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Suicidal Peds are the ones who look the other way when they cross the street as if they are made of super flesh and bones.... hmmm stronger than any known metal... Eat your heart out superman... Suicidal Pedestrians, will not worry about the speed of approaching vehicles, they assume you will always stop in an instant... that you somehow have developed spiderman's sixth sense... " hmm I sense a pedestrian about to walk on a collision path, he might come from behind that tree at a speed of one kotkot per hour, mine is around 70km/hr so I should hit the brakes or take the next right turn..." It's as if they don't know that the person behind a driving wheel possesses normal senses, they really don't care if they are crossing in the dark... or rain... they just cross and its as simple as that, if they are only a couple of meters away, you should use your super fast reflex and the super freezing breath to lock those wheels... If your sight is blocked by obst...

The pain was so vividly portrayed, in this reporter's voice... a 4 year old died... The cause: a bullet went straight into her heart... a baby girl lost her life, in her own living room, you can imagine what happened when her parents saw her lying in her blood... Tell me how can you tolerate this kind of celebration... Two events in the last week caused grief and suffering... Tawjihi celebrations and the Iraqi celebrations over the Football match... , the radio reporter almost cried when he talked about this.... When will this stupid, selfish agonizing criminal activity STOP! When will we see people going to jail for this kind of action... this was after Tawjihi celebrations... huh celebrations!!! criminals shooting their fire arms randomly into the air... The second thing was the joy some of the "Iraqi-Football team" supporters showed in the streets of Amman, last night... This is not against Iraqis, for those of you who would like to know how I feel read this earlier ...

The Army Uses this slogan, The Municipality, The Police Force, So many... But is it correct?!?

We know Divide and Conquer far too well in the middle east... Now how do you discriminate between people? its very simple, all you have to do is one step, focus on a few people who are ignorant and racist from any country or background.... lets say for example Jordan & Iraq, Northern Tribes & Southern Tribes... Anything... JUST Broadcast the actions of any of a racist couple of guys in the media... And voalla divided and conquered... People from either side will GENERALIZE.... without even thinking about it, its built in in their brain... stereo typing... And before you know it, before the clip is finished one of the family members watching the news will say... oh, Those low level Jordanians... they were always like that, they did this and that... And on the other end you will be hearing all the racist comments you never thought an intelligent person would say... "man, those Iraqis, they destroyed our country... I can't buy an apartment" "those Egyptia...

This is a photo of children who have no place to play football so... they play football in a graveyard in Amman... Near Middle East Circle... They are taking a brake in the shade to continue in a few minutes... The kids are very kind and well behaved, they pointed out the municipality office for me and when I didn't know they insisted on coming with me to show me the way and they insisted on racing back to the graveyard on foot... Talk about energy and helping strangers... Great kids but I guess they are left with no decent football field to play... I'm not saying this so the municipality would go and chase them off to the streets, better play football than spend time on the streets and become a future thug... Creative and sad...

Ok... now, sha3teely really has a hilarious way of writing and of using the common street language... you know the zu3ran al madraseh type of language... Anyway on one of his amusing posts comes the last comment by a man called Tarek, its dated on May 24, 2007 at 8:37 pm check it out here but read the post first... T his post by sha3teely , will crack you up... but the last comment by Tarek is unbelievable... Take a look at one of the best humor blogs I've read and one really good comment, but disregard the last few words, I don't agree with such statements at all...

This is a shocking video on what seems to be an Israeli normal practice... check it out on http://antizionist-antizionist.blogspot.com/2007/07/video-israel-doesnt-want-you-to-see.html Unbelievable, I don't know how this young kid will grow up to be a peace loving citizen... We have been sleeping for so long... even our enemies care more about this issue... Forgive us or don't brothers and sisters for we have not known your value, we have not done our duty... Watch and wake up... that is all I can say...

