Showing posts with label arabs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arabs. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Airplane Crashes

First it was an Air France plane.


Then a Yemeni plane.


And now an Iranian plane.


All crash shortly after take off and (almost) everyone on board dies. This calls for a united force of Arabs sitting at their computers making up conspiracy theories! Possible theories some idiots will conjure up will either be related to doomsday, Israeli conspiracies, or the Bermuda triangle.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Arab Stereotypes

People have been manipulated by the media into believing what they see in films about Arabs. There has been an Arab stereotype in the West about how they think Arabs are. To a majority of Westerners, an Arab...
  • Lives in a tent in the middle of a vast desert filled with sandstorms.
  • Has ten wives each of which wears a burqa and has ten children.
  • Wears a red keffiyeh and has an uncombed beard from one ear to the next.
  • Goes around his daily life with a suicide vest strapped to his chest.
  • Rides on a decorated but smelly camel from one village to the next.
  • Has wives that go around the tent holding large pots of water on their heads.
  • Lives on nothing but falafel for his breakfast, lunch and supper.
  • Carries a sword on his back or on his waist and uses it to behead people.
  • Has extremist views on killing all the West and burning their bodies.
  • Earns a living by robbing nearby villages late at night.
  • Writes in hieroglyphics and worships large statues of ancient pharaohs.
  • Has a name of "abu" followed by either "abdul", "mohammad", or "mustafa".
  • Come to the west with the only intention of blowing up a crammed bus.
Here's a video from Queen Rania's Youtube channel about Arabs in the west and how people there see them.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Holidays Before Holidays

Some things are really strange in this world, like aliens, politicians and taxi drivers. But one thing that’s really strange is how Arabs decide their days off. Which is were my ranting all begins, when students decided that Thursday, the day before the Eid holiday which will last for more than a week, is a holiday for them as well.

There’s no problem in taking a day off, but why would anyone take off a day when you’ve got a whole week ahead of you. And just to add to that, my parents made me go to school anyway and I got bored to death, along with the other three students that came along as well, and did practically nothing.

Which asks the question, why on earth do we need holidays before holidays? The problem is that it’s grown too much its hard to stop this bad habit. My point is, there’s nothing wrong in taking a day off for some reason, but the problem is when you take a holiday for the sake of another holiday. It’s a bit like how everyone at school will come in their new clothes when we come back.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

I'm Only Asking For An Hour

The worldwide launch of the latest Harry Potter is provoking religious controversy in Israel.

Bookstores will be opening on the Sabbath, the Jewish holy day, to sell the final instalment to eager fans.

Most shops are normally closed for trade on the Sabbath, which runs from sunset Friday to sunset Saturday.

Religious politicians are accusing the bookstores of putting profits ahead of religious sensitivities for agreeing to open their shops.

The Israeli Industry and Trade Minister, Eli Yishai, has threatened to fine any store that opens on Saturday.

Israeli law forbids businesses to force their employees to work on the Sabbath.


Forget the main topic, it is irrelevant. See the part where it says about fines and politics.

It is quite sad to see how Israel works very hard to put its religion into order. Sabbath is a day in which all shops must close, due to the day's religious meanings of "the day of rest". They take religious matters like these seriously. Punishments are put for those who force workers to work on Sabbath.

"The Sabbath (or Sabbat) is a weekly day of rest and/or worship that is observed in the Judeo-Christian faiths. The term derives from the Hebrew shavat, "(to) rest". It originates from the biblical account of the last day of creation, and was repeated as part of the Ten Commandments. A number of other religions have a similar practice, and the term has also been imported into secular usage."

Switch to the Arab view. The only time in the whole week that you are not allowed to trade is the hour of prayer on Friday. This is a law in Islam, not a law by the country of Jordan. Nothing puts this law into place even though Jordan is an Islamic country. And even if this law was taken into force, you would see policemen bribed, shops "half-open", people "not-really-working"...

Its only a hour!

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Some Dabshaat (I+II)

Conversations In Men's Cubicles

I was barely sitting down when I heard a voice from the other
stall saying: "Hi, how are you?"

I = Me, M = Man In Other Cubicle

I: "Doin' just fine!"
M:"So what are you up to?"

I: "Uhhh, I'm like you, just traveling!"

M: "Can I come over?"
I: "No... I'm a little busy right now!"

Then I hear the guy say nervously...

"Listen, I'll have to call you back. There's an idiot in the other stall who keeps answering all my questions!"

The Advantage of being an Arab

An old Arab lived close to New York City for more than 40 years. One day, he decided that he would love to plant potatoes and herbs in his garden, but he knew he was alone and too old and weak.

His son was in college in Paris, so the old man sent him an e-mail explaining the problem: ” Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can’t plant potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if only you were here, that you would help me and dig up the garden for me. I love you, your father .”

The following day, the old man received a response e-mail from his son: "Beloved father, please don’t touch the garden. That is where I have hidden the THING. I love you, too, Ahmad."

After detecting the e-mail, the FBI stormed the house of the old man and took the whole garden apart, searching every inch. But they couldn’t find anything. Disappointed, they left the house.

The next day, the old man received another e-mail from his son: "Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your potatoes. That is all I could do for you from here. Your loving son, Ahmad."