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#81
05-28-2005, 03:19 PM
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05-28-2005, 04:33 PM
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I agree totally. KH made the exact same approaches he made to QN and yet this woman was "together" enough to know pursuing anything further with KH--no matter how charming or lost or attentive he seemed at the time--was a bad idea. History does tend to repeat itself and he had a history of not being a faithful or devoted husband. I admired her a lot too for having the common sense and--I don't know what you call it but she wasn't guided by any need to be in the spotlight, have tons of money, have the title of Queen,.....--and so she got on the plane and went home. Very wise woman.
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#83
05-28-2005, 04:38 PM
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QN was definitely an "extreme" in this. She said on one of her Larry King appearances she knew how lucky she was to have a circle of friends who'd been her friends since high school and would be there for her till her dying day. But then she talks about how she would never confide in any of them, including her sister, as "they couldn't understand." That's not giving her "friends" nor her sister a lot of credit. Sure, she lived a different life but the fundamental elements of being married to a challenging individual, raising kids and stepkids, dealing with extended families, finding purpose in one's work,......these are all issues I'm sure they could've understood quite easily and perhaps helped her with. QN is definitely a loner and obviously likes it that way.
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05-28-2005, 07:39 PM
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Can she not confide in her mom. That is the number one human being I confide in (God being the only deity). But yoyu know soemtimes I feel sorry for her mom. SHe is a long-suffering woman. And you know what else-I cna kind of see the same pattern that is in QN in her mom. Her mom, Doris (?), stayed with Najeeb (?), QN"s dad, even when he treated her bad. It is like she was dependent on him and did not stand up for herself. ASNd so this is the way with QN. Of course KH probably wasn't as bad as NAjeeb. But this goes to show that women need to be confident and sure of themselves so they don't have to depend on abusive men and stay in demeaning situations. I know I have learned this from watching QN and others and slo what my mom and church has taught me. (watching oprah helps too
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05-28-2005, 07:55 PM
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I doubt Queen Noor didnt know that King Hussein was the play boy type.
But the thing is, a lot of women are either attracted to men like that or think that they will be the ones to change their man and make him settle down. Ofcourse the prospect of being a future queen is no less of a motivating factor. When Noor talks about her late husband now it really does sound like she loved him deeply, whether that had anything to do with his cancer, I dont know. But there is something called being responsible for your own actions. If Noor didnt confide in her family and friends than that was her decision, whatever the reason behind it. You can't put up walls around yourself and then be surprised that you're alone. Even friends and family cant force anyone to be forthcoming with their feelings and problems. |
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05-28-2005, 08:01 PM
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I also think that ther is a confidence/emotianal probelm. I think these type of women cater to men who are controlling (it can be sexy, I have had my days when I felt like having a man who was in control, but then again I was only a teen and had a lot of growing up to do. I am only 20 so I still ahve some growing up to do, but at least now I know that I like men my own age. WHew!
 ) ANyway yeah...these women tend to not have a good relationship with their father, so in consequence they marry someone who is like their father, whom they still seek to gain acceptance and love fromQuote:
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05-29-2005, 02:42 PM
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 While Noor is/was in a unique position as Queen, a role that most people would be hard pressed to really understand or identify with, a good friend doesn't have to understand your position 100% to support you. She just has to listen to your concerns, problems, fears, and feelings. My friends will never know 100% what it is like to be me, or me to be them. But we still turn to each other when we are each frustrated, concerned, scared or whatever. It must be lonely to isolate yourself as much as Noor has done. It is certainly not how I'd like to live my life. |
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05-29-2005, 05:21 PM
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05-29-2005, 06:11 PM
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Well she had an interview with KH so it was about alot of things. The journalist said in her article that after teh interview KH flirted with her and invited her to stay in Jordan. But she did not. She had sense. Therefore I am not talking about any of KH's wives.
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05-29-2005, 06:15 PM
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05-30-2005, 06:40 AM
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I dont think a sensible man like KH'd put his position danger with flirting with some journolist who'd spread the story everywhere! Last edited by cute_girl; 05-30-2005 at 10:46 AM. |
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05-30-2005, 02:33 PM
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The journalist's name was Celeste Fremon. She is/was a writer for the L.A. Times. Now this is a different journalist than the one KH was rumored to be involved with in 1991. That one was 25 and a Jordanian journalist in the Diwan. I think I remember reading her name somewhere but can't locate it right now.
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05-30-2005, 02:53 PM
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I totally agree with you, Genevieve, this is a very contradictory statement and, you are right; people who are your friends don't have to be living 24/7 in your skin to be empathetic and understanding. If I were her friend--though I think she defines the concept of "friendship" far different than I do--I would be a bit upset with her for stating "friends couldn't understand." It really is a slam on their abilities to act and be real friends who are there for you, even if it's just to listen. I think it would be very sad and difficult to isolate oneself the way QN does. She says her sister, Alexa, is her best friend but even they don't seem particularly close.
