for my liking, that is. I just witnessed a woman climb on top of a man's back rough-ride him right down to the floor and they were both mahoosive! It was like watching live soft porn obesity style! I am no fan of a dry dancefloor but that just took things to a whole new level. To top it off I felt like I was stuck in the Stone Age as everyone seemed to be jammin with it!
I must admit though since I have become more familiar with the social scene of DC, life is somewhat sweeter than it already was. The metro (DC's tube) has become my best friend!
Prior to the club I went to an Ethiopian restaurant called Dukem on U street, where I had so much tibs I'm still full. The live entertainment was very enjoyable but a scene in the ladies' sort of caught me off guard. This lady came out of one of the cubicles ranting about their lack of space; "I'm telling you, these cubicles do not cater for us tall girls!" I nodded and gave a wry smile, thinking she's headed for the exit but the woman turns around, stands right in front of my face, swings her hair and goes "And you are too cute, my dear!" I had to stop and think for a moment, 'is she hitting on me?' I didn't know whether to smile or shout "and too straight!!" Needless to say I politely rushed to the exit.
So Mogadishu is burning left, right and centre, IDP's are on the increase and Al-Shabab is chopping limbs like they're having a feast. It seems the past 18 years haven't left any remorse within some of us. Instead we continue to shed our own blood.
How someone can rejoice in brutally killing their own people over and over again is simply beyond my comprehension.
I went to cover an event at the ICAR centre at George Mason university about the growth of Islamist militant groups a few days ago. Though the topic was a common ground discussion, it was refreshing to hear that some people shared my view that these Islamists groups do not understand democracy and peaceful negotiations. The only language they understand is an AK47 and therefore the only way to free Somalia is to use that language against them and wipe them off the grounds of our country. Earlier on today I spoke to a friend of mine whose cousin went to Baidoa a few weeks ago to visit his mother only to be slaughtered by the 'sheikhs' in control of the city. His crime was living in a western country.
Moving on I am looking forward to an entertaining weekend. Tomorrow I have a date with a gaming centre in Laurel, Maryland where I can exercise my bowling skills. Going to bootcamp first though as I've been given a bollocking earlier on by a gym buddy who 'hasn't seen me' for a while. Blame the news, I say.
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