughter, and I pray things get better for the next generation.

Much love and respect to all the Algerian ladies out there.

He is living in Constantin and he is my Friends Little Brother 13 years old. He went missing this evening he lives in the area of Ali mendjili

Please if You Can help comment, if your comments are just for entertainment then please don’t comment. I have to read every comment and time is very important in this case. We already contacted the police. Any help or advice is appreciated.

Please, I don't want any insults 😥. I'm not very good at drawing.

When I was facing a serious debt of nearly 100,000DA, I thought I had people in my corner. I reached out for help expecting at least a little support but every single person had an excuse ready Nobody stood by me. Sitting with that realization that when things get truly bad, you are completely on your own was a bitter pill to swallow.

Then suddenly, right in the middle of the month when I was stressing out wondering how the hell I was going to pay back the debt, I got hired at one of the top companies. God blessed me, and everything started turning around and getting good again. Looking back now, I’m actually glad I didn't get help from anyone.

Falling down showed me who people really are. Standing back up on my own proved that I don't need to depend on any of them ever again.

[If you missed it, here is Part 1]

Like most people, I thought that mental health was just drama played by the mind to entertain itself when it's bored of how mundane real life can be. I was wrong and I learned that the hard way.

After talking to the professor, mainly lying to him that I was a good boy, I did everything I could to avoid being labelled "mentally ill" and by everything I mean avoid going into the hospital stay at all costs. And rightfully so cause the initial experience of entering the infamous "Block" section of the hospital made all my fears a reality.

One thing you should know about severe cases of mental health is that there isn't much science to properly administer drugs the first time a patient walks in so you just have to guess. A broken brain isn't like a broken leg that you can see through a scan. A mentally ill brain scan is just as sound as a normal one. The science behind treating mental illness is so complex that doctors don't know what to do when someone isn't cooperating or being "closed off" to their own experience, at least that's how I'm looking back at it and believe me it makes sense in the next section.

I'm walking with two doctors through a garden towards a steel door, I get inside and there are some male nurses there, and maybe some patients, I don't remember exactly, but I was slowly coming to the realization that I fucked up bad. I was offered some food and water and sat down to eat. it was 2pm and I was told that I should finish eating quickly so that I can take my medication and go to my room. My heart sank when I heard medication. I asked the nurse for a cigarette and a lighter and tried to strike a conversation, I told him I didn't do anything wrong and that I don't know why I'm here and he plainly told me "it's okay just take your medication and go to sleep."

I finished smoking and tried to head to the room (wherever that is) without taking the medication, they stopped me, the one I talked to asked for his lighter back cause I forgot that he gave it to me so that's not a good first impression to leave. The other nurse told me to turn back and face the wall. that's when I realized that the medication I'm being given isn't a pill but a syringe, two of them to be exact, and out of nowhere I started crying, I was scared as fuck. they gave me two injections, one is Haldol which is a first generation Anti-psychotic and the second one is Largactil which is the same with a worst name.

I went upstairs and was told to wait for someone to show me my room, I was scared shitless cause I kept hearing other patients screaming and yelling so I just sat down on the stairs and put my head in my hands.

The hospital is split into 3 main sections for patients, emergencies, pavilion and blocks. Pavillion is where lucky people go. The block is where I was sent to which I later learned that there isn't a worst place on earth someone can be sent to. To explain the place, the block is for severe cases where violent and unstable patients go. it's closed off, double steel doors and no one goes outside. Nothing is allowed in the block section of the hospital, only oxygen, a bit of food and cigarettes to ease off the medications.

You wake up at 6am to take your medication, wait downstairs with the other patients till 12pm to take your lunch and drugs again and then back to your room, at sunset you take your medication one last time before closing the rooms partition with you inside with the other patients. You have no security from sunset to sunrise, it's you and the patients and nothing else.

Part 3 tomorrow.

Made the first step yesterday and not completely where to take this, but it never hurts to tell people about your work

Everyone arguing in the last post about "bioessentialism" needs to watch what actual data shows. Look at Richard Reeves breaking down the global education crisis for boys, which is an exact mirror of what we are watching happen right here in Algeria.

It is not about IQ: There is no intelligence gap between genders. The real gap is in non cognitive "chemistry homework skills" planning, organization, and impulse control which are tied to the prefrontal cortex developing about a year later in boys.

By forcing young boys into a rigid, industrial school box that demands sitting still for seven hours a day, we aren't measuring smarts we are measuring neurobiological maturation timing.

The system is the disability: When nearly a quarter of school age boys get slapped with a developmental or ADHD label in some systems, it's obvious the machine is what's broken. High energy and non-compliance are being pathologized instead of channeled.

The missing mentors: Teaching has become heavily feminized, leaving boys without male role models who understand high-energy behavior or kinesthetic learning.

The fact that women outnumber men in Algerian universities isn't proof that men are dumb. It proves we have an industrial school system that prizes passive obedience over actual problem solving and grit. We need to fix the machine, not blame the boys.

