QUOTE(sara535 @ Feb 6 2008, 07:19 AM)

Wahrania the thing is that this topic has been beaten in to the ground on this forum already. I think the general consensus is that most people already KNOW this stuff.. We all agree that life and love come with no guarantees and frankly that people can be dishonest users from any country or culture. Its an unfortunate part of the game we call life.
ok, so your experiences have opened your eyes to some things you think others women should know. Thanks for sharing. but at some point your many many many posts on the subject just start to sound like a diatribe and quite honestly your self proclaimed expertise has become a little tired. I respect that you have clearly spent more time in that part of the world than I have but there are still things about Algeria and North Africa that you DONT know, you are not from there and not an expert and maybe you still have more to learn. its off putting when you need to throw your 'wisdom' around all the time. You've been there a lot and have a lot of cultural understanding, we get it! but listen, I have lived in America ALL my life and there are still PLENTY of things I dont know or understand about my own country! No one knows everything! so yes, share your views, but open up a little and acknowledge that maybe just maybe you dont have a lock on 100% of all the truth and MAYBE you can learn something from the other people here too.... Its not a competiton to see who knows more about the north african socio-economic cultural mindset.
We are all just here because we happened to meet and fall in love with someone from another part of the world and now we are trying to navigate our way through the crazy bureaucratic minefield known as US immigration. so maybe just try giving it a little bit of a rest....?
sara, on this point,the delivery is off but the message is very relevant.. watch...be careful, learn as much of the language as you ca, hope for the best and be prepared for the worst. Algeria is not the high fraud consulate that Morocco is for several reasons. It is difficult to get to Algeria, difficult and time consuming to get a visa, internet is not as readily as available and there is not a huge community of Algerians here to gravitate to once the so is here.Moroccans on the other hand have a lot of experiecnce in the USA (take a look at the original posting) and have been navigating immigration here for a while. They know the ropes and how to help each other establish themselves, get legal even find wives for people back home... that includes introducing single available American women to "friends' back home....It becomes almost a game to find out exactly why someone wants to befriend you because I can guarantee you everyone going back is asked to find a wife for someone...
Here Sarah is a very funny article written by a Moroccan. I am sure you will find it very funny
An American Wife for my Brother….
"Why don't you send your brother an American wife?" pleaded my mom when I last talked to her on the phone. "What? An American what?" I asked in total disbelief. My mom went on to explain: "You know awlidi, God did not sehhel (make it easy in Moroccan Arabic in order for him to pass his third year at the university. Now he is contemplating suicide (allah yehfed), and you are his only hope.
"Mom," I replied calmly, "what does God have to do with it? Why do we always blame it on God? May be it was my brother's fault." "Beg forgiveness and don't blaspheme, son. This is mektoub." "Well, then if it is mektoub for him to come to America, he will make it when it's time for him," I said. "Stop being too logical and philosophical. I am your mother after all", my mom replied in a melancholy voice. "Well, what do you want me to do, mom? Didn't I send him all kinds of papers from here, but he was refused a visa twice? What else can I do? Do you think I don't want him to come here?" "Well, may be because that's what all his friends are telling him", my mom said in a quick, yet soft voice, as if she did not want me to hear her remark.
I was a bit annoyed by the remark, but I did not let it get to me, and I chose not to say anything is response. This gave my mom the chance to elaborate further: "I know you love your brother and wish him only el-khir, but our neighbor, your brother's best friend, just got married to an American woman that his brother brought him from America." "OK, let me talk to my brother, please mom", I begged. "No, he asked me to talk to you about this because he is shy."
Now, my younger brother is a university drop out. He is an honest, hard-working, God-fearing young man who for the third time has failed his third year at university. I guess it was that damned African literature and its disillusioned teacher that conspired to make him fail the oral exam. Now, his only goal in life is to leave his mother's house and head north or west of Morocco.
My mom says every relative and every neighbor tells her that I should finish el-khir that I started. In other words, I should keep sending the monthly allowance, yet make the extra effort: finding an American woman who would be willing to travel to Morocco to marry my brother so he can get a visa stamp on his passport.
This whole thing of finding a wife for my brother is a mystery to me. If other people have done it before and have succeeded at it, and it appears that they have, then I am a total failure in the eyes of everyone back home. How come the oldest brother who is living and working in America, making millions probably, is not "man" enough to find a woman for his brother? How in the world did such an ineffective wimp manage to go there in the first place?
Well, I guess I will just have to live with it, that is a wimp who does not deserve to be here in the first place. In the meantime, I will keep sending the monthly allowance, keep loving my brother and hoping that someday he will find a way out! As to the American wife, well all I can do is take my hat off in respect and admiration to those who have found wives for their brothers. THEY are the real MEN!