Question where the hell did the 'Tent' culture come from? It's so ugly, the stuff in this topic is much better.

Mosylon was the prime ancient trade power sxb, it was the Kingpin when it came to the cinnamon trade from China, and the Frankincense that was exported to Egypt and Rome, these products were the Gold and Oil of ancient times, undiscovered ruins must be littered around the area.

On the tv-show 'Mighty Ships', there was a episode about a Danish naval mission that included Somali soldiers. When they encountered buccaneers you would hear Af Somali coming from the ABSALON'S loudspeakers telling them to surrender. Something similar: Defence Forces to Recruit Somalis for Peacekeeping Mission The Finnish Defence Forces plans to recruit Somali men and women living in Finland to serve as interpreters in the Atalanta crisis management operation in Somalia. In addition to language skills, the recruits must have military training and be able to handle weapons. The operation will rely on local interpreters as well as interpreters trained in Finland. The Defence Forces say the interpreters are central to the mission. ”Interpreters’ roles are extremely important. A large number of conflicts and problems arise from misunderstandings due to language. An interpreter will be able to overcome language barriers and improve the group’s safety,” says Joni Lindeman of the Defence Forces. The Somali League says it is certain the job will attract applicants. This year around 100 Somalis living in Finland have taken part in military training. The Finnish minelayer Pohjanmaa is to take part in an EU operation to repel pirate attacks on UN ships delivering food aid to Somalia. Source: YLE http://www.hiiraan.com/news2/2010/Sept/defence_forces_to_recruit_somalis_for_peacekeeping_mission.as px

For dramatic effect, it's basically the easy way out, and would enable me with a good reason to reveal the powers of the female character, since she eclipses all of them but they are ignorant of it, and she keeps it hidden. I also prefer the twist, and have now found a powerful alternative reason that will infuriate her, involving her old teachers and the Abay Siti school she trained and grew up in.

Originally posted by Kuun-Kuun-Laminaa: She was an addict, druggie Very unfortunate incident. Shows the level of sorry state of the Somalis in the west. <--Rolling on the floor laughing, sensationalist foqol sensationalist! Religion is important, even if that was not the case there ought to a strong connection with our culture like the Asians. Yeah we should ship them across the world in containers instead, or trash them with acid when their naughty, hooray to these strong-Asian-cultural lessons-for-make-benefit-Somalia. Most of the young generation growing up in the west are out of touch with the Somali culture. Because Somali culture teaches younglings how to hold their breath for 10hrs?, or how to unlock a closet from the inside out? Dear God

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Don't understand a damn Somali song except the bit in Knaan's America. I murder with

^Nuune, cool bro! btw Urban if you reading this, my OP was specifically directed towards mad talented Somali individuals such as yourself, enrich Somali literature and art!

Originally posted by cynical lady: Psycho- isn’t that presumptuous of you. After all they might choose never to go back or simply don’t consider Somalia as home? Na..Bladland doesn't need those girl-scouts.

I, me, see the seeggsii sheeee- me, we be meeeting, hearts be beeeating, very heavy breathing, I must be dreaming, life has meaning, love is blooooming, but danger is loooming, shady car lights are beeeaming, it's....wHo's that?,.....war THAT'S MY ABO, RUN waryaaaa RUNNNN!!!!!

Great for their host country, and the community they represent. In the end they might play a vital role in the re-establishment of a viable and competent Somali National Force for the Republic of BlAdLaNd.

There is a thin line between a Dyke, a Tomboy, a Gay, a fairy and a Hetero. What should we call the men attracted to Tomboys?, or those who succesfully enter the radar of a Dyke?, surely the male characteristics of the Tomboy that sparked those feelings in this male is just an example of camouflaged homo-erotism?, and what about the male that managed to attract a Dyke, was the latter just a fake Hetero, or was the former simply a highly femininized meterosexual fairy? What happened to the days when women looked like women, and men looked like men?: I rest my case.

