My mate Rony hates people.
Not all people mind. Just people that are not like him.
If you are: Lebanese, Christian (preferably maronite), speak French and come from a “good family” then maybe, MAYBE, he’ll like you- and that’s only if you show that you like him. But it’s a big maybe.
Before I go on, let me note one thing: Rony is the poster boy of what an Arab should look like: Dark hair, huge beard, big baggy eyes, hairy legs, arms and back. If he’d ever travel to the States, he’d be held up at customs for hours.
His net worth isn’t anything to shout home about and nor is his dress sense. Basically, he has no reason to feel superior to anyone else- but he does.
There’s no logic in his discrimination. He looks down at people from poor backgrounds but calls rich people snobs. He doesn’t like the middle class either as he considers himself superior to them.
Someone who speaks Arabic but not any other language is a philistine, unworthy of his attention. Those who speak English but not French are arrogant. Anyone who speaks French but nothing else is rejecting his Lebanese identity.
His French isn’t even that great. It’s ok. He rarely speaks it to be honest. But when he does, you can be sure there are people he doesn’t know around him and he wants to impress them. He’d be talking on the phone with me in Arabic and switch to French in a micro second. I’d know instantly that someone has just walked into his office…
Foreigners scare the living daylights out of him. He’s utterly convinced every single one in Lebanon is a CIA agent. And his comments on black people would make a Ku Klux Klan Grand Sorcerer blush.
His ignorance knows no bounds. As far as he’s concerned, anything east of Iraq is part of the United States of Manila. We recently learned that a mutual friend married an extremely well off girl from Bali a few months ago. That left Rony perplexed: “Why in the hell would he marry a Philippina?”
He judges people by what they wear. Any time he spots a dapper guy he looks at me, shakes his head and says “Gay, Gay”. Any time he sees someone dressed extremely casually in a Gemayze bar, his nostrils flare up and he murmurs “If I was the owner, I’d throw him in Hamra where he belongs”.
He hates Hamra by the way. Detests the place. He reckons all the people that go there communists. He can’t stand the fact that, in his words, people go out, have fun drinking only a couple of beers and their bill comes out as $10 per person: “Greedy bastards”. Concurrently, he hates Skybar. He’s repulsed by people who go out and spend $300 partying: “Fucking show offs”.
I once organized a football game in Dahie. I called Rony and invited him along. He shut up for 5 seconds and then uttered the immortal phrase: “Je ne sais meme pas c’est ou Dahie”.
Once, exasperated listening to one of his interminable tirades on people from other religions, creed, color, sexuality and nationality, I asked him what principles he thought most differentiated him from them.
His answer?
“Tolerance”.
TOLERANCE!!!!!!!! HAHAYYY
Posted by: Account Deleted | 03/16/2012 at 01:41 PM