The Biggest Trap?

I love it when Doctors/Professors literally spit out their "pearls of wisdom" at us during rounds. Seriously, the stuff I hear coming from these men's mouths is pure comedy gold.

I remember during my OB&GYN round last month, there was this particular doctor who blew me away. We only saw him twice but he had a particularly profound effect on me during one of those times caused by one of his highly entertaining "pearls.

I'm paraphrasing here, of course but the gist of what he told us one time when we were discussing the value of knowing the patient's and her husband's respective ages was:

"See? Her husband's much older than her. He probably needed someone to serve him. That's what these marriages with significant age differences are usually about. You see, the biggest trap a man can fall into is ending up outliving his wife because then there would be no one to take care of him in his old age. I mean, a woman can serve herself when she's old and on her own but a man still needs taking care of! "

So let me get this straight...
A elderly widower's biggest problem would be the absence of a female "servant" rather than a "companion"? His biggest problem would be the inability to shout "JANE! ME HUNGRY! FEED NOW!" at someone? And an elderly female widow needs nothing because any thing's manageable as long as she can cook and clean after herself despite any decrepitude old age might cause?

This is actually as silly as the notion that a widower should get married as soon as possible because he needs someone to take care of the house while a widow shouldn't because she should stay loyal to her husband's memory and think only of her children.

If this is the biggest trap a guy could fall into, the biggest one a girl could fall into is ending getting hitched to a guy retarded enough to think of her as an investment to keep him comfortable in his old age.


Listening to : God is an Astronaut - Radau

Baby, it's cold outside....

Damn! It's been way too long since I've made a post. Shame on me by all means! It's funny that I sit here writing this post as I'm slowly losing feeling in my hands and toes and watching my nail beds turn into a lovely shade of bluish-gray.

Winter, don't ya just *cough* love it *cough*?

You know it's winter in Abbasia when the fact that the entire square and the areas surrounding it are the equivalent of a gargantuan urinal becomes most pronounced. You're just walkin' down the street, chewin' your gum , mindin' your own business and you nearly bump into someone acting a little too much like they're at home. O.K. fellas, just because it's cold and just because you can , doesn't mean that you should. Meanwhile, chicks are avoiding fluids like the plague because they just know that there's a urogenital infection waiting to be caught by even being within the same vicinity of the university bathroom. Life sucks and ain't that a fact.

And yes, I realize that I've been saying gross, icky stuff for 5 minutes straight now.

To compensate, here' s a gorgeous 1989 song by Peter Murphy called " a strange kind of love". Lyrics:

A strange kind of love
A strange kind of feeling
Swims through your eyes
And like the doors
To a wide vast dominion
They open to your prize

This is no terror ground
Or place for the rage
No broken hearts
White wash lies
Just a taste for the truth
Perfect taste choice and meaning
A look into your eyes

Blind to the gemstone alone
A smile from a frown circles round
Should he stay or should he go
Let him shout a rage so strong
A rage that knows no right or wrong
And take a little piece of you

There is no middle ground
Or that's how it seems
For us to walk or to take
Instead we tumble down
Either side left or right
To love or to hate

The Great Weight Debate

Being the highly perceptive person that I am *snicker*, I've noticed that there's not a single time I've gotten together with my girlfriends without a discussion about weight emerging somehow. No one knows when it starts. No one remembers who starts it. It just ..is ...and it keeps going..and going. It doesn't matter who is what size, everybody hates something about their bodies. Everybody wants something to be smaller, or bigger, or to move up, or to move down, or to disappear altogether. It's amusing how we do all this while sipping drinks or eating desserts that probably contain about a million calories each.

I've always been curious, though. Do guys do that, too?

It’s all in the technique

I’m sure we all (the ones with functioning brains at least) know that harassment is a horrible vile thing particularly because of how degrading and violating it is to women.

The thing I don’t get, is why would a pompous, self-absorbed jackass who thinks women were all created for his own personal entertainment do something as useless, inane and just plain stupid as harassment that eventually succeeds in doing nothing but making him look like an idiot?