Somali men in the diaspora do alot more than just their ''normal duties'', whether a student, bluecollar-worker, or white-collar professional, he is sustaining not just his family here but also the one back in the Somali Realm, and if he is married, you can also add her side of the family, sometimes at the detriment of their own happiness. Its going to be funny when Cynical lady - I am betta than y'all - marries an Ajanabi and he sees her getting ready to walk to her local Dahabshiil office: Ajanabi: Where are you going hunnybun Cynical lady: Booboo, I'm going to send money to my relatives Ajanabi: but this will disrupt our budget Cynical lady: but they need my help Ajanabi: Okay only this time! Cynical lady: No, I intend to make it periodically. *Marital Meltdown* Cynical lady then remembers how her father used to handover the money like the world's fastest ATM, when her mother only looked at him, and starts crying. Godspeed my sister, godspeed! ---- Also there is a reason why Somali elders are unknown in Care-centers, because they live with their seed & in-law. <--- in hundreds of cultures this noble act is non-existant, so how could anyone call this a 'normal duty'? btw all of this is also applicable to Somali women. It feels good to know that if i suggest that my mother or father starts living with us one day in the future, she will understand 100%

I'm not sure since it's not a short story, also i'm still trying to wrap up a fantasy epic, but i'm struggling with a kick-azz ending, not sure wether to: A) kill the two brothers in a battle with the demon army in front of their fortress B) have their female love interest kill them both, since she can't choose (above scenarios the brothers would be revived in the next book) C) Let the brothers live but have a brutal twist involving the demon army I'm juggling around these scenarios in my head, one of these days or weeks i will feel that tingle that tells me yep that's the one. In the near future however, i might hit you with a nice short story about a 1980s Somali female officer doing a Search&Rescue mission for a Japanese ship lost at sea because of a heavy storm. During the search in the middle of the Indian Ocean her ship is forced into a powerful current, and as a result she and her crew find themselves being carried to a devilish looking Island close to Sri-Lanka that is not to be found on any map. They pass ancient Greek and Persian shipwrecks and eventually crash on the beach of the Island. As she and her marines try to free the ship they are attacked by a group of Velicoraptors and begin fighting back until they are forced to flee into the jungle. The newcomers have entered a land where all of the creatures that once dominated the Earth in the past have gathered and flourished. Now she must try to survive and return her soldiers safely back to their wives and families. There is much more exciting stuff but i won't reveal that yet. btw the following is a good example of why the 'Old Somalis' were far more creative than the so-called 'award winning' ones of today: Muun: = Zombie Ostrich: this is an evil ostrich in Somali folklore condemned to wandering restlessness and hardship owing to its refusal to cooperate with other tribal, fellow ostriches. Lmao, how messed up is that ?, a wandering Zombie Ostrich. Imagine being a Nomad walking with your camels on the dunes of Shalambood and you see a weird creature like that coming your way, WOAH!!

Originally posted by Valenteenah.: Of course, this one is my absolutely favourite. It's just too bad I can't afford it! :mad: £300, ASOS Somali women then combine it with a jacket such as the one below: As a male graced by non-related ladies with this style everyday; THAT'S A FREAKING NICE COMBO!!

Cara that sounds very interesting, do you recall the title of that short story? Your quote btw is a classic 'cop-out' and excuse of why Sci-fi about Africans and in Africa is non-existant(excluding District 9). Did you know that most of the software giants in Sillicone Valley have Ceo's, designers, inventors who are Trekkies, or Star Wars fans? Life always imitates good art. This why in all of my stories there are strong female leaders, this has a double effect of telling female younglings that they have every right to step forward and claim what's rightfully theirs if one of them happens to be the most competent candidate, at the same time it implants in the male younglings a sense of feeling that it is ok to be led by a female, let's just forget about what our grandfathers think. Sci-fi similarly can have that effect on people, because it's very forward looking.

Pre-war Somalia is such an enigma, from producing films with the biggest budgets in African cinematic history, which are nowhere to be found today, to producing Sci-fi books only Nuune knows about. That country is such a pain in the head. Originally posted by *Ibtisam: On a serious note it would be great to read something crazy and out of this world but with a Somali influence. Maybe the new generation eh.

Originally posted by Valenteenah.: ^ Wouldn't it? Wonder if Adam has read Contest by Matthew Reilly? Fantastic concept. I think we definitely need Somali sci fi writers. Holy sh1t, i'm glad you have shown me this, i have an old story i work on whenever i have writers block on the others, and it has a similar concept, only it involves a 16th century Somali general during the aftermath of the Conquest of Abyssinia. Earlier he had entered ancient Axum and found the Arc of Convenant and was determined to permanently conquer that empire, only to be recalled back to Zeila. Out of frustration he throws his spear into the sky but freakishly the spear seems stuck midair and gives off weird electric lights, a few seconds later a large ship appears hovering above him. The ship had been observing him since the start of the war. He is then sucked into a room with five different soldiers from across the Universe. The intention of the galactic Queen is to grant these warriors and their respective planets a way out of colonization, if they manage to defeat her champion(outrageously disgusting creature and brutal fighter). Now after reading the reviews about a Gladiator of Rome being forced in a similar situation, i have to purchase that book of yours to prevent potential accusations of plagiarism despite it being coincidence.

