Ok think about it
>be your average Emirati Arab in 2017
>coming home from my higly paying work as an assistant imam at the neighbourhood mosque
>driving in my gold-plated Land Rover, even though it would take 10 min to walk
>glance out the window and see a paki walking down the street
>stop at a shopping mall and call the cops from my diamond encrusted iphone. Watch as they beat him into a coma while smoking sheesha.
>stop by the gold souk to pick up the new rolex
>greeted by my submissive and dutiful wives with demure bows
>greeted by my fat, spoiled and idiotic kids with PS-4 sounds
>greeted by my philippino maid on all fours carrying my slippers
>sit down to a dinner of all-imported products, which is on the table
>after dinner, kids go out to molest white girls in malls and the wives smoke shisha while the maid cleans up
>take my place with my wives on the cushions and tell them to put hashish into the sheesha
>watch the nightly news and see Saudi Arabia bombing Yemen and Syrian refugees fleeing to Europe
>smile as I remember selling oil to Americans and beheading infidels with my Taliban friends
>plan our family vacation to Paris Disneyland, while simultaneously making arrangements to get the heaviest possible trucks for my radical friends living there.
>time for bed
>fuck my youngest wife, who is 10, doggy style with no concern for her pleasure
>drift off to dream of the greatness of Islam