The diary of a Saudi man, currently living in the United Kingdom, where the Religious Police no longer trouble him for the moment.
In Memory of the lives of 15 Makkah Schoolgirls, lost when their school burnt down on Monday, 11th March, 2002. The Religious Police would not allow them to leave the building, nor allow the Firemen to enter.
...a goat picture.
We Saudis eat goats. They're a favorite dish for family celebrations or the major festivals. What's more, we like our meat fresh, so we tend to slaughter them ourselves in the yard at home. I'm not a vegetarian, but that's not something I like to do, however there's usually a family member happy to oblige.
Perhaps I've been around the Brits too long, and picked up their sense of Fair Play and Cheer For The Underdog, but I'm with the goat in this particular story.
A goat nearly killed a man when it butted a father in the stomach with its horns. Al-Riyadh newspaper reported that the father bought the goat in celebration for his daughter’s transfer from a small village to teach in Ahsa. When the father was getting ready to slaughter the goat, it charged, butted him hard in the stomach and ran away leaving the man in serious condition. The family took him for treatment to a nearby hospital and decided to delay the ceremony and buy food from a local restaurant instead of slaughtering the goat. As for the goat, it was sold back to the animal market.