^I agree, we Somali men don't walk around with our women attached to our hips, they can go wherever their hearts wishes to be, there is no such thing as 'honor killings' in our culture, so one wonders what is exactly stopping them? Fact is; a man will treat his wife the way he treats his mother and sister. It's not hard to figure out why my father and mother carefully observed their future son-in-laws interaction with their mothers and female relatives before they gave their blessings. I know for damn sure had they been bast@rds towards their own, my mother would have dropped a brick on those bigazz weddingcakes, because no doubt these men would treat my sisters in a similar way. Anyone deserves whom they get. If you hang with bad people all your life, there is a FAT chance you will marry one. The excuse that he was all Mr Prince charming & Mr Perfect is just plain BOOHOOSHIT!! Don't piss on my head and tell me it's raining. It is in their delirious love-dovey mind that these particular men they married were 'Perfect', everybody around them were probably holding warning signs. There was an interesting story last year about a group of ladies gathering at a community centre in Minnesota to complain about their lives and the men they are/ were with. One of them established a special room where her deadbeat boyfriend could chew Jaad, i mean LMFAO!!!, how istubid is that? and then she has the nerve to badmouth all Somali men the vast majority who are honorable and do things the right way, which is why millions of Somali women who can make up their own minds will continue to marry them. But according to Cynical Lady the solution to all of our problems(which is common in all communities) is 'marrying out', because only the 12 million Somali males of this planet have lowlives in their midst, the other 3 billion males will go straight to Jannah because each day they iron their wives clothing, make breakfast, and massage their feet when they come home from a hard day of working, well La di DA, what are you waiting for CL?, you are on the wrong site my dear. I usually keep my mouth shut when i see our sisters claim they are ahead of us in terms of education & career because i believe it is a good thing for women to have a strong sense of self-confidence, but this has mutated into a deluded sense of superiority over their malefolk. Please pick any country with a sizeable Somali community in the diaspora, and provide us with statistics on the so-called 'difference'. I have seen these statistics, you actually might not like what you find or discover through me, so let the challenge begin! Naaya, I dare you!

Dream 1: Picked up a bunny, yeah, with the most adorable eyes, when i looked to my right for one second, the bunny exploded like an atomic bomb and i landed head first in a bathtub Dream 2: I was eating cheese with a farmer...then the biggest black bull i ever SAW barged in and impaled me and the farmer, i was laughing so hard until we all fell into a canyon What does it mean to be killed in your dreams? ANSWER: being afraid of something or someone!!!! http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_does_it_mean_to_be_killed_in_your_dreams

Specialization is for insects! September 18, 2010 - by Somali Psycho A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects. -Robert A. Heinlein When I read this quote, I felt a bolt of lightning going through my spine, because it hit what I have been pondering about for so long right on the head. We need to break out of the myopic boxes the older generation has set for us, and explore our talent to the fullest. Ten years ago a person googling with the keywords 'Somali scientist-bodybuilder-tennis player-premier league player -kickboxer etc' would probably have no results, but today they are all there because these brothers and sisters decided to go left when everybody else went right. They broke through the box, and went their own way, like that Jamaican bobsled team of 88' that defied the odds and who were immortalized in the hilarious movie Cool Runnings. I look for the day when I see Somali ballerinas, rallydrivers, sumo-wrestlers(lol) etc. On a similar note, why is it that when I look for literary inspiration in the form of fantasy or science fiction stories based in Somalia or involving Somali characters, by modern writers, there are none? We have so many brilliant world renowned writers, but they write about similar stuff, they are locked in a box. Instead of diversifying their literary reach into multiple genres they prefer the typical route. It can't be a lack of imagination. I mean if I can build entire worlds filled with collosal Somali Castles, warriors and beauty-queens with my three year old niece, then a grown up Somali writer should have no problems doing the same. Are they afraid there is no appeal? That is such poppycock, our ancestors created dozens of fantasy stories that entertained the younglings for centuries, it's pretty disgusting that modern Somali writers keep recycling these stories in their books without enriching us with new original stories they have created themselves. It's herd mentality that turns a potential great chess-player into an accountant, it's herd mentality that turns a potential wonderful comic-book artist into a midwife. Mahad becomes an engineer, Liban, Yusuf, Guled and Hanad study engineering whoopty-doo. Asha becomes a nurse, Hamdi, Ayaan, Fadumo study childcare at the Queendom of Nurseristan. It's fear that prevents a great writer to propell his characters to the Whirlpool Galaxy instead of the usual Hargeisa or Mogadishu backdrops. It is the mental captivity of the notorious box of specialisation that prevents a great writer from landing a gigantic spaceship, with an evil creature inside, into Jasira beach who decides to go APE on the inhabitants, only to be defeated and killed by a resourceful Farah or Xalimo. Say no to the box! I shall publish part II next month, insha-allah.

