Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Meeting The General

The other week I had the pleasure of dining at my friend Ameerah's host parents house. To be frank, this is easily the nicest house I have ever been inside in my life. They are quite easily multi-millionaires (or millionaires x 1.4, thanks to the conversion rate). Their place is nicer than Black's house in Arizona. Nicer than the Highland's in Park Ridge. Almost as nice as Christina Loukas' house in Riverwoods, but they own the Cubby Bear.


Hey Cubs, did Steve Bartman make you lose this year too?

It's three stories, and they have their a fully stocked kitchen for each floor. The basement floor kitchen has living quarters for live-in cooks and housekeepers, which in Jordan's case means Egyptians or Philippinos (or in American terms, Mexicans). They have a rug that was once a living African leopard. PETA apparently has no pull in the third world.

Anyway, the coolest part is Ameerah's host dad, who we refer to as "The General." He held the second-highest rank in the Jordanian army (like a four-star general) and was the superior officer to the current King Abdullah II, who had to salute him and call him sir. He was close friends with the former King Hussein as well. He's like the Jordanian version of Eisenhower.


Not pictured: Production Value.

He lives in our Christian neighborhood and is an Evangelical Christian. He and his brother are currently building a gigantic church a few blocks away. Apparently it's fashionable to build megachurches as a rich Jordanian Christian, because half our neighborhood is involved in projects like this.

They held a fundraiser for the church and invited their family and friends (which in Jordan means at least 200 people) and raised 40,000 JD IN AN HOUR. That's $56,000, or $933 per minute. Sick.

His baller status doesn't end there. He has been to 45 countries, usually for diplomatic and military conferences. He was elected to Jordanian Parliament which is no easy feat in a corrupt, third-world country. It would be like getting elected in, oh, I don't know...America.


Not really relevant, I just thought it looked cool.

He also loves America, which is a trend I've been noticing among Jordanians that have actually been there. He gave me an awesome quote that I feel best sums America up, at least compared to Jordan: "America is a country for the man, where in most of the rest of the world, the man is for the country." And Europe is strict (unflexible) and rude. TREATED.

U-S-A! U-S-A!

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