neurotic Iraqi wife
September 18, 2007
A Joyous Time...
I almost forgot to wish everyone a Happy Ramadhan. I know its a bit late, but to be honest I dont really feel it when Im here. Its a completely different atmosphere to what Im used to back in AD. Since the majority are Westerners, Ramadhan in the GZ is just like any other day. Unfortunately Im not fasting, when I really should be. One, Ive been suffering from a severe tummy bug, and no Im not taking any medication for it, nor am I gonna go to the CSH just to get humiliated because I dont hold a DOD card. Two, I get migraine attacks and I dont have my medicine with me. So instead, Im looking for a way to pay to feed those who fast (In Islam, if for any reason one cant fast, then he should pay to feed atleast 10 people that are, its called paying a kaffara).
I literally dragged myself to work today. Thankfully, there was a slightly cooler morning breeze, unlike the last few days, where the weather seemed to get hotter instead of cooling down. As I was checking my emails, I saw a familiar name in my inbox, and I couldnt believe it. Its from W (hence Im blogging abt it from work). W was one of the last people that got an interview in Amman. HUBBY and I were sooooooo happy for him, yet the day he left was more or less a very sad day for me. W was like our kid brother. The most amazing Iraqi ever. So young and generous. So naive and goodhearted. We had a special relationship with W as he was one of the first people that worked with HUBBY back in 04.
W, was always ready to help. ALWAYS. He was the one that took us on a tour into the red zone last year. He risked his life just to satisfy my own selfish curiousity. When W's time came to leave for Amman, I hugged him so tight, I didnt wanna let go. We will meet again he kept assuring me. Dont worry Neurotica, I will see you and HUBBY in Florida, Inshallah (God willing). And so W finally made it to Florida:
"hello Neurotica, i am now in florida tampa and every think is ok iam fine and my wife is good we are wating the baby now, it was an excelant experince to get here and there is alot of thinks happend in the way to tampa but i cant tell you this by email its along story i will contact you soon and tell you every think please send me your and HUBBY personal email i lost it and say hay to him and told him that I did it"
Yes he did it. He finally did it. It was only last year that W was asking for help to get out of here (a post I wrote in Aug 06) , and now he is. It took a year for his prayers, wishes, hopes and dreams to come true, but nevertheless, they did. They finally did. God answered his Prayers, and about time too. Im beginning to admire Ryan Crocker's pleas to accelerate the process of allowing Iraqis into the US, read this article at the Washington Post. Again its about time for people like him to speak out. This war opened thousands of cans of deadly fatal poisonous worms, and I believe its the duty of the US, Britain and everyone else who took part to save those who have been bitten. Its a small price to pay compared to the millions of Iraqis that got displaced, threatened, murdered and kidnapped. A really small price to pay for the Orphans of Iraq, the Widows of Iraq, the Families of Iraq.
The Iraqi life is just as precious as yours, and probably even more. Just like you, Iraqis believe in freedom. Just like you, Iraqis want to live in peace. And just like you, Iraqis want to be able to provide for their children and show them the world. Unlike W, his soon to be born baby will fortunately enjoy the freedom and the life that his father has always dreamed of. I can only say, may all the Iraqi prayers get answered, especially in this beautiful holy month. And with that I better get back to work in hope, in hope of receiving yet another email, another email from another colleague talking about another Place. Another Place and another Time. A Joyous Time...
I literally dragged myself to work today. Thankfully, there was a slightly cooler morning breeze, unlike the last few days, where the weather seemed to get hotter instead of cooling down. As I was checking my emails, I saw a familiar name in my inbox, and I couldnt believe it. Its from W (hence Im blogging abt it from work). W was one of the last people that got an interview in Amman. HUBBY and I were sooooooo happy for him, yet the day he left was more or less a very sad day for me. W was like our kid brother. The most amazing Iraqi ever. So young and generous. So naive and goodhearted. We had a special relationship with W as he was one of the first people that worked with HUBBY back in 04.
