Excerpts from the diary of a pissed off bodybuilder

The “child” factor

GOD!!! Ever since I got married and my family has been bugging the shit outta me to “have a baby”… technically, my wife will have the baby… I just stand there and say push and get all the credit for it. Anyway, what they fail to understand is that a child is not a f***ing new set of 16 inch rims. You have to be ready for the child, emotionally, socially, and financially. I don’t know about you, but personally, I want the best for my child/children… no more than 2 as a matter of fact. Now, before you jump on my face yelling “INFIDEL!!! YOU WILL GO TO HELL FOR LIMITING YOUR OFFSPRINGS!!” I say “F*** you!”. Because I’m sick and tired of seeing all these low income fools shitting out 18 children and not taking care of a single one of them. When you ask them why? They just say “God will take care of us”. Ofcourse he’ll take care of you… 3ala 3ainy wu rasy… but next month, you won’t find 15 million dollars in your bank account and when you call the bank and say “hey… I have 15 million in my account… who is it from?” they won’t say “ummm.. let me check… oh yeah… god made the deposit last night”. Yes, god takes care of us, but god also wants you to be responsible for you own actions. I come from a big family (well, to me it’s big.. I have 5 other brothers and sisters… I think in Saudi that’s considered a medium sized family). I have seen the good side of having a big family, and the bad side of having a big family (please note… the cons far outweigh the pros here). I do not want my child/children to grow up in the same environment. It’s very hard to plan for 6 kids, financially. “It’s all the about the money isn’t it!!?” you bet your f***ing ass it is. How the f*** do you think you’d get them in a good school? Do you think when you’re kid’s 17 (if he’s a boy) he’ll say “no dad, it’s ok. Although all my friends have cars, I really don’t want one. I think it’s a waste of money at my age”. F*** no!! do you think you’re daughter will say “no it’s ok… I’ll just wear these old jeans and this t-shirt for my friend’s party… no need for an expensive dress”… going to a university in 20 years will cost money… seriously, you want them to be happy, and responsible. I’ve seen fathers that just throw money on their children and never give them attention/supervision and the kids turn out to be f***heads. And I’ve seen the exact opposite, fathers who don’t want to spend a dime on their kids to teach them “responsibility” (hi ). But what really puts a smile on my face, is a father who is fair in both aspects. Sadly, there are very few who can do that. Personally, I think when you have a child, it’s all about him/her/it! Forget about yourself, forget about what you want. You live for your child and nothing else until he/she/it could take care of him/her/it’s self. You know why? What happens when a parent neglects their own child’s needs just to attend their personal “wants”? temporary happiness, and a pissed off kid that’s hard to fix. Have you ever made anybody smile from something nice you did? How does that feel? Whenever I can put a smile on my wife’s face, I feel a million times happier. I can only imagine how it would feel to put a smile on my kids face.

But you know what the really sad thing is? … if you live here you know that there are a lot of really sad things… but… the way I see parents treating their children… whether it’s in a grocery store, a shopping mall, a restaurant, whatever… it only reflects that that’s how the majority of people treat their kids. Yelling at them while jerking their arms (when their only 3-4 years old). Not giving them a chance to talk or touch anything… now I’m no p****, but it really broke my heart (it still hurts when I remember it) when my wife and I were out jogging, and we saw this family… about 4 kids… running, yelling, getting yelled at by 35-40 year old parents… one of them getting yanked by the arm… that didn’t bother us at all… since we see that s*** everyday…. But about half a mile away… we saw another one of their kids… about 4-5 years old… crying so hard he could barely breathe… he was off his little scooter running as fast as he can yelling “baba….baba…”it was so dark outside… and he looked so scared… what the f*** do you call that? I seriously wish… I hope… that in 30 years… when his father needs medical care or he’ll die… the man that used to be that boy goes up to his father and says “remember when you left me when I needed you? Well, now you need me… should I treat you the same way?” … that kind of shit really hurts kids… it gets burned in their minds… and causes psychological problems… if you don’t believe in psychological problems (like most idiots in Saudi that think every severe psychological problem is caused by either ghosts, the evil eye, or spells from evil Indonesian housemaids), you really have a lot to learn. It’s a lot easier to smack a child around, yell at him, lose it, just to shut him up or to make him do what you want, than to reason with him, talk to him, and try to explain everything in a calm way. Sadly, the word “fear” is interchangeable with the word “respect” these days. It’s really sad.

I was talking to a guy at work a couple of days ago and he asked me “do you have any kids yet”… I just laughed and said “come on man! I’ve only been married for 4 months!” so he says “so what? I got married last year (a second wife) and I have a daughter”. I was blunt and I just told him “excuse me man, but that’s just ruining someone’s life”. He got pissed and said “why? How the hell would you know? You don’t even have children” so I said “ofcourse I don’t have children. I can’t afford to have children right now. I’ll have children when I know I can provide the best for them.” He smiled and said “oh, so you’re one of those stupid people that don’t believe in fate and don’t believe that god will take care of your kids… you need to be smarter man… this is haram.” …. So I asked a couple of questions that went like this:
Me: “how much money have you saved for the little girl?”
Him: “money? Rabbik yidabbir… we’re on the safe side”
Me: “you mean you don’t even have a savings account for her?”
Him: “ofcourse not! Why would I?”
Me: “in a couple of years she’ll have to go to school. How do you expect to pay her fees?”
Him: “when the time comes, we’ll work something out”
Me: “are you going to take her to a shitty school or a good one”
Him: “anything… aham shay she learns”
Me: “she won’t learn in a shitty school… you need cash to get her into a good school”
Me: “what if you have another baby?”
Him: “so? What’s your point?”
Me: “ you’ll have double the expenses… or even more”
Him: “it’s all about money for you isn’t it? These are offsprings! They carry your name!!”
Me: “so… just pop children out of your wife and god will take care of them?”
Him: “yeah… of course!!”
Me: “dude… you need to grow up…”
Him: “you’re fucked up in the head, you know?”
Me: “yeah… I know… I actually plan financially for my kids future… I must be mad… I should just have my wife shit children out and I’ll ask god to take care of them”
Him: “You’re an Americanized f*** face that’ll just listen to whatever the jews tell you… that’s where you get your f***ed up ideas!”
Me: “Of course I am… that’s why I only care about money and the demise of islam”
Him: “11:30 man… wanna have lunch?”
Me: “nah… I got my crap in the fridge”
Him: “cool… hey did you hear this ringtone?”
Me: “hahahhha… that’s stupid… Bluetooth it”
Him: “here it comes”
Me: “kick ass”
Him: “got any funny emails?”
Me: “I’ll send’em to you after lunch”
Him: “cool… see ya”
Me: “salam”