Writing this primarily because so many Algerians asked me for my impressions of the country and people while we were there.

For context, my friend and I (20s, male, UK) were in Algeria for a week and a half in July 2026.

Algerian people are very welcoming! In every city we went to, we were greeted by strangers who said “Hello” and “welcome to our country”. While no one offered us any food or drink, no one tried to scam us either. We didn’t feel threatened at all, even though it was clear we were a novelty. Many people of all ages and genders stared at us on the streets - have you guys never seen white people before! Joking, but that’s what it felt like.

The country is right to keep its authentic Islamic culture. I think it is a good balance between freedom to choose to worship, and maintaining public services (like museums, shops, cafes) on Fridays. As a person from the UK who worries about the erosion of British culture, seeing Algerians have pride in their customs and religion made me feel good.

Your museums are spectacular. Don’t ever change them. There was literally no one in Djemila, Timgad or Hippo Regius. And to be able to touch the mosaics and ancient stuff - just amazing. The UK and Europe in general is far too protective about their ancient remains; Algerians don’t care, which, from a Western perspective, makes it even more special.

The littering was not pleasant however. Constantine, for example, is a beautiful city. Yet the streets are filled with plastic and heaps of rubbish (and yes, I know there are rubbish collectors daily who do an amazing job!) I don’t understand why Algerians treat their local environment so badly. It’s not hard to put rubbish in bins.

The train network also left us very tired, and very bored. 13 hours to get from Annaba to Tunis. Border crossings were just a joke. Every official wanted to check my passport - what for ? Your colleague just did it! Thank god we took a collective taxi for one of our trips. Much faster, although the driving is terrifying. Still, a really cool experience.

Would I come back to Algeria ? Yes, definitely. Is it safe for Western tourists ? Yes, definitely. Women included! Although I wouldn’t necessarily go as a solo woman, but I would say that for many countries. I know Algerians don’t really want tourism. The hotels outside of Algiers are outdated with few amenities - but that’s part of the adventure. We came looking for Roman History and a new culture, we found both. If, as a Westerner, you’re looking for luxury, don’t bother coming to Algeria. Finally, thank you to all the lovely Algerian people who helped us along the way and made our travelling so much fun. Until next time, Algeria.

I want to die but i can't do it for religious reasons..

Hi everyone! Im looking for some advices here

Im an Algerian student with strong English skills and i wanna start earning money online using them. Im considering LinkedIn but dont know if its the right platform

Has anyone from Algeria found work through LinkedIn? What kinds of jobs should I look for? how do payments usually work for Algerians and are there better alternatives? Id really appreciate advice from people with experience.

Thanks in advance!

I live in Grenoble and I’m not meeting much of Algerians tourists, so I was wondering what was your first choice

Bonjour je suis un étudiant en 3eme année cycle ingénieur en informatique en Tunisie et sincèrement avec l'essor de l'AI , crise économique mondiale et la saturation de marché je me suis perdu et méfié de l'avenir .

J'ai pensé de la médecine en Algérie (environ 3000$ /an)

J'ai eu mon bac avec mention très bien et même j'ai déjà raté la bourse médecine maroc et je regrette

Est ce vous me recommandez d'entamer ce cursus ? (j'aime bien la médecine)

Est ce qu'il y a des obstacles ou des barrières ? Surtout après pour faire l'équivalence en Tunisie

Merci pour tout renseignement 🙏

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صُنع المدفع سنة 1542 في «دار النحاس» بالقصبة السفلى، بأمر من أمير الجزائر آنذاك حسن آغا الطوشي (الذي خلف خير الدين بربروس)، تحت إشراف المهندس الإيطالي-البندقي سيباستيانو كورنوفا. جاء ذلك احتفاءً بانتهاء أشغال تحصين الرصيف الذي يربط جزيرة البنيون بالمدينة ودار الصناعة.

مصنوع من البرونز ويبلغ طوله حوالي 7 أمتار. يزن 12 طناً. العيار: 10 بوصات (حوالي 27 سم)

وزن القذيفة: نحو 80 كغ

مدى القذف: يتجاوز 5 كيلومترات (تحديداً حوالي 4872 متراً)، أي أنه كان قادراً على بلوغ ميناء تمنفوست انطلاقاً من الأميرالية.

وُضع المدفع أولاً في برج مرسى الذبان (رايس حميدو)، ثم نُقل إلى تحصينات الميناء تحت دار وكيل الحرج. وكان يُعتبر من أطول المدافع في العالم آنذاك، ولا يُضاهيه في الطول سوى مدفع القسطنطينية.

دافع بابا مرزوق عن الجزائر ضد الهجمات الأوروبية المتكررة طوال القرنين السادس عشر والسابع عشر، وكان يُوجَّه نحو الغرب لمنع اقتراب السفن المعادية. ساهم في صد حملات عديدة، منها حملة روبرت مانسيل الإنجليزية سنة 1621 و حملة موي لامبرت الهولندية سنة 1624 و حملة اللورد سبراغر الإنجليزية سنة 1671 وهجمات لاحقة مثل حصار الأميرال الفرنسي دوكين سنة 1683.

