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September 23, 2009
Incoming: LONG ass rant.
So I have (yet again) been accused of being an elitist. Haha…well I don’t disagree with being an elitist at times. But I was accused of one for inaccurate reasons….here’s the back story:
A few nights ago I went out to a bar with a good friend. We bumped into this girl from high school, and we had a long catching up convo with her. My friend was filling her in on her life, such as possibly going to Korea to teach English. The girl from our school started telling us about “juice girls” and prostitution in Korea and gave us this little nugget of opinion:
“I mean why are we fighting in I-RAQ when we should be there (Korea) helping”
so I let all the fucked-up-ness of that statement go at that moment…only glancing at my good friend.
A few days later, my friend and I were hanging out and chatting, and somehow we started talking about how some people are seemingly “liberal” but saw some pretty fucked up shit….such as our old school mate did….
And then I launched into “god can you believe ‘I-RAQ???’”
And my friend pointed out that I was being an elitist for proscribing a certain pronunciation of Iraq.
I always thought, that as Americans, we should always try to pronounce the name of a country the closest to the way people of that country say it.
I mean the real pronunciation is more of a glottal sound in the beginning and middle of the word. But Americans are not typically able to make that sound. The closest pronunciation would be “E-rock.” Therefore, we (Arab Americans, Iraqi Americans) have let “E-rock” go.
Granted, my friend said when we both hear I-RACK, it conjures the image of some ignorant, conservative republican asshole, so I automatically get in hate mode.
I have heard educated professors refer to the country as “I-rack” and I gotta be honest, it does make me sad. But my friend insists (linguist students….ugh) that in American dialect and accent that is how Iraq is pronounced….and to command someone to change the way they pronounce it, when they have been taught or learned that it is I-RACK is a show of my elitism. “I know how to say it, and you are wrong, so I have to teach you”—is elitist.
A teacher at our high school told one day in class “actually you pronounce it “Iraq” (the actual Arabic way of saying it). So according to my friend, our teacher, who was supposed to teach us…demonstrating the correct way of saying Iraq, is elitist.
Moronic.
I am not arguing correcting someone over “supposebly” or “Ax”
But when someone says “ch-aldean” instead of “kaldean” I will correct them.
i don’t think this elitist rule applies to proper nouns.
Reading at Arab, one can easily say “ay-rab.” There is no “air” for A R…..is there in English?
Damn straight I will correct someone saying ay-rab…..
something
September 23, 2009
My parents always defined me as “too” American, rather than Chaldean Iraqi. I grew up going to schools where the student population was predominantly white, with a few kids, like me who added diversity. My early formations of Chaldean were negative. I didn’t see people like me on tv or any positive role models (minus a few in my family). Many of the chaldeans I knew (know of) do not deviate from the heteronormative structure of marriage, family, real estate, business. Why raise your voice and start a career in activism? That doesn’t make money. Why do anything except go to church on Sundays. Only raise your voice for god and your Christian faith.
physicality notes/questions
August 19, 2009
what does beauty mean to you?
do you think of yourself as physically “beautiful”?
how are you beautiful? how do you express that…physically?
are there different levels of beauty?
do you think people pressure you to live up to their standards of beauty? or does it not affect you as much as it did in the past?
i struggle with physical “beauty”
projects projects projects
June 22, 2009
I need to focus more. that is my main problem. being unfocused for so long holds you back. i always say “i should have done this last year” or “i should have accomplished this 2 years ago”
i really feel like i am losing time…but this doesn’t push me as much. i just get overwhelmed and sleep the day away.
Projects i need to get started on:
–still working for a livin
–paper for publication
–grad school stuff
–creating a zine/publication
–other community work
too many things…too many distractions.
you are
June 14, 2009
You are here
You see how you
Fit
Into
Me
My world
And no in betweens
You can’t blame me
For making you
My idol
To worship
To save from madness
Be my queen
spaces in between (us)
June 14, 2009
What if I am just fooling myself
I know I have to do this by myself….
Creating…I have my vision….and now I have my voice, I just want to go my own way
I used to expect people to help me…and I needed…needed…needed…needed
SO MUCH
Relationship strands get knotted, or pulled on so much that they start to loose threads
Important threads that let you know you can count on her
Fun threads that make you feel good
Trusting threads that let you know you can speak your mind and she will always be there
Caring threads that let you know you are not alone….
