Egypt Schizophrenia

I went to get my motorcycle from a nearby garage and greeted the driver: Good morning. He did not reply. So do the building doorman, and the grocery owner. Although the latter two sometimes respond with pressed letters, as a teacher does teaching his student a lesson: "Peace, mercy and blessings of God be upon you," I never tired of greeting the morning and evening to the politician. I did it day after day, and I know it won't respond. I did not stop this until I heard him say to a man sitting next to him: "He thinks we are Christians, and he is not a Christian! This sentence opened a door for me to understand the "Egyptian case" in a new way, and I thought I understood it.