To further explain my point; let’s examine some common techniques guys use to harass women:

-Walking up near a woman close enough so she can hear you whisper something obscene. She doesn’t understand what you said, she doesn’t care what you said, your breath stinks, you stink and you still suck at life.

-Honking a horn when you see an attractive woman. What’s the expected reaction here exactly? Should said woman throw herself at your car’s windshield? Wave? Chase the car wherever it may go because she is now certain beyond all doubt after hearing that heavenly horn that you (yes, you!) are the one for her?

-Swerving your car at an attractive woman in the street. Now what the hell is this about? I mean, I know if I was a guy, whenever I see a hot girl my immediate reaction would be to run her over! Yeah, baby, yeah!

-Walking as close to her as possible and singing. Seriously? That’s like, supposed to have a deeper meaning? Besides that your vocal cords need to be either lubricated or just pulled out for the sake of humanity?

-Comparing an attractive woman to various foods like “eshta/cream cheese” or “3asal/honey.” Or “zebda/butter”. What girl doesn’t want to hear herself compared to gooey, sticky fattening foods that send your cholesterol through the roof all day long ? It actually manages to make the perpetrator seem even more disgusting (hard as it is to believe) . I’m guessing it’s the drool that adds that extra “eww” .

-Grabbing your privates. Good God ! It isn’t enough that for some reason the majority of men think it’s actually OK to adjust um…themselves any where, any time (IT”S NOT DAMMIT, IT”S NOT!), they actually think that it’s somehow enticing.

The overall gain from these techniques is either being completely ignored, being looked at with disgust or if a girl is especially having a bad morning , a minor scandal to spice up the day.

What’s the point ? Even if you don’t have the least bit of respect for women, why do something so incredibly moronic? I don’t care if you can’t get married, or if the economic conditions are harsh bla bla bla…if you don’t give a rat’s ass about women and their rights at least maintain a shred of dignity for your own sake every once in a while.

Which is Worse?

Can you believe that every single time I pray outside my house, some girl is waiting by to give me a cassette or give me a lecture about my hair? One girl even had the audacity (or is it the stupidity?) to ask me inside a mosque while putting on my shoes if I was a muslim. Um..well darn , you caught me! I’m really a Buddhist in disguise who came in here for the breezy atmosphere and the romantic lighting.

I should’ve asked her if she only began praying or even believing in God when she started covering her hair or maybe I should’ve just told her she was a hopeless moron. *Sigh*That’s l’esprit de l’escalier for you.

The next thing I see when I go out in the street are tons of happy happy couples. Arms around each other not a care in the world. The girls forming halves of these couples were usually girls wearing a hijab, a khemar or a 3abaya.

I’m a little confused here. So it’s not ok to leave your hair uncovered but having a guy grab you or put his arm around your waist or your neck, whisper sweet nothings into your ear and do whatever else it is you guys do together is A OK with God? I admit I maybe a little (ok VERY) uptight when it comes to PDA (public displays of affection) but shouldn’t a girl who’s so religious be just a little bit reluctant when it comes to letting a guy even hold her hand unless they’re officially married? Shouldn’t they be in the presence of their families and friends but never by themselves until they’re officially married? I’m guessing all of this goes on behind their parents’ backs as well.

I remember this professor telling us that girls should dress conservatively ( he meant wear a scarf) or else they’re figuratively letting each man passing by “have a lick”. And yes, those were his exact words. Do I understand from this rapidly spreading phenomenon that as long as you’re wearing a head cover or a 3abaya or whatever, it’s ok to give a selected few an actual “taste” before marriage (or even an engagement)?

And do the situations I’m put in make it ok for me to walk up to some random chick with a 3abaya and a guy surgically attached to her in the street and ask her if she’s a muslim because she’s got what seems to be a huge parasite (let’s call it Humanus hornyus) attached to her body? So can I, can I ?

Am I being judgemental ? Damn right I am. I tend to get that way when random people piss me off on a daily basis with their looks and their “words of wisdom”. It’s my turn, dammit!

