I remember going to one of my friend's house for the first time after she married. Her mother was over. Her house was also quite large. Her mother gave me a tour and asked me "Don't you think (enter name here) has done well for herself?" As I nodded yes, I was thinking to myself, "What could she have possibly done to deserve this beautiful lifestyle?" The answer: you guessed it, she got married to a "comfortable" man. She lives in the epitamy of suburbia, in a cul de sac. Her house has more bathrooms than people that reside there and her floors are so expensive, it makes her Lexus look like the failing General Motors Corporation. Her furniture consists of modern style with a touch of ancestoric design. Her ethinicity is prevalant throughout the house. It is encased with relgious symbolism and nationalistic pride.
No, she is not Arab.
A few years later, I go to another friend's house. This one is Arab. Ironically enough, her mother also gives me a tour, with the one too many bathrooms and the polished flooring. Her furniture also looked modern with the design of a traditionalist. I was then asked the following question, "Don't you think (enter different name here) has done well for herself?" I gave the same nod and thought the same thing.
These women are two different cultures with similar backgrounds. They were both sheltered, and lacked the ambition to continue their education. They went because it was part of the process: grow up, go to school, get married to a "comfortable" man, be married. Now, if these girls did not finish school and do not work, how should I compliment how well they have done for themselves. They have done nothing. They married a man who was well endowed with money. Because his shit does not stink with his parents, his shit is covered with the scent of roses, also called money in reality.
You see, The Suitor has many barriers to achieve before attaining The Girl. He must prove to her Golddigging Miners (her parents) that The Girl will be taken care of. Meanwhile, SugarParents (his parents) are living dandy in suburbia because The Suitor is taking care of them. After all, SugarParents did raise him, and his shit doesn't stink. And he is not rich, he is "comfortable". We don't want to have Unimportant Acquaintances think he's full of himself. They don't know the difference anyways. Their heads are so far up their asses that when they think they find hair in their food that get caught in their mouth, it's really being picked from their scalp!
Now, here is the problem: SugarParents and Golddigging Miners are boasting about how well their children are doing. Little do they see the problem. Unimportant Acquaintances talk about how The Fools made The Mistake and had a lavish Debacle because The Suitor was able to afford it. What happens when The Fools make The Escape? The Girl is now a whore and she all of the sudden is back with the Golddigging Miners with 50% of The Suitor's money (God Bless America and it's quirky laws). The Girl is now left with nothing to show for her supposed success. She is now a nothing again. What's worse is that Unimportant Acquaintances now have something to talk about. Isn't that what they meant when they said to her, "Ukbal 3ndik" anyways?
Men seem to always have reprise after The Escape, they are the breadwinners. When you are an uneducated nobody to the Unimportant Acquainances, then you are nothing. You can't be saved. Someone popped you anyways. You are damaged goods.
The Suitor also has the upper hand. Isn't it great when he talks down to you and berates you because you are, in his eyes, dumber than he is? Isn't it also sweet when you walk barefoot on your expensive floors jealous because he had to work late, again, on a Saturday when he should be home with you? Of course it is, your floors cost more than your Lexus anyways. Silly girl, how naieve you are.
Get your effing education, dummies. It makes the rest of us look like Golddigging broads.
The Mat is encrusted in 25 Karat gold today because 24 Karats are just not enough.
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