W, was always ready to help. ALWAYS. He was the one that took us on a tour into the red zone last year. He risked his life just to satisfy my own selfish curiousity. When W's time came to leave for Amman, I hugged him so tight, I didnt wanna let go. We will meet again he kept assuring me. Dont worry Neurotica, I will see you and HUBBY in Florida, Inshallah (God willing). And so W finally made it to Florida:
"hello Neurotica, i am now in florida tampa and every think is ok iam fine and my wife is good we are wating the baby now, it was an excelant experince to get here and there is alot of thinks happend in the way to tampa but i cant tell you this by email its along story i will contact you soon and tell you every think please send me your and HUBBY personal email i lost it and say hay to him and told him that I did it"
Yes he did it. He finally did it. It was only last year that W was asking for help to get out of here (a post I wrote in Aug 06) , and now he is. It took a year for his prayers, wishes, hopes and dreams to come true, but nevertheless, they did. They finally did. God answered his Prayers, and about time too. Im beginning to admire Ryan Crocker's pleas to accelerate the process of allowing Iraqis into the US, read this article at the Washington Post. Again its about time for people like him to speak out. This war opened thousands of cans of deadly fatal poisonous worms, and I believe its the duty of the US, Britain and everyone else who took part to save those who have been bitten. Its a small price to pay compared to the millions of Iraqis that got displaced, threatened, murdered and kidnapped. A really small price to pay for the Orphans of Iraq, the Widows of Iraq, the Families of Iraq.
The Iraqi life is just as precious as yours, and probably even more. Just like you, Iraqis believe in freedom. Just like you, Iraqis want to live in peace. And just like you, Iraqis want to be able to provide for their children and show them the world. Unlike W, his soon to be born baby will fortunately enjoy the freedom and the life that his father has always dreamed of. I can only say, may all the Iraqi prayers get answered, especially in this beautiful holy month. And with that I better get back to work in hope, in hope of receiving yet another email, another email from another colleague talking about another Place. Another Place and another Time. A Joyous Time...
28 Comments:
Hello Nueoro,
Congrats for W and all Iraqis that got to the States...
And Happy Ramadhan :)
Happy Ramadahan neurotica
I'm not Muslim...or anything else but Happy Ramadan to you anyway.
That's a piece of good news and good for your friend W.
I get migraine and tummy attacks too...believe me! I'm neurotic. The "head doctor" diagnosed me so. That's why I take "neurotic pills".
I tale IMIGRAN, wonderful pills.
Kul aam wintee Bkheer.
Have a wonderful Day!
Neurotica LUV ; WHEN I MENTIONED IN A PREVIOUS COMMENT THAT YOU ARE THE MEANING OF DECENCY IN REPLY TO JULIE THIS IS EXACTLY MY MEANING THIS BLOG Epitimises your lovely personality darling & your emotional attachment to kind people like "W" may he have happiness & May you in this holy month be blessed luv ALL THE BEST TO YOU GOD BLESS www.bfbs.com walter@swedenmail.com yours as always Olaff
Monday, September 17, 2007- Did you see George all choked up? In his surreal TV talk on Thursday, he got all emotional over the killing by Al Qaeda of Sheik Abu Risha, the leader of the new Sunni alliance with the US against the insurgents in Anbar Province, Iraq.
Bush shook Abu Risha’s hand two weeks ago for the cameras. Bush can shake his hand again, but not the rest of him: Abu Risha was blown away just hours before Bush was to go on the air to praise his new friend.
Here’s what you need to know that NPR won’t tell you.
1. Sheik Abu Risha wasn’t a sheik.
2. He wasn’t killed by Al Qaeda.
3. The new alliance with former insurgents in Anbar is as fake as the sheik - and a murderous deceit.
How do I know this? You can see the film - of "Sheik" Abu Risha, of the guys who likely whacked him and of their other victims.
Just in case you think I’ve lost my mind and put my butt in insane danger to get this footage, don’t worry. I was safe and dry in Budapest. It was my brilliant new cameraman, Rick Rowley, who went to Iraq to get the story on his own.
Rick’s "the future of TV news," says BBC. He’s also completely out of control. Despite our pleas, Rick and his partner Dave Enders went to Anbar and filmed where no cameraman had dared tread.
Why was "sheik" Abu Risha so important? As the New York Times put it this morning, "Abu Risha had become a charismatic symbol of the security gains in Sunni areas that have become a cornerstone of American plans to keep large numbers of troops in Iraq though much of next year."