See, I’m not against hijab or any tpe of garment a girl wears because she thinks she must in order to qualify as a good muslim as long as she’s not forced into it. I’m just sick of people preaching about appearances while everything else takes a back seat. I thought life was supposed to be about being honest with yourself rather than doing the equivalent of throwing society a bone, so they would call you a good girl and leave you alone, then sneak around and do whatever you want even though you know it’s religiously or sometimes even morally reprehensible. I thought...I thought your character was supposed to overflow on the outside instead of letting that shiny outer shell do all the work for your character or lack thereof.

Isn’t it? Or is that just not in fashion anymore?

Ma 3aleina. As one friend of mine usually says : Gayez el moftchy al OK!

Things I've learned from Med School (part I)

1-Far too many people are too infatuated with how fantastic they are.

2-Professors should be required to undergo a psychiatric evaluation before being unleashed onto the students. Pyscho-Professors turn normal students into Psycho-Students ,some of which one day will become New Psycho-Professors. Thus the Cycle continues and the Earth bleeds.

3-Far too many people have too much potential for split-personality disorder and/or schizophrenia. Yikes.

4-Far too many people look more than willing to kill you in your sleep, even when they're smiling.

5-People should require a license to breed. Too many people produce too many neglected children who either grow up into lousy adults or don't make it to adulthood at all (some of which pay us a visit in the pediatrics ward during their short short lives). Babies are easy to make, raising them well is the actual challenge.

6-Far far too many people seem unreconciled with the idea of wearing deodrant. Wear it people , it's for the benefit of human kind.

7-Too many guys have a long way to go before they're men, too many girls seemed to have flown over the "mademoiselle" station right into the "45 yr old divorcee with 3 kids" station.


I'm Diggin' this song right now : The killers-Read my Mind.

Truly Horrific News Item

Source

A couple of Law Enforcers attempted to rape a young woman in one of the busiest subway stations in Egypt , in broad f*cking daylight!

Excuse me while I go puke my guts out.. >:(

I can't stop thinking about his. How could this have happened? What could have possibly been going through those 2 jerks' heads to make them think that they could get away with something like this? Did they not expect the girl to report the incident like so many rape victims in Egypt who are afraid of the social stigma? Good God, what is this world coming to...?
I hope they actually get the punishment they deserve and I hope the ppl who make excuses for shit-heads like these (girls wear tight clothes, video clips, el dish, the economy..bla bla bla) actually put a sock in it this time.
Thank God that the girl managed to get away at the right time.

N.B. the poem in my previous post is eerily applicable to this.

Those pesky jeans

Last night I was watching the popular egyptian program on Dream tv called "10 p.m" or "el 3ashera masa2an". Like the rest of the country they were talking about our newest celebrity; the Maadi Stabber. I have to admit that it was an interesting show and I enjoyed what I managed to watch from it except for one particular point brought up by a caller. He stated that if girls which just "respect themselves" and not wear obscene clothing , nobody would attack them.
Omg Omg, it's like..just sooo simple. It's the clothes. Women are being stabbed and having their internal organs torn up because of the clothes. Not because -heaven forbid- the guy's completely psycho, or because the security is so sub-par that these girls were being stabbed in broad daylight. No, no,no, that's just crazy talk. It's the clothes.
I mean if a girl is wearing what some ppl will define as improper or tight clothing (like a pair of jeans instead of a friggin' burka), that warrants her being harrassed, stabbed or even raped. *HeadDesk*
The thing is, this isn't the first time I've heard this opinion about this particular case among others and it's terrifying to realize that there might be many ppl in Egypt who think with the same logic of rapists, along the lines of " she was a slut, so she deserved it, dammit!".
It's the same issue when a girl gets harrassed on the streets in here, it's always because of the way she's dressed, the way she walks, talks , laughs, whatever. The easiest explanation is that it's always because of her. Forget the guy, poor thing has no control over his hormones.
The truth is nearly all girls know that it's never been about the clothes, the only qualification to get harrassed or in this latest case, get stabbed, is having a uterus.
Why this sacred tradition of blaming victims when the victims are girls?