Relationship strands help you make it through epic minutes of loneliness….
Lonely
She is a beautiful glass box…. no one can reach inside of her.
Still she bleeds and bleeds when the ice cold stares reflect off her walls into her ***
Frozen inside the gross generalizations pummeled into
She waits hours and hours for some connection
She has won the grand carnival prize for woman who waits the longest
When two women construct a relationship they enter together, the anticipated satisfactions are mutual if not similar. Sometimes that relationship becomes unsatisfactory, or ceases to fulfill those separate needs. When that happens, unless there is a mutual agreement to simultaneously dissolve the relationship, there must always be one person who decides to make the first move.
The woman who moves first is not necessarily the most injured nor the most at fault
Audre
I am myself, she had only aided in the process
Audre
It is the last dream of children to be forever untouched-audre
We can be comrades, but only by these rules
It was only ____ in my head I had to give up, or keep
it’s sad when
June 12, 2009
you are involved with someone and it ends and then they move on….like move out of your life completely and you feel like you are just standing there asking “what the fuck? where are you?”
it’s like me loneliness is chipping at me like a damn teacup..
wow…
May 27, 2009
I just looked at my stats page, and saw this:
These are terms people used to find your blog.
“do chaldean women hate white women”
What the….??? crazy….more on that later….
about this time of year
May 27, 2009
I was working in retail last year…around march/april.
that didn’t last long. just a summer job to make extra cash to pay off credit card bills. it really was a shitty place to work…here’s why:
1. it was a shoe warehouse, so the “zone” i worked in was HUGE, and always a mess…because the bitches who worked the zone before me did not care to keep it organized after thousands of customers would pick out their shoes and either a)throw them in the wrong area b)leave them piled up in the isles c) return them to the front, creating “go backs” for us to put back in their original space.
This made my space isolating, since i couldn’t chat with any of my coworkers..the few i actually WANTED to chat with…
2. I had to sell rewards cards…and i am not a hustler when it comes to sales. AT ALL. I mean i would rather not have a damn job, bc selling stuff makes me anxious. all my jobs that dealt with me selling stuff never worked out, and ended up in my bosses being disappointed. but if you need me to organize, or make sure something runs smoothly and efficiently…i’m yo’ girl!
FURTHER more…imagine if i had that job now? during this economic crisis…i would have major problems telling someone they NEEDED to buy shoes when they should probs save their bills for more important stuff.
3. it was shit work, for shit people, for shit money. 3 out of 3 is bad.
4. i wasn’t “passionate about shoes.” That was their motto. I mean, I can be materialistic, and I like fashion…but this isn’t my passion…shoes? are you kidding me?
5. my managers were morons who couldn’t manage shit.
6. my coworkers were morons who liked to boss other people around
7. i hate hostile environments…they make me want to leave int he middle of my shift and quit two days later….oh wait i did that.
I was feeling a weird sense of nostalgia….”wow, I was pretty miserable this time last year”…but things worked out…got better. I am thankful I am at a new job now…and I can move on to bigger better things that truly mean something to me, and hopefully what i am doing benefits other people.
p.s. the job i have now actually pays way less than the shoe selling one…but the work is a billion times better….and will get me places….so take that retail!
things i like!
May 5, 2009
here are some things i am enjoying:

The book A Map of Home by Randa Jarrar. i just finished reading it.
here is an excerpt about it from amazon:
Nidali is born in Boston to a Greek-Egyptian mother and a Palestinian father, and moves to Kuwait at a very young age, staying there until she’s 13, when Iraq invades. A younger brother is born in Kuwait, rounding out a family of complex citizenships. During the occupation, the family flees to Alexandria in a wacky caravan, bribing soldiers along the way with whiskey and silk ties. But they don’t stay long in Egypt, and after the war, Nidali’s father finds work in Texas. At first, Nidali is disappointed to learn that feeling rootless doesn’t make her an outsider in the States, and soon it turns out the precocious and endearing Arab chick isn’t very different from other American girls, a reality that only her father may find difficult to accept. Jarrar explores familiar adolescent ground—stifling parental expectations, precarious friendships, sensuality and first love.
here are some links i like:
http://www.olivetones.com
http://www.el-iqaa.com
http://www.otherart.org