Mahmoud Yunus, founder of a bank that is unlike any other, a bank for the poor. Grameen Bank.... this is a very impressive success story about helping the poor by establishing a bank for their needs, it's not a new thing but I thought you should know... Taken from this website www.grameen-info.org "In 1974, Professor Muhammad Yunus, a Bangladeshi economist from Chittagong University, led his students on a field trip to a poor village. They interviewed a woman who made bamboo stools, and learnt that she had to borrow the equivalent of 15p to buy raw bamboo for each stool made. After repaying the middleman, sometimes at rates as high as 10% a week, she was left with a penny profit margin. Had she been able to borrow at more advantageous rates, she would have been able to amass an economic cushion and raise herself above subsistence level. Realizing that there must be something terribly wrong with the economics he was teaching, Yunus took matters into his own hands, and from h...

Maybe I should have never said that sentence but it seemed right at that time... This is how it all began... I saw her from a distance as I was walking into the store, and there she stood, ran, smiled and played... Her hair was sticking to her scalp with a strange looking chemical, it caught all the dust but her eyes shined with innocence as she ran from once corner to the next... chasing one after another in search for a few coins here and there... On my way out of the store, it was my turn... I don't know exactly why, but it seems I'm a magnet for beggars... I think once you make eye contact, you're doomed... Anyway, she zoomed in on the potential money bag and held her small hands together facing the sky... my first response was, "what is that on your hair?!" completely amazed... she said: "It's henna!", in her mind she must have said you dork, don't you know henna! I felt so stupid... she must have felt the same :) but I never knew it looked ...

So what if a woman covers her face, if you eat Mansaf with your bare hands, or wear traditional clothes, (7atta, deshdasheh or even a serwal)... so what if you pray in the middle of a crowded place cause you don't want to miss a prayer... It's interesting how people find it so easy to mock their own people's traditions, heritage and even a certain understanding of religion... Why is it a must to follow movie trends in everything from clothing to eating... If someone wants to eat Mansaf in his/her bare hands... leave him be... If he wants to grow a long beard why not? should we all look western and that's the only way to do it!? It is not a sign of prosperity to reveal your body, or to look western... Why is it easy for you to accept traditions from the far east, say you're walking into a traditional Chinese restaurant where you have to take off your shoes and sit on the floor... When an Asian lady walks backwards when she is getting out of a room, so as not to turn ...

The above photo is not from downtown shops, it is definitely nor from a high end market... Its from a kids "Festival" in Khalda , Amman - Jordan... I have no idea what ZAHA Cultural Center is thinking about when they organize such an event... Is this the cultural aspect of a kid's festival, or is it the blankets and bed sheets section, or maybe the women dresses hanged like some kind of a used clothes shop... And guess what, it's the first thing you see when you enter! Great, just where I would take my family when I want to embarrass myself... Why would Amman Municipality even place their name on signs for such a poorly organized event, that is beyond my comprehension... Add to all that, electricity failures and kids shouting in the dark... What else in this cultural event, playing cassettes of one of those wedding bands, you know the one where the talented singer says something about this family or that... Yes there is a stage for kids to draw and three booths for...

It's interesting when you look at events from a distance... Let's work on the short term memory for a second... 1) Syria declares we are ready for peace with Israel, give us guarantees that the Golan Heights will be returned to Syrian sovereignty ... 2) Two days later, Najad flies over to meet with Asad alone and then with other government staff... And they declare a united position on facing situations in the region. 3) Najad also meets, Nasrallah ... 4) And Khaled Mash3 al ... Who would link the four points for me?! Since there is nothing on the news at this moment... If there is a link in the first place...

Oil prices are soaring high again and its not even winter... More money in the gulf would naturally mean more money pumped into Jordan... And guess what? hmmm remember diesel prices... there was a scheduled rise cancelled later on because prices went down... Of course, in Jordan once the prices are up they don't go down easily even if it's an international trend... especially if the government is benefiting... But that's not the point... expect that someone would soon come and tell you... oooh prices are up again we will have to raise the fuel prices again... sorry, but dabber 7 alak ... A recent article in the newspapers pointed out that tourists from the Gulf are grumpy about high prices in Jordan... I never thought this day would come... Apparently, we are doing great... money is poured into Jordan in the form of concrete buildings and steel structures... Who benefits, traders in building materials, contractors, business owners... What about the rest, I'll te...

