I woke up early this morning.
Early enough to have breakfast, a meal I very rarely get to experience. It was quite pleasant.
There really is nothing one can do at 10 AM.
I was channel surfing and came upon Rotana; our MTV.
I have to say, the music wasn't all that bad.
I kind of wished I was listening to it on one of our (three) radio stations instead of watching the videos, though.
In almost every other video, (they're all love songs) the guy... Well... Stalks the girl.
Hides outside her house.
Follows her around.
Watches her from afar.
I thought of how the average Saudi boy "gets" a girl.
I remember how as a child I, like most children my age, was not allowed to watch violence on television, because my parents were afraid I'd copy whatever I saw in the movie.
At the time, I thought they were being silly. Surely they knew I realized TV was just pretend?
Apparently, they did not.
And apparently, it is our full grown Saudi male who does not know TV is just pretend.
And yet... I am the one who "does not have the brain capacity of a male".