Fucking Ramadan
So normally I post pictures with my rants, but this one can't wait. Today is the start of the holy month of Ramadan and if the rest of the month is like today it's going to fucking suck. For Muslims during Ramadan they fast during the day--and that means absolutely nothing touches the lips. No food, water, smokes, lipstick, nothing. And us, as non-Muslims, are supposed to respect that and follow suit. If we want to eat during the day at school, we have to cover the window of the teacher's lounge so that no one sees us. This also means that NO restaurants are open, as we found out today. I was almost ready to kill someone with hunger around 1 pm today when I couldn't get any food. I don't know how I'm going to make it the entire month like this. Rumor has it that some restaurants open around 2 for delivery. I hope that's true. I don't like to cook, and frankly I shouldn't have to in this country (esp. this neighborhood) because I can eat comfortably for under 2 bucks a day. The only positive aspect is that our school day is shortened by about an hour and a half. I feel bad for Josh too because he's a smoker and he can't smoke in the car or in public. In fact, not only do they fast during Ramadan, but they can't fuck during the day, can't be mean, can't be sarcastic, or generally do much of anything. And there are sincere penalties to breaking the Ramadan law. If you screw during daylight hours, you have to fast for an additional 60 days after Ramadan. I say screw that. Oh yeah, and all of the bars are supposed to be closed during the entire month and you can't buy alcohol anywhere (except on the American military base). Do you know what American would be like if we just basically shut down for a month? Mass chaos, I tell you. This is going to be a rough, rough month.
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Ramadan is going to take some getting used too. I can deal with the no alcohol (alright, maybe for the most part), but the other stuff I will have to get used to--the no eating or drinking in public is just going to be strange. Especially since everytime I go out, the heat makes me thirsty. *My mom sent me her condolences when I told her the bars would be closed for a month.
Tell your mom I love her.
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