Backlash of a crippled civilisation, there is not a single period in our long history where Somalis were uprooted to such an extent and forced to live outside their own natural realm. Historic conflicts amongst Somali men were always small and very local, bit like the Shoguns, or the city-state Greeks, with most of the population unaffected, and it was easily resolved by one or several Shir conferences. If conflict broke out, whether internally or against a foreign empire there was an entire civilizational matrix of cities across the Somali peninsula where non-warring Somali men could migrate their families, to start a new life, this prevented the scenario of having to adapt to a new environment, where Somali men are not the dominant males, and where Somali culture is not the dominant culture. Most Somali men grow up with a "I am a Prince" complex, heavily sustained by their mothers. This was o.k when the country was stable, cosmopolitan and forward looking, and the only competition in education, the workforce, the military industry, or hitching a girl were other Somali men, but today this has changed, and there are some brothers who are confused, disillusioned and lack the confidence and internal stability that most Somali mothers and Somali society induce into their sons from a young age. Some feel isolated/marginalised in these new worlds, or have been poisoned with alien rhetoric, and have become alien themselves, where not even their mothers recognise them. Others lack the strong male role-models because their fathers, uncles, older brothers or cousins are either dead or back in Somalia, and therefore now follow the wrong footsteps. When the country is doing well, every Somali man is your role model, whether it's the politician in Mogadishu, the farmer in Afgoye, the cattle trader in Berbera, the fighter pilot in Baidoa, the nomad in Luuq, the fisherman in Merka, the radioman in Hargeisa, the navy sailor in Kismayu, the doctor in Bosaso, the scholar in Barawa, or the numerous historic figures taught in schools or honored in statues, they are all your role models, and because they are so apparant in the environment you live and grow up in, you strive to be like them. The vast majority of Somali men in the diaspora adhere to the principles of their forefathers, and treat their womenfolk with kindness and respect, and take care of their children. However there is also a section that is completely lost out of their damn minds, and i think it is up to us Somali men to do something about it. My father told me that when he grew up as a kid, he and every Somali boy in the country had a million fathers, simply for the fact that if he or his friends did something wrong, any random Somali male was allowed to correct them and give a disciplinary beating if necessary. Similarly males who treated their wives like dirt were stigmatised, or lazy ones were looked down upon. We have lost alot these last two decades in the conflict, not just priceless human lives or centuries old/modern architecture, but many great aspects of our old culture aswell, such a shame!

HELL NO!, it feels like a burden. It's a complex world that's crawling with dad oo Somaalida naceyb(kuligood not just Konfuurta but all!), and sometimes you wonder why shouldn't they? There you are battling racists on a UK forum and slapping them silly with sources about the great progress that is made by the community and then out of nowhere BAM!!!, some Dameer put his/her ugly face on a tabloid paper boasting about their ceyr abuse. Just as your about to K.O your hateful opponnents your own people throw these guys a supersharp Samurai blade, i mean WTF? I have never experienced this type of brutal hatred in real life, the internet seems to be my only true source of experiencing unhealthy negativity. Even SOL, my longtime safehaven where i would regroup and restrengthen my resolve, passion and tenacity to battle these fools, has lost its spark. Certain individuals i respected and looked up upon, don't seem to be the men and women i thought they were. The politics section is a chesspool of intolerance and a good example of why we as a people have not been able to reach our real potential, and don't get me started on the daily news, when your in a good mood, like a mammoth hammer it strikes you down to the floor with each negative story after another. I have already deleted about twenty websites where i would periodically intervene and make a stand, it's just not worth the stress anymore. For the past couple of months I have been struggling on wether i should go SUPERTROLL on SOL and get myself permanently banned, basically removing the temptation of camelmilkthreads out of my system, but i have to much respect for the owners to go that route, so like an addict i will cut down slowly to the point of being free of this "capitivity of negativity", and maybe cancel my entire connection eventually. Insha-allah! So do you?

Please share with us, why you consider it special, this is the first time i've seen a qalanjo wear this headgear.

31648 posts in 6 years, that's 5274 posts a year, and 14 posts a day, compares this to my 2809 posts in 4 years, which is 702 posts a year, and 2 posts a day.