I Am A Bigotted Racist..... And Why Not?

When you step out of your house, with or without a child, the perception of you varies widely. I have experienced it, in ways that have surprised me after becoming a mother. Unknown people will smile at me, help me, or just generally be nice when I go out with the BB. I have always smiled and cooed with babies I have met in malls/shops or streets. I enjoy being with babies, way too much, so maybe it was just me. But the BB came along and I realised that people are usually nice to babies, at least in India they are. I can go on to my theory of positive and negative energies here, and tell you, that people love babies, because of the absolute positivity that flows out of their innocent, precious souls. But I will let that be for now.

When we go out, and people play with the BB, I just let it be, some one would just run their hand through his hair, or just touch his cheeks as he runs around, and I let it be, because I see them as gestures of love. And I know for sure that had I been living in India, these happenings would be a lot more frequent and more vigorous. This place however is crazy land. To explain the title of my post, I am sick of the Arabic women in scarves, their rude, ill mannered, and disgusting behaviour. The men not so much, because I have come across nicer ones more than the mean b****** the women are. But the women are invariably the ones one should be aware of and ignore and avoid. I am still to really lose it, and abuse them in the face once, but I have definitely have had enough of their disgusting behaviour.

They either feel they are a higher race, are supremely arrogant, plain fools or just uncultured,uncouth louts unfit for civilised society. Whatever it is, they are all equally disgusting. And if saying that makes me a racist, so be it, but I stick to my opinion. This place is know for its racism, They literally adore anyone in white skin, and treat the rest with disdain. Even raffle coupons at malls, need your nationality in its details. I wounder how my nationality affects a lottery result, or their ability to inform me, in case I win. Oh! And when the DH returned from his Australia trip this time, he received a very warm welcome at the immigration, with smiles and wishes, something that never ever happens when traveling to or from India may I say. Coming back to the issue, I hate these women, and now follow a blanket rule to be simply blind to them.

Coming from India, where people are exceptionally warm to children, the initial experiences here, really put me off, till I realised that these women are bred to be such fools. Just the other day, we came back home in the evening, and entered the reception of our building. There stood a woman in a scarf with a man, and a child of about two in a pram. The BB being, what he is, ran to the kid. I smiled at the woman, as usually parents mutually do, and the expression on her face put me off so bad. I wondered if she was worried the BB might hurt the kid, so I pulled him away, and the BB enthusiastically waved a bye to the kid, and kept turning back, while we walked towards the elevators. I too said bye, to join in with him, and turned back, and it was then that I saw the expression on that b****** face that actually pissed me off. I just walked away of course, and was happy at not having reacted, and been a bad influence for the BB, but if I had the power I would have clubbed her head. Not just her, but all those women like her, the ones in scarves.

I have had so many such experiences with these women, that I really wonder if they are worthy of civilised society, have they been brainwashed, or are they just that way? I have not met one, and I say this clearly, not one single Arabic woman with a shred of decency. Living here has tarred there image in my heart forever. Never again in my life will I look at these women free of prejudice. For that matter I hope I never see much of them. I hold a strong dislike and bitterness against them, and I have good enough reasons for doing so. I never believe in generalising, but at some point, where I have had enough experiences of similar kinds, that is the only way to face what may lie ahead. I don't expect everyone out there to come cootchie coo with my son, but being mean and making faces to a child, where do these people get that from? Just want to ask, what did you mother/father/culture teach you?

Maybe they are filled with misdirected hatred, or are brainwashed racists, or whatever else, I have no good thoughts for these women nor a desire to give them an opportunity to prove themselves better in anyway, left in my heart. I have made my judgment, and I am sticking to it. And while at it, I am passing on some free advice too, stay away from Arabic women in scarves people, they are uncivilised, rude and simply disgusting. Will I pay them back in their same coin, maybe not, because I don't want to be what they are, but I really don't know how to explain this to the BB, without tainting his innocent soul. Oh! A world this prejudiced and hateful does not deserve these innocent little babies, it just simply does not. I wonder if those women actually train their children to be just as prejudiced and hateful too. And how is it even possible to be rude a child is absolutely beyond my comprehension.