Arabic is hard, because it's hard to find native speakers to take the piss with. I say that because I am Arab and desperately trying to cling onto the language. I read and write it at a poetic level; but speaking with native speakers sucks, because few of them speak the beautiful language (and the ones who do carry shitloads of political baggage to make the companionship worthwhile.)
Arabic would be trivial for converts to Islam, Maronite or Coptic Christianity; because you will find an all embracing community of brothers. For me, someone who switches between Classical Arabic, and near perfect mainstream American accent, and who doesn't shy away from taking pot-shots at established religio-political dogmas on both sides .. well, tough fucking luck finding friends.
If there are any worldly Arabs who enjoy al-Mutanabi with MJ and the occasional line of coke, and who love reading scripture to ladies of ill repute: hola at me, dog.
I hold nothing sacred, and if you aim to offend, well, we should grab a beer, or indulge in some drunken pen-pal wankery to celebrate an idealized image of alleged former glory (of which I am the foremost perpetuator :-)
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To me, that's like complaining that the people who speak Shakespearian English tend to be SCA or thespians. :) Yes, most everyone is going to speak the Egyptian or Lebanese dialect. Heck, I didn't even know that the religious types actually spoke classical Arabic.
>> If there are any worldly Arabs who enjoy al-Mutanabi with MJ and the occasional line of coke, and who love reading scripture to ladies of ill repute: hola at me, dog.
Arabic would be trivial for converts to Islam, Maronite or Coptic Christianity; because you will find an all embracing community of brothers. For me, someone who switches between Classical Arabic, and near perfect mainstream American accent, and who doesn't shy away from taking pot-shots at established religio-political dogmas on both sides .. well, tough fucking luck finding friends.
If there are any worldly Arabs who enjoy al-Mutanabi with MJ and the occasional line of coke, and who love reading scripture to ladies of ill repute: hola at me, dog.
I hold nothing sacred, and if you aim to offend, well, we should grab a beer, or indulge in some drunken pen-pal wankery to celebrate an idealized image of alleged former glory (of which I am the foremost perpetuator :-)
[Three things I will not talk about: God, Football, or the Bush Administration]