In other words, Abu Risha was the PR hook used to sell the "success" of the surge.
The sheik wasn’t a sheik. He was a fake. While proclaiming to Rick that he was "the leader of all the Iraqi tribes," Abu lead no one. But for a reported sum in the millions in cash for so-called, "reconstruction contracts," Abu Risha was willing to say he was Napoleon and Julius Caesar and do the hand-shakie thing with Bush on camera.
Notably, Rowley and his camera caught up with Abu Risha on his way to a "business trip" to Dubai, money laundering capital of the Middle East.
There are some real sheiks in Anbar, like Ali Hathem of the dominant Dulaimi tribe, who told Rick Abu Risha was a con man. Where was his tribe, this tribal leader? "The Americans like to create characters like Disney cartoon heros." Then Ali Hathem added, "Abu Risha is no longer welcome" in Anbar.
"Not welcome" from a sheik in Anbar is roughly the same as a kiss on both cheeks from the capo di capi. Within days, when Abu Risha returned from Dubai to Dulaimi turf in Ramadi, Bush’s hand-sheik was whacked.
On Thursday, Bush said Abu Risha was killed, "fighting Al Qaeda" - and the White House issued a statement that the sheik was "killed by al Qaeda."
Bullshit.
There ain’t no Easter Bunny and "Al Qaeda" ain’t in Iraq, Mr. Bush. It was very cute, on the week of the September 11 memorials, to tie the death of your Anbar toy-boy to bin Laden’s Saudi hijackers. But it’s a lie. Yes, there is a group of berserkers who call themselves "Al Qaeda in Mesopotamia." But they have as much to do with the real Qaeda of bin Laden as a Rolling Stones "tribute" band has to do with Mick Jagger.
Who got Abu Risha? Nothing - NOTHING - moves in Ramadi without the approval of the REAL tribal sheiks. They were none-too-happy, as Hathem, noted, about the millions the US handed to Risha. The sheiks either ordered the hit - or simply gave the bomber free passage to do the deed.
So who are these guys, the sheiks who lead the Sunni tribes of Anbar - the potentates of the Tamimi, Fallaji, Obeidi, Zobal and Jumaili tribes? Think of them as the Sopranos of Arabia. They are also members of the so-called "Awakening Council" - getting their slice of the millions handed out - which they had no interest in sharing with Risha.
But creepy and deadly or not, these capi of the desert were effective in eliminating "Al Qaeda in Mesopotamia." Indeed, as US military so proudly pointed out to Rick, the moment the sheiks declared their opposition to Al Qaeda - i.e. got the payments from the US taxpayers - Al Qaeda instantly diappeared.
This miraculous military change, where the enemy just evaporates, has one explanation: the sheiks ARE al Qaeda in Mesopotamia. Just like the Sopranos extract "protection" payments from New Jersey businesses, the mobsters of Anbar joined our side when we laid down the loot.
What’s wrong with that? After all, I’d rather send a check than send our kids from Columbus to fight them.
But there’s something deeply, horribly wrong with dealing with these killers. They still kill. With new US protection, weapons and cash, they have turned on the Shia of Anbar. Fifteen thousand Shia families from a single district were forced at gunpoint to leave Anbar. Those moving too slowly were shot. Kids and moms too.
Do the Americans know about the ethnic cleansing of Anbar by our erstwhile "allies"? Rick’s film shows US commanders placing their headquarters in the homes abandoned by terrorized Shia.
Rick’s craziest move was to go and find these Shia refugees from Anbar. They were dumped, over a hundred thousand of them, in a cinder block slum with no running water in Baghdad. They are under the "protection" of the Mahdi Army, another group of cutthroats. But at least these are Shia cutthroats.
So the great "success" of the surge is our arming and providing cover for ethnic cleansing in Anbar. Nice, Mr. Bush. And with the US press "embedded," we won’t get the real story. Even Democrats are buying into the Anbar "awakening" fairy tale.
An Iraqi government official frets that giving guns and cover to the Anbar gang is like adopting a baby crocodile. "A crocodile is not a pet," he told Rick. It will soon grow to devour you. But what could the puppet do but complain about his strings?
