Seeing what you have to lose (freedom, equal rights) makes
the American dream that much more precious in your mind and worth fighting for
and fixing. The US is imploding from it’s out-of-balance greed and
individualism, but what it was meant to represent: freedom, tolerance and the
pursuit of ones’ dreams is worth fixing. Republicans and Democrats (and much
needed alternative parties), try living in a world without true freedom and
you’ll see what you have in common and that it’s worth finding common ground in order to preserve and further our country.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
A Chat About Immigration and Crime in Dubai
9/9/12
While being driven through Dubai to the health clinic my
Sudanese Human Resource told me some interesting things about immigration.
"Are there good and bad parts to the city?" I asked.
"No, it is all safe," he said.
What makes it safe do you think?
The people here are good people. They don’t want to fight.
They don’t want trouble.
If you are a guest worker and get in trouble, are you
deported?
Yes.
So I guess it’s not worth it to commit a crime because it is
more valuable to have the employment.
Yes.
Do people have guns?
No, no one is allowed to have a gun.
Will you get your (motion to cut your head and hand off)
chopped off if you commit a serious crime?
No, not here.
Good.
Do people try to come here illegally to work?
No. They have to have a sponsor to work here, and the
sponsor provides you with the visa.
Right, but do people find a way to come here and work
illegally?
No, there is no way to get in. You can’t come through the
desert, and the seaports are guarded.
Can you get citizenship?
No. This never happens in the Gulf. You can work here if you
are sponsored until you are 60.
Then you have to go home?
Yes.
Conversation about love in Dubai with a taxi driver from Bangladesh
The Single Inquisition Continues.........
“Where are you going?” said the taxi driver.
“To Dubai Men’s College” I said.
“Dubai Men’s College? What?”
“Yes.”
“Are you teacher?”
“Yes, I teach English there.”
“Oh…these boys will be happy…ha ha….very happy to have a
beautiful, young teacher.”
“Ummm….thanks.”
“Ha, ha, so happy they will be. It’s not like when they are
little and don’t care; now they are older, and it’s different.”
(ok…can we stop talking about this…it’s my first day with
them)
“Are you married?”
“No, I’m single”
“Single, why? Did no one ask you?”
(oh God..really…am I having this conversation)
“I don’t know….just because.”
“Oh…”
“How do you like Dubai?”
“I like it. The people are very nice so far.”
“It’s fake. All fake.”
“What do you mean?”
“Everyone is nice, but it’s fake and they come and go.
Everyone is here and they don’t know when they will leave. This is why love is
fake here. Real love is different. It lasts.”
“Hmm.”
“20 dirham”
“Bye. Thanks.”
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Dumbfounded After All
I arrived in Dubai about three weeks ago. Besides the solemn, beautiful call to prayer sounding throughout mall, throughout the halls of the university, and waking me in the darkness of the early morning, I thought that things were remarkably unremarkable. Yes, grande skyscrapers rise straight from the sparse desert surrounding, but the place was reminding me in many ways of Phoenix. Although happy at the ease in managing daily life, I felt a little robbed of my great Middle Eastern Arabian adventure. However, after three weeks I am becoming distinctly dumbfounded, just not in the way I had imagined. What is truly dumbfounding is not the grandness of what money and vision can create in the desert, but the slow unveiling of the social contradictions and constraints that are happening around me, and that I am made a direct player in.
I came here to work at a men's university as an English teacher. I was given one day off the plane before I was expected to be in the classroom teaching. I should have been given more time, but my visa was delayed. Anyway, I was put into the classroom and was trying to learn about what I was teaching and teach it at the same time. I am now realizing that this was probably a preview of how my whole time here will be. I will be trying to figure out what is happening around me, and deal with what is happening at the same time.
I came here to work at a men's university as an English teacher. I was given one day off the plane before I was expected to be in the classroom teaching. I should have been given more time, but my visa was delayed. Anyway, I was put into the classroom and was trying to learn about what I was teaching and teach it at the same time. I am now realizing that this was probably a preview of how my whole time here will be. I will be trying to figure out what is happening around me, and deal with what is happening at the same time.
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