Why move to Asia? So you can bad mouth it like you are bad mouthing
Bahrain? I wonder why people like leave their own countries only ot
complain about their new home. Why not just stay home where everything
is comfortable and familiar?
Please don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out of the
country. PLEASE! Do all of us Expats, ex-expats, Bahraini's, guests and
those that LOVE Bahrain a favor and please leave. Go back from where
you came and don't return.
i've been enjoying bahrain immensely & have found rudeness &
arrogance to be far & few between. i guess it's what you make of
it. i'm loving it here & i hope to stay for a long time.
if it makes you feel better, talk trash about this country all you
want. We just give and give.. and this is what we get in return
12:12 AM
Anonymous said...
Awwww! you poor bitch...let me tell you something about us Bahraini
people...we are far more open minded, kind, carring and loving more
than you ever will be..but let me just say one thing to you from my
heart...GO AWAY... AND DON'T EVER SET FOOT HERE, BECAUSE IF YOU DID I
WILL FIND YOU.
Just to let you know, I'm mounting a campaign
to help you view us in a better light, when you are as far away from
these fair isles as possible. I will even consider putting up a kitty
in order to collect the required cash to buy you a one way ticket out
of here, just so that you do not tap into your precious savings which
you have mercenarily sucked from Bahrain.
You do epitomise quite a number of adjectives civilised people do not want to be tainted with.
Talk about biting the hand that feeds you.
Now don't let the door hit you on the way out.
8:57 AM
Anonymous said...
i don't know where you lived in the uk but the idea of "gender
equality" you like to export does not actually exist in any meaningful
sense of the word equality. one of the most marked aspects of the
oppression of women is that it is a GLOBAL conditioning, even though it
is practiced in different ways in different countries.
(and by
the way, "gender" itself is a term for social conditioning of the sexes
which carries inherent inequalities in its construction.)
secondly,
i think the problems you're facing with calling bahrain "home" is a
problem many expats i have met appear to have - basically you're happy
to live here so long as you can have the "same" life you would have at
home, but with better weather (and cheaper petrol). and this is
endemic.
bahrain, it seems to you, should provide you with
your tescos, rubgy clubs and beers with the added bonus of swimming
pools and the sun... do you really need to be reminded that this is a
country with a people, a history and a culture, not a hollow chattel of
the west that SHOULD provide the facilities which you are used to?
your
attitude is a telling example of the vestiges of colonialism that are
still functioning today - you see as a bahraini studying in the uk, i
hated it on a lot of days - but, interestingly i never expected that a
mini-bahrain be constructed around me for my own convenience and
comfort.
where exactly did you leave the "open mind" you were allegedly travelling with?
I dunno who's the idiot who hired you, during my study days in Scotland
I was the top student in class by far and I knew that one day one of
those idiots would come to my country and be my superior, only cuz job
owners in Bahrain are so narrow minded and that is changing as newer
generation managers are getting power and hopefully your kind will be
extinct in the future in Bahrain.
11:17 AM
Or rather, it’s back to the Middle East with a sinking feeling at the pit of my (taut) belly.
I’d really hate to be one of those disgruntled expats living in the lap of luxury and moaning about how life sucks…but,
a) I’m too young to be lumped into the category of typical expats (I
think you have to be at least over 35 and slightly pudgy) and b) I
don’t think I earn quite as much as the archetypal expat with their
allowances ranging from furniture to pets.
So anyway, the month
out of the Middle East has been heavenly. RJ and I have finally tied
the knot amidst a picture-perfect beach wedding in Phuket under the
watchful eye of 45 guests from all over the world. It was everything I
have ever dreamt I wanted in a wedding and more. The day was perfect –
the sunset, the stars, the best men speech, and all the merry-making
and boogieing on the dance floor. It was magical, having our dearest
and closest family and friends from different continents gathered on a
postcard-perfect private island to celebrate the special day with us.
After
spending 3 weeks in a villa with maids waiting on us hand and foot (no,
we didn’t demand the treatment. It all came with the package. On the
contrary, we felt weird having someone cook us breakfast in our villa
every morning and a driver at our beck and call everyday), and another
week of frantic feasting with friends and family in Singapore, it’s
back to the humdrum of work life.
At the airport checking in for the Bahrain-bound flight, simply seeing women in the queue in hijubs
and hearing the familiar Arabic language, the first stirrings of the
sinking feeling started. After 5 months in Bahrain, I still cannot call
this place home. I remember the warm fuzzy feeling of coming back to
someplace familiar whenever I hear Singlish, or the soft Scottish lilt,
or even the singsong Belfast accent – but hearing the harsh vowels of
the Arabic language only fills me with a sense of dread, and remind me
of arrogant and rude people, manic drivers and the lack of gender
equality.
Yes, I know it is terrible to be feeling like this,
and yes, I am striving to change this dogmatic and somewhat unfair view
I hold of this region. This totally defeats the purpose of travelling
with an open mind and experiencing the region for what it is.
I
certainly have no illusions that I might still feel the same way at the
end of our stay here, but for now, I have to keep reminding myself to
keep an open mind, earn and save as much as I can here before scooting
off to a much more pleasant, not to mention cheap region bursting with
opportunities, Asia.