This Iraqi got it right: the surge is a crock.
Greg Palast
Piotr
Anon- Does Palast know that you're posting his article (gregpalast.com)? Palast is a crock. He's the guy that always writes that the elections in the US are rigged by Republicans. Funny, the liberal Democrats never cheat, no never. Just Republicans. Unfortunatly for Palast his venom got so out of conrol that he published an article the day before last years election saying the Republications stole the Mid-Term Elections by "shoplifting" 4 million votes.
Ooops.
The Dems won that election day.
My point.....don't listen to false prophets.
They're the ones who are crocks.
salaam. happy ramadan to all muslims and to neuritica.
Well nuerotica , as u said that there are people who are getting the migration permissions to US. One thing that i would want to ask is that getting 2000 or may be 3000, 5000 people migrated to US or UK would not mean that the Americans have done justice to the people of Iraq. They americans / uk/ coalition are the butchers and they will remain butchers for the rest of my life in my mind . What would one say when he sees millions and millions of people migrationg to Syria, Jordan etc etc. Their wounds cannot b healed and now there is no way that their wounds can b healed . they are forced to leave their country , their land , their people , their culture, their love ,their pride etc etc etc .
salamtich NW, I wish you health and hopefully very soon will get rid of that bug in your tummy. I have been ill the past two weeks. According to the doctors, I had a virus in my bowels calledthe "rota virus".
Anyway, take care and drink a lot of water to fight back migrane :)
Anbar, Mosul tribes unite
How are hands made?
Alright if all the slaves get made into slut dogs we get a pyramid right?
The Egyptians did not lack patience.
We all hate the Emperor for making us handy.
Well what happened to the Emperor?
We can turn the Earth into a giant festering garbage pyramid.
Which Emperor is the space deity that makes us slut whores build this extra crappy giant earth pyramid?
Is the Mathematical combination for pyramid rather simple.
We're not playing with ourselves?
Cause I'm lying.
Sounds like we're frantically evolving love and the solution is clearly mapped in a certificate called.
So they killed Bill.
No one has time for me? People make up excuses to use your time. I'm outmoded. I refuse to be the calculator for the Debris. Try and fuck the little Mexican girl every time she looks Iranian? I don't even remember which one the Iranian is? Like a sector on the Snack Machine. I don't remember what button yields Iranian Hot Wife? The Pyramids when I'm not thinking about blowing them up are real damn inspirational. I think I want the snack Labeled Pyramids cause they're like the Ma and Pa shop they knocked down for the Mother Theresa brand STARBUCKS. I think the Iranian HOT GIRL SNACK SHOULD be like a Pyramid. I trust the reasoning abilities of a well constructed Snack. I trust the biological reasoning ability of the planet we live on. I'm convinced I'm on. Anyway the Snack machine has the ability to label people. What if we built a PLANET instead of a Snack Machine? What if Ma and Pa had shops instead of Mother Theresa having shops? Cause Mother Theresa is commercial. More individuals plus Iranian Hot Wives we can trust. The Iranian, why do they want me to live in '85'? Is the snack machine finished yet? yeah right like we mastered snack machines we just like foolingwith our genitals. I swear no one needs me alive anymore. if they can't remember how to respect themselves stay healthy and stop illogical illusions of process. I'll join my wife. InHell. they'll never stop making up excuses to gratify themselves. Snack machines are masters. The old biological reasoning device doesn't get us high like the new shit does. I'm allowed to die if I don't hurt others. The price I paid. This is all the stuff from '85' at the latest. Ummm, Ihatemyhusband.com, balance love and hate. Kick Iraq out of here know ones gonna be able to think and feel with politics. What a Ma and Pa shop is in a culturally diversified community. Ihatemyhusband.com. They don't have time for me .com . Needless to say. I'm watching a clock again that I lie in. Maybe steal this ladies soul. Trap her husband and make him stop giving a fuck about making his wife a website so I can fail around. Cause if they don't have the plans for earth intrinsically planned into their path before his arrival in fucked appointment.com. hording trash, I