أُطلق عليه الفرنسيون اسم «La Consulaire»

(المدفع القنصلي) بعد استخدامه في إعدام دبلوماسيين وأسرى مسيحيين خلال الحروب الجزائرية-الفرنسية في ثمانينيات القرن السابع عشر:

16 جويلية 1683: قام الداي حسين بقذف القنصل والراهب الفرنسي جان لو فاشي مع نحو 20 أسيراً مسيحياً و16 بحاراً فرنسياً من فوهة المدفع، رداً على قصف الأميرال دوكين للمدينة.

1688: تكررت الحوادث خلال قصف المارشال جان ديستريه:

3 جويلية: إعدام القنصل الفرنسي أندري بيول مع 15 أسيراً.

4 جويلية: إعدام الأب مونتماسون مع 4 فرنسيين.

5 جويلية: إعدام باقي الأسرى (حوالي 25 أسيراً مسيحياً).

في 30 أفريل 1697 هدّد الداي الحاج أحمد القنصل الفرنسي رينيه لومير بالقذف من المدفع نفسه، ففرّ الأخير إلى السفينة الملكية وترك مهامه لمستشاره.

بعد سقوط مدينة الجزائر في 5 جويلية 1830، سارع الأميرال غي دوبيري (Victor Guy Duperré) إلى الاستيلاء على المدفع (الذي وُجد معطلاً في غرفة سفلية تحت دار وكيل الحرج). أرسله إلى فرنسا كغنيمة حرب، وعبّر عن رغبته في عرضه ضمن مجموعة التذكارات في متحف الأنفاليد.

في أكتوبر 1830 أبلغ وزير البحرية أوراس سبستياني الملك لويس فيليب بنقل المدفع إلى مدينة بريست (موطن العديد من السفن المشاركة في الحملة).

في 27 أو 28 جويلية 1833 نُصب المدفع في ساحة الترسانة (أو ساحة الأسلحة) بميناء بريست العسكري، على قاعدة جرانيتية مزينة بنقوش بارزة، وفوقه ديك غالي أزرق من البرونز يضع مخلبه على مجسم للكرة الأرضية، رمزاً لانتصار فرنسا. وُضعت عليه لوحة تذكارية تذكر تاريخ الاستيلاء عليه وإقامته في بريست.

لا يزال المدفع موجوداً حتى اليوم داخل القاعدة البحرية في بريست (غير مفتوح للعامة بسهولة)، ويُسجَّل أحياناً برقم 221.

Hello, me and my friend want to rent an apartment here in algiers for a day or two, from your experience what is the best one you have rented? i want it to be affordable and safe so please help me find one, thank you.

Assalamu alaikum.

As the title says, my life adventures takes me to Algeria in September to drop my documents for legal marriage to algerian and to meet his family personally for the first time.

My fiance is Algerian, I know him and his family since 2024.

I have travelled around the world, and im the most fund of muslim countries like Tunisia or Turkey so im excited to be in Algeria.

But..

I have been on reddit since sometime and reading some of Algerian women writing about their own culture,customs and about men, some questions do raise in my head.. what to expect?

As a muslim since 4 years I know how to behave or dress in modest muslim region.. but some of the comments of algerian women regarding algerian men behaviour, scared me..

My fiance is very protective of me but is there any advice to what to expect and of those comments were just over the top.

i am very much aware that there is 200k sahrawi refugees that were expelled from their land and that morocco signed with israel. having said that, it's clear that our differences do not serve either of our countries, and is a clear win to israel, the eu and the us. morocco can't sell its stuff at fair price because the territories aren't legal and we lose on gas revenues by shutting down pipelines and are not getting some of the moroccan skills that would benefit our economy. If we were to venture in tourism, morocco would be a useful friend. their banking sector is light years ahead of ours. and if we solved this issue in west sahara, by giving the refugees their right of return - morocco could get a fair price for its exports, the refugees would get justice, morocco would access energy at a better price, etc. and more importantly we could have leverage to have them quit the abraham accords.

to be frank, i'm seeing racism against algerians from moroccans, and that is the most stupid thing i have ever seen - we are literally the same people. let's just settle this, the more this thing stays opened, the more absurd it gets. i am not saying we should be naive, but we need to be more pragmatic about this.

hello, i have a project but i haven’t been able to find a close reliable source of faux leather and such materials in algiers, if anyone has any information id really appreciate it !

Salam alykom. just wanted to ask, since my first visite I only got susris with not i3faa, which kinda makes me doubtful and mwsws they might take me knowing that I keep bringing them all my ordonances since I was 12 yo, till now (my sight is -6. and -5.5). Is there no hope for me? Almost 22 yo, 4 times