Before it gets really hot, I feel the need to make two points very clear. First, as a Muslim and Arab I do not support any sort of attacks against unarmed civilians regardless of their faith, skin color and nationality (unless its a legal self-defense situation e.g. war ). And second, I’m disgusted from the very well organized bashing strategy against Muslims and Arabs throughout our very dear western media channels. I mean seriously, when will O’Reilly and the rest of the gang grow up and let go? As I look at it, it seems to me the western media and their hardcore commentators have one mission: bash anything, everything and everyone Arab and Muslim.  For them , Arabs and Muslims will never be good enough. No matter what we accomplish or try to do, we will always be those who got lucky because of their oil and 123.

Have you not watched the Dictator movie by the famous Baron Cohen, who by the way happens to be Jewish? The Dictator movie (which clearly depicts an Arab and Muslim character) is a typical Hollywood propaganda which was smartly released at the peak of the Arab Continue reading…

As my nude title indicates Arab women or let’s say many Arab women scattered across our masculine globe feel like nothing but bed and breakfast. Obviously its not a fancy title to die for but in reality its very much how women feel. Some of us feel like tagged possessions with pulse, and some other look at themselves like designed creatures to perfection. Well you can say creatures with a defined scope of work which is in summary:  to fulfill their men’s hunger in beds and on plates. Boring!

Excuse my undressed thoughts but sometimes a bit of flesh is a must in order to spot out the many defects in ourselves and beloved society.  Men or some good number of similar creatures to men have repeatedly proved to be a failure in understanding what we women really want. I’m not referring to bed fantasies, Belgium chocolate and exotic fruits in some hotel room. Oh no no, that would be what many useless men assume. A woman is an ultra-sensitive creature who is unfortunately repetitively being pressurized by some weird external factors which are to 1 OBEY, 2 LISTEN and 3 NEVER EXPRESS.

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Just if you’re wondering, YES, I did take a quite damn long break from stripping off my thoughts in public … its winter after all. In any case, you’ve landed on my page so let’s start with hello, its me and I’m totally back.

Lately I’ve been thinking about Arab men and women.  Between the two I’m struggling to decide who the victim is and who is not! You and I know how Arab women are under what I believe is a severe psychological and physical pressure to perfect their beings for let’s be honest men. We all come across women from different sizes who’ll starve themselves for months and run miles in whatever marathon to not fit in their favorite pair of jeans or do well in their societies but to simply keep their men visually aroused.  Is it a surprise? Let’s not pretend …

The idea of perfection isn’t bad, but the fact that women are perfecting themselves to lock down men requires a shrink. Let’s imagine that you and I are having a quality walk in one of the shopping malls or any busy place. Look around carefully … observe… do you see what I see? Dozens of average Continue reading…

Maybe math, physics or cooking, but we Arabs can’t fail mastering the art of everyday hypocrisy.  I’m kind of sure all other races do the whole double standard thing flawlessly, but lets say I’m for now concerned about my culture, the Arab culture. What makes a culture anyways? People … and our people nowadays do really suck in so many nasty ways. You disagree? I’ll share with you some honey.

Only in Arabia your family name is more important than your sweaty resume. And guess what’s more important than your goddamn last name? Your balance sheet i.e. the steady growth of your bank account. With full honesty “no polishing whatsoever” your ethics and positive outlook mean nothing or at least come second to heavy notes, pile of cash, loads of money. Are you following? I’m talking triple 0 times 12 or more.   Take a deep breath, and hey don’t you worry. Sometimes all you need to be accepted is a nice house, sexy car that is more expensive than your “house” and good contacts or just contacts that know those good contacts who you can a** kiss whenever you can and whenever you want to hit the jack!

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