On a plane trip to Oklahoma, I ended up sitting next to a plain clothes saudi male. Worked for the saudi oil industry. He was drinking wiskey the entire flight. Even he was admiting to me how messed up it was that you couldn’t see what women looked like in public. I will always remember this, he said, “Dating in my country is the worst! You see a woman walking in a mall, and if you even find a way to get her your number, once the burka comes off, she ends up looking like Rosanne Barr!”. He was soo wasted, he had to practically be carried off the plane.
All the years later, I never forgot that.
That is sooooo funny.
Speaking of things you don’t forget, a good friend of mine and his wife worked in Saudi Arabia 30 years ago. When they entered the country, the customs / morals police used black magic marker to mark over all the lingerie ads in her fashion magazines — and those adverts weren’t very racy back then, either. What an uptight society. No wonder it has so many weird pathologies.