I just wonder why would anyone give such a name to wireless technology... Just think about it for a second تقنية السن الأزرق seriously, how can you write a seriuos article with that heading LOL... it would probably suit a comedy series or something of that level... If this was the name of new tech in the Arab world... it will be ridiculed for ages... don't you think... Anyway, I'm just amazed and curious to what brought this name into the hi-tech world... By the way, monitor your bluetooth settings, you might as well be receiving viruses without knowing the source... and guess what its the bluetooth striking from its hiding place... عضة السن الأزرق ممكن تجيب آخرة كمبيوترك

This is very shameful, but it's true... Young men start staring at a very early age and keep this up to a very old age!! ya3ni the old age guys get on my nerve the most but that's not (مربط الفرس) "the point"... I was actually thinking of translating it to (where we tie horses) :)... Anywa... What's wrong with people here, what's wrong with the ladies! Would somebody please tell me what they gain from this... and don't tell me its human nature... cause it's human nature is in everything we do in our life but it's up to us to work for the money instead of stealing it... if the women are revealing too much, yes they are wrong... But it's no excuse... its like stealing just because it was easy and too tempting... It's addictive and it's contagious... just look at a bunch of guys when a woman passes by, ZOOM no one talks... as soon as one starts checking, everyone else in the gang starts a learning experience... what some fail to see is tha...

Would you do it face to face... Why is it so easy to curse people on comments? It's absolutely unlike you in real life... but when you comment... ya 7 aram the poor guy who happens to disagree... In real life you might be so peaceful when you disagree with someone... (especially if they are from the opposite sex) but not on blogs... its a totally different story... Maybe I should have wrote comment wars... You see them all the time, one person places a comment here another one disagrees, a third one supports one... a fourth might attack all three and before you know it... You have people in groups, shouting, cursing, insulting each other with some really bad words... You will have people becoming racists in their comments, something they might never do face to face with someone... you find people categorizing others... holding grudges, making friends and die hard enemies... Is it real life with no masks, showing your true self... Or is it just easy letting the steam out when there...

This is very Graphic, I advise you not to see it, just read the post... you don't have to see the baby girl scream in pain while the nurses laugh and make fun of her... This is the first time my stomache turns and I feel like taking the day off just because of a movie... U can read the details here: 3ogla's Angels Again, I advise you not to watch the movie, you will have all the information on the Post.

Is it true that one should put his own country's interest above everything else... even if we are part of a larger nation... Does our sense of belonging to Jordan mean that we are no longer a part of this nation or are these things completely different... What if there is a conflict of interest between Jordan and Afghanistan, should we go for the gold even if it hurts Chechnya for example... Should we build Jordan even if the blocks are from the ruins of fellow nations... Should our building rise high even if it blocks breeze from our neighbours... How do you measure right and wrong? What is your criteria?

قرأت مدونة بعنوان هل يحق لنا أن نفرح... آلمني شعور الناس بأن الفرح مقياس للمواطنة و كأن من لا يفرح منزوع من إنتمائه للأردن... و كأن الأردن منزوع من هذه الأمة و كأننا نسينا "مثل المؤمنين في توادهم و تراحمهم كمثل الجسد الواحد..."يا أخي ليس من شيمنا أن نعلن أفراحنا إذا كان جيراننا ينصبون بيوت العزاء, قد يفرح البعض بصمت خجلين من إعلانهم الاستعداد لاستقبال أموال السياح و فسادهم و لكن أن يسهر الناس و يسيروا مطلقين الصيحات في شوارع كانت تئن... في شوارع جابتها خيول صلاح الدين يوما ما نحو الأقصى فهذا أمر مخجل و هذا ما كتبت في تعليقي يحق لنا أن نفرح في زمن لا يشعر فيه المرء بانتماء لأمة تتمزق... يحق لنا أن نجوب الشوارع نصيح رجالا و نساءا فرحين باعتراف العالم بروعة البتراء ولكن لا يحق لك أن تحرك ساكنا إذا رأيت العالم نفسه يغتال أخاك... اااهيحق لنا أن نفرح و دمنا يسيل صباح مساء... أي عالم نعيش فيه عندما ندرك كل يوم أن أكبر مصائبنا و أكبر إنجازات أعدائنا كما قال قائل... هو أننا لم نعد نشعر أننا أمة واحدة... يحق لنا أن نموت بشيء من الكرامة, بدلا من أن يسجل التاريخ أننا أمضينا ليلا كالنهار ...