I also think QN has an odd relationship with her mother. She goes out of her way to talk about her father and his achievements--kind of puts him up on a pedestal--but scarcely mentions her mom except to say she "resented my fascination with my arab roots" and "was very upset about saying our family was 'moderately dysfunctional' in an interview." Suffice to say, I don't think QN treats her kindly--which is very unfortunate. While we will never know all the circumstances of her life when she was young, the dynamic in her family seems to be her father was very ambitious and moved the family a lot around the country and also had an eye for other women. I don't know if Doris Halaby got fed up and filed for the divorce or if he did. He was remarried twice before he died; I don't believe she remarried at all but could be wrong. Neither QN nor her mom are getting any younger; it would be nice if they established some sort of supportive relationship now. I can't remember QN mentioning one kind word about her mother. Really sad and hurtful for Doris Halaby IMO. And QN knew exactly what she was getting into when she married. Even her father told her KH was a womanizer and court life would be challenging because of its politics. She married someone who was a lot like her father and, by doing so, set herself up for a lot of hurt and anxiety. Sometimes her obsession with appearance and clothes seems more inspired by insecurity than greed. Her husband told her he loved it when women wore beautiful clothing and told her Valentino dressed QA--and off she goes to Valentino who dressed her exclusively for 3 years. I also wonder if the "ghost" of QA was something she found hard to deal with privately and in her public role. Here she is a newcomer to Jordan and QA was still very revered--and you know on some level the only reason you are KH's wife is because QA died. Must have been challenging. Quote:
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05-30-2005, 03:01 PM
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The King and I article
May/June 1999 By Celeste Fremon, L.A. Weekly (www.laweekly.com/) [img]file:///C:/images/transparent.gif[/img] In 1978, when Celeste Fremon was a young reporter traveling in the Middle East, she managed to arrange an interview with King Hussein of Jordan, a coup that few journalists at the time were able to wrangle. After their first meeting, Fremon was invited to a private dinner at the palace with the 42-year-old king. "Hussein was, at the time, between wives," Fremon recalls. "Alia, his third wife, had been killed the February before in a helicopter accident. And he was still a few months away from his first date with Queen Noor, nČe Lisa Halaby. When I met him, the king was a very lonely guy." When I arrived, the king was in the upstairs living quarters dressed in a short-sleeved plaid shirt and casual slacks, losing a game of Ping-Pong to his children's American nanny. When he greeted me he urged me to drop the formality of Majesty. "Please," he said, "call me Hussein. It's my name, after all!" The beige-on-beige decor was completely forgettable. In those pre-Noor days, Hussein's furniture looked like it had all been bought in 15 minutes from a high-end mail-order catalog. The only items of note were the big color photos of the king's eight kids, most of them taken by Hussein. Hussein was a small, sturdy man, just 5 feet, 4 inches, with a large head and a mouth that took up much of his face. He was not classically handsome, but a cute guy by any woman's standards. He was charismatic, impassioned. He'd been a thrill seeker as a young man. But now he compelled attention in a gentler manner. "Do you want to see what is most precious to me?" he asked once the nanny was gone. I nodded and followed him. He led me to the nursery, the wing of the house where his three youngest children slept. He spoke also of his older children. Abdullah, who two decades later would be crowned king, was then 16 and away at Deerfield Academy in Massachusetts; Hussein was trying to decide what to get him for his birthday. He admitted he was closest to the "babies," as he called them, who then ranged in age from 2 to 5. As he took me from room to room, he lingered over each sleeping form. Back in the living room, he motioned me to a large plate-glass window. It was a clear night and the silhouettes of dark, dry hills looked like the backs of whales, beached and sleeping. "That's Jerusa-lem," he said, pointing to clusters of lights beyond the hills. "We are exactly 27 kilometers away. Just within their artillery range." The two place settings looked lost on the huge dining table. Hussein moved a vase of long-stemmed roses the color of persimmons out of the way so we could talk without obstruction. He was dieting under doctor's orders and wasn't at all happy with the Pritikin-type menu to which he was confined. The cook presented each low-fat course with slapstick drama, hovering nearby to watch the king's reaction with mock terror. Hussein acted as straight man and groaned mournfully as he poked at each new item on the crested plates. When I pronounced a sauceless vegetable dish delicious, the cook smiled la Roberto Begnini and clutched his heart. "Oh, thank goodness, madam! You have saved my job!" The king interrupted the fish course to turn on the Sony portable television in the dining room in time to catch the evening news broadcast in English at 10 p.m. It was an Israeli broadcast of American network news coverage of a meeting between President Jimmy Carter and President Anwar Sadat of Eygpt. "More American good intentions," Hussein muttered, staring at the screen intensely. "God help us." The fact that Hussein relied on thrice-removed news for information struck me as both ironic and eerie. It was like a child's game of "telephone" played on a grand scale. After dinner we sat cross-legged on the floor of the living room and talked about books, rock 'n' roll, and what it was like to be a king in a world where kings were out of fashion. "I think maybe I could have won quite a few elections in my time without much difficulty," he said. "Maybe then one's image outside might have been different. If you are a monarch there's a mark against you, at times." At one point, I asked who knew him best. "No one," he replied. "People know various sides of me. But with the big problems, big decisions, one can't show weakness. One can't share one's inner feelings as a human being. I was able to do that with Alia, but behind her, it hasn't been possible. People don't really want you to be human. It worries them." When I asked the king about the myriad attempts on his life, he shrugged. "I'm rarely frightened at the time," he said. "Only later. It helps that I'm a fatalist. I know when my time comes, that's it. Nothing is going to prevent it. Without that attitude, o |