like when she smells like the food she made, KIL M E KILE MEMEMMMEMMMEE. She huffs and puffs you have to wake up so and so's 18, she's fucking lying. We are all useless the way we want to be. If we could stop making pollution we might even go to heaven. like right here in the bed with maybe a window open and the birds chirping. Buoyancy protocol a dog's dick. They cheat when they go outside of truth and necessity to make you subservient. When communication takes forever. to the victor go the spoils. I have no idea why I'm doing anything at all. No they were way too self gratifying and lacking in gratitude. Gratitude being impossible as necessity and truth maintain process, anything else is sacrifice. They sacrifice logic and now we're all Lost. It's raining at latest 1985 in here. Soon we'll play countdown. Then communicate the ejaculate. Look at the Debris. Where's my Iranian wife? The ejaculate sux. Have you seen this fucking snack machine they got us masturbating to. No pyramids or dead emperors we hate? No wife. I'm playing with bugs I'm like 30. Telling imaginary voices to fuck off and die. Can't wait to go to rehab and look at the shapeshifting liars that don't really do anything with each other except make up excuses to stare at one another. I'm sober just like when I was sober when I was small. I got stung by a wasp yesterday, just like being called a faggot by the vending machine. Nevermind doing the right hing Mr. Prseidnet. Who wants to watch a brown guy shoot at me? anyone anyone? Look a hero. Well Mr. president brown people shoot at me everyday and I suck dick for crack. Nah Danny Tanner sux. I'll just talk to myself, when I'm scheduled. I can't wait to show my future wife my Pokemon deck for our future planning. and my dick. which is little.
NEUROTICA HERE IT IS AGAIN " LAK A3anon Myakfey La3ad Bass A3aad Guaad, " My friend said that about our Shakspearian friend in his preceeding account of fffu---ing non stop?????? alright Luv www.bfbs.com Your Olaff
Anon- yes you are a liar. And if you don't know how hands are made you're an idiot. Do you stop making excuses to gratify yourself? Not. You are not useless, but "the way you want to be" is a lie. There willneverbeno pollution,screwy. They all cheat,screwy. Gratitude is always impossible,screwy. Logic is always sacrificed, screwy. You always stare,screwy. And I doubt you're sober, screwy. I love brown guys, and your screwy. But I'm sorry you're little. Sorry wifey.
Dear NW, Happy Ramadan to you and to all of the poeple reading this blog. I am really confused, should be happy to hear that poeple are leaving Iraq, or i should be sad? we reached a point where we appreiate to leave our country and accept the idea of living as strangers. last week i dropped one my best friends to airport, he was flying back to Baghdad since he did not get the residence permit in UAE. I was so sad when i was driving him to the airport and when we reached the airport, he shook my hand and he said "Alaa, do not be sad, i am going HOME. Life and death is in God's hands". I hope that one day i will be brave enough to do the same.
happy ramzan !
HELLO NEUROTICA THE comment from your friend Alaa depicting the dilemna & debbarcle of the sitation in Iraq & him being BRAVE ENOGH TO RETURN IS MISPLACED IT IS NOT A QUESTION OF HIM BEING BRAVE ENOUGH TO RETURN IT IS A QUESTION OF THE WHOLE SITUATION BEING NORMAL WHERE PEOPLE COULD LEAD NORMAL EVERY LIVES & NOT FEEL THREATENED THAT IS SOMETHING THAT COMES THROUGH IN ALL OF YOOUR BLOGS DARLING & WE ARE WITH YOU www.bfbs.com walter@swedenmail.com your Olaff
Anon- yes you are a liar. And if you don't know how hands are made you're an idiot. Do you stop making excuses to gratify yourself? Not. You are not useless, but "the way you want to be" is a lie. There willneverbeno pollution,screwy. They all cheat,screwy. Gratitude is always impossible,screwy. Logic is always sacrificed, screwy. You always stare,screwy. And I doubt you're sober, screwy. I love brown guys, and your screwy. But I'm sorry you're little. Sorry wifey.
Little is good. Everyone loves brown guys it just takes time in growth. I'm super sober like a God. I think! Logic is based in Genitals, religion frees us from flesh with use of memory. People that ask for gratitude never gave. Cheat is disregard of logic to create Heaven, Remeber Hell is a recursor and a trap? . Pollution is a cycle, read about Bioremediation. I'm not useless and it takes a lot out of me. Hands being related to Hermaphrodite species in religion.
