Sweet Freedom


On a trip to Disney a few years back, I bought a necklace in the Morocco pavilion. It’s a round white pendant that they wrote my name on in Arabic. I love it and wear it all the time.

But recently, I was wearing it and someone made a comment that they couldn’t believe I was wearing it in this country. Really? Isn’t it enough that we mistrust entire religions, races, countries, etc? We’re going to demonize a language now? One of the top 5 languages in the world, no less? That sure is a lot of people you’re deciding aren’t OK.

I am sick to death of over-the-board judgments like this. Especially since they tend to be made by people who forget that they are part of a race that enslaved millions of people (and for fun, beat, raped and murdered them) that were stolen from their homes and bought to another country for this purpose. Or part of a race that displaced, attacked, massacred, enslaved, tortured, raped, and infected many millions of natives who lived on the land for thousands of years before it was stolen from them. Or part of a country that detained over 100,000 of their own countrymen in camps, based on their ethnic background, and who – in the name of god and country – have burned more villages and raped and killed more women and children than one can even think about without getting physically ill. Or part of a race and religion that killed millions of people in concentration camps (and let’s not forget the super fun beating, raping, and torturing).

Yeah – they tend to forget that when they go off on their stereotyping and thoughtless, racist rampages.

My response to the mental midget who dared comment on my necklace was that I was glad we lived in a country where we all had the freedom to do and be what we wanted. I could wear my necklace and she could be a racist asshole.


About sugarmag

Forty-sdjhfkjsdhfkjsdh year old mom of 2 - a 18 year old boy and a 11 year old girl. I love them very much, but they drive me crazy. I'm married and work full-time. I'm not sure which of these is the most exhausting, but probably the husband. I'm opinionated. I'm outspoken. I'm loud. I'm an over-sharer. I think Tom Cruise is a jackass. I like to say jackass. I like to swear, period. Fuckers. I love to read. I struggle with my weight. I love my job. I dress my pets up and ridicule them regularly. I am not afraid to cut my hair and I don't understand people who are. I hate getting old. I love to laugh. Make me laugh, OK?

12 responses »

  1. I don’t even mind that people are all mistrustful of Koreans now– I just wish there was a cooler evil ruler, you know, like tall dark and ominous. I can’t get the South Park movie Kim Jong Ill out of my mind.Does Libby have a fucking beeper every time someone has a new post?!!

  2. “I could wear my necklace and she could be a racist asshole.”And that’s what makes this country great.I bet your pendant is beautiful; Arabic is a visually stunning written language…

  3. Excellent post. Good for you for speaking your mind. People need to stop being so ignorant and really look into the truth of what is. I love the Arabic language. Such a beauty and flow to it. Wear your pendant and enjoy your gift to yourself. (BTW, this is Dina from March of Dimes walk :))

  4. Did you really say that? I bow down before your awesome gall.One of my favorite places in the Metropolitan Museum of Art is the Islamic wing. The art is so lovely.

  5. As usual, people suck.And as usual, you are awesome.I simply hate people. All people. I don't discriminate, I hate everyone equally. It works well.

  6. You go! Sometimes I am shocked at the blatant ignorance of so-called "eduated" people. I wonder how long it's going to take before I stop being shocked.

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