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Close this window Collapse commentsWhy move to Asia? So you can bad mouth it like you are bad mouthing Bahrain? I wonder why people like leave their own countries only ot complain about their new home. Why not just stay home where everything is comfortable and familiar?
11:57 AM
Please don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out of the country. PLEASE! Do all of us Expats, ex-expats, Bahraini's, guests and those that LOVE Bahrain a favor and please leave. Go back from where you came and don't return.
9:20 PM
i've been enjoying bahrain immensely & have found rudeness & arrogance to be far & few between. i guess it's what you make of it. i'm loving it here & i hope to stay for a long time.
9:35 PM
if it makes you feel better, talk trash about this country all you want. We just give and give.. and this is what we get in return
12:12 AM
Awwww! you poor bitch...let me tell you something about us Bahraini people...we are far more open minded, kind, carring and loving more than you ever will be..but let me just say one thing to you from my heart...GO AWAY... AND DON'T EVER SET FOOT HERE, BECAUSE IF YOU DID I WILL FIND YOU.
8:52 AM
Just to let you know, I'm mounting a campaign to help you view us in a better light, when you are as far away from these fair isles as possible. I will even consider putting up a kitty in order to collect the required cash to buy you a one way ticket out of here, just so that you do not tap into your precious savings which you have mercenarily sucked from Bahrain.
You do epitomise quite a number of adjectives civilised people do not want to be tainted with.
Talk about biting the hand that feeds you.
Now don't let the door hit you on the way out.
8:57 AM
i don't know where you lived in the uk but the idea of "gender equality" you like to export does not actually exist in any meaningful sense of the word equality. one of the most marked aspects of the oppression of women is that it is a GLOBAL conditioning, even though it is practiced in different ways in different countries.
(and by the way, "gender" itself is a term for social conditioning of the sexes which carries inherent inequalities in its construction.)
secondly, i think the problems you're facing with calling bahrain "home" is a problem many expats i have met appear to have - basically you're happy to live here so long as you can have the "same" life you would have at home, but with better weather (and cheaper petrol). and this is endemic.
bahrain, it seems to you, should provide you with your tescos, rubgy clubs and beers with the added bonus of swimming pools and the sun... do you really need to be reminded that this is a country with a people, a history and a culture, not a hollow chattel of the west that SHOULD provide the facilities which you are used to?
your attitude is a telling example of the vestiges of colonialism that are still functioning today - you see as a bahraini studying in the uk, i hated it on a lot of days - but, interestingly i never expected that a mini-bahrain be constructed around me for my own convenience and comfort.
where exactly did you leave the "open mind" you were allegedly travelling with?
9:54 AM
I dunno who's the idiot who hired you, during my study days in Scotland I was the top student in class by far and I knew that one day one of those idiots would come to my country and be my superior, only cuz job owners in Bahrain are so narrow minded and that is changing as newer generation managers are getting power and hopefully your kind will be extinct in the future in Bahrain.
11:17 AM
I’d really hate to be one of those disgruntled expats living in the lap of luxury and moaning about how life sucks…but, a) I’m too young to be lumped into the category of typical expats (I think you have to be at least over 35 and slightly pudgy) and b) I don’t think I earn quite as much as the archetypal expat with their allowances ranging from furniture to pets.
So anyway, the month out of the Middle East has been heavenly. RJ and I have finally tied the knot amidst a picture-perfect beach wedding in Phuket under the watchful eye of 45 guests from all over the world. It was everything I have ever dreamt I wanted in a wedding and more. The day was perfect – the sunset, the stars, the best men speech, and all the merry-making and boogieing on the dance floor. It was magical, having our dearest and closest family and friends from different continents gathered on a postcard-perfect private island to celebrate the special day with us.
After spending 3 weeks in a villa with maids waiting on us hand and foot (no, we didn’t demand the treatment. It all came with the package. On the contrary, we felt weird having someone cook us breakfast in our villa every morning and a driver at our beck and call everyday), and another week of frantic feasting with friends and family in Singapore, it’s back to the humdrum of work life.
At the airport checking in for the Bahrain-bound flight, simply seeing women in the queue in hijubs and hearing the familiar Arabic language, the first stirrings of the sinking feeling started. After 5 months in Bahrain, I still cannot call this place home. I remember the warm fuzzy feeling of coming back to someplace familiar whenever I hear Singlish, or the soft Scottish lilt, or even the singsong Belfast accent – but hearing the harsh vowels of the Arabic language only fills me with a sense of dread, and remind me of arrogant and rude people, manic drivers and the lack of gender equality.
Yes, I know it is terrible to be feeling like this, and yes, I am striving to change this dogmatic and somewhat unfair view I hold of this region. This totally defeats the purpose of travelling with an open mind and experiencing the region for what it is.
I certainly have no illusions that I might still feel the same way at the end of our stay here, but for now, I have to keep reminding myself to keep an open mind, earn and save as much as I can here before scooting off to a much more pleasant, not to mention cheap region bursting with opportunities, Asia.
posted by delle at 12:13 AM on Jan 16 2006