No one likes when they steal your hard work with attacks
Julie being Chuck E. Cheese and NIW being Cocaine and Brains. Zombie Rat go.
Allah had a huge Army for a penis. Now Look at Allah's Penis. Remember the Optic Nerve and the Placenta.
Now remember religion is a business and Santa Clause is as dead as the Geisha.
and witness the tears of the perfect crime.
Namely Suicide.
I know where the center of Pangea is and I know here the oldest culture is. We kill our own Gods it is the nature of our faith. When Chuck E. Cheese is blameless for the murder of Islam, Islam will survive.
NEUROTICA MY friend says " LAK 3ANoon Gouad Bass 3aaad yaazzi shilak beeeha" AMaZING to descipher Advise NEUROTICA darling Your Olaff
Secret of Age behind us. How about the riddle of My Parents are my Children! Imagine a new technology is placed on the market. A new mind science. Every parent in America has the ability to design their own robots. Mr and Mrs Elmira(see Thumbsucker from Tiny Toons). People are brainwashed into biological rhythms. No not pseudo science. Chronological ordering through severe internal reaction with use of external stimulus. The five senses trigger Neural Explosions at a higher rate then natural human. Then the Little Stepford WIves start talking to each other? Blah blah blah...Freedom through Mommy midgets. What if children are engineered. What if every generation of Mommy Midget is Successfully STUPIDER then the one before? Like Jan Michel Vincent when she said, "We don't communicate we inebriate." Every year more and more of the little drunks show up. You want to know what the Mommy Midget thinks about the Umbrella Corporation. Cause the very soul of the Mommy Midget is teeming with Victory Lager. With Victory Lager Men will fall into the Art Fag Continuum and Mommy Midgets will be the blood of the new Roller coaster experience called "Umbrellas don't work but what are we gonna do with all these people"? I don't know have you tried talking to them? I always felt the Human Clock was too dependent on Mommy Midgets. All these metaphors? All the secret junk. Owning Mommy Midgets. Cultures self destructing if a Mommy Midget path is decimated with change. Cheap cheap. My brain switches over to synthetic and no one explains the memories except for myself. Cause everyone fights with umbrellas. ALright I have reassured the thumbsuckers. Alright Iraq thinking something to do with reassuring Thumbsucking American's. When was I a honey bee? She'll keep asking for reassurance until you can definitely hate her, wait that's no good. and you have to come clean on the brainwashing. I know you too can talk about brainwashing. That's no good. Core notes hatred and brainwashing? Waking up always cripples the good people. Alright Iraq the answer might be cripples. Junkies? Maybe junkies. Oh yeah Iraq you're all gonna be Gay. Then we'll teach the Gays to speak Without Artful metaphor. then we'll have Healthcare. and if at any time we sold you guns and acted like you were bad for bringing it up. We can get you some more guns just like old times. This is the liberal media. The anti-liberal media lies more. Unacceptable. circa unacceptable. I suppose they believe communication works like magnets. Fucking Baby Mozart kiss my ass. They let people go mad for manipulation purposes Constructed from same. Well when her memory's scrambled I know what to do. I didn't sell you any guns? This really pisses me off. No I don't wanna use your Finesse shampoo get out of my house. its impossible to solve. you need to be a whore and the whores lie. All these interpreted dances. They killed Santa Claus.
Neurotica,
You're expression and writing is as beautiful as you are. You're husband is blessed to have you as his wife.
You are young. Life is short. THINK. Go home and wait it out, home is back where you were born. Its not worth it. My hair dresser here in CAnada is from Turkey. Went to Turkey to visit friends then traveled to Iraq to see his father who lives there. Found an old friend who invited him to the green zone for tea and chat. After 2 hours he had to go. It was getting dark. 3 minutes after he left the restaurant it blew up! Green zone restaurant. He turned around and saw his friend in parts all over the floor. You really think the odds are in your favour? You will love hubby till you die, huh? Its not your dream lillle lady. Its his. Go home.
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