Ces Arabes !
Did you say Arab ? Did I hear you right ? Arab is my nationality, my identity and my language. A language that existed before you were born, before you were collectively conceived.. When your ancestors were still discovering language, and when you were communicating in grunts and groans, with a pistol in one hand. Your great grand father was a slave trader and yours was an ex convict. As for you, you discovered the virtue of bathing thanks to your expeditions to the Orient. And as for you - your university still has its faculty of medicine following what your crusaders brought with them in knowledge from the East. And you - your industrial revolution was only made possible thanks to the Silk road and its pillaging. So who are you talking to ? You cave man. When addressing your true Masters, you need a little humility. And one of this blog's intent is to make you humble or very angry... In either case - I have achieved my purpose. So I am an Arab, an Arab Woman. And what a wonderful "thing" to be.
Layla Anwar, An Arab Woman Blues - Reflections in a sealed bottle... August 18, 2008