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786: Updated THE SUZANNE TAMIM STORY AGAIN – Part VI – Another Princess Diana She Was Not – Marriage and Show-biz, Like Royalty and Peasantry, Are Not Compatible

28 June, 2009

THE SUZANNE TAMIM STORY AGAIN – Part VI – Another Princess Diana She Was Not – Marriage and Show-biz, Like Royalty and Peasantry, Are Not Compatible

Dear readers and fellow-Apes; it is not for me to speak ill – or well – of the dead. It is for me to tell the truth and state the facts as I see them…and to both Horse-shits with the consequences and/or what some of you out there and in here may think or say…

Another Princess Diana she was not! Princess Diana wanted to be a Princess and a Peasant – all at the same time. She straddled her life with one foot on Royalty and the other foot on Peasantry and these two statuses are too far apart, so she toppled and fell – to rise no more. What really pissed me off – and a lot of other Apes out there and in here, I’m sure – was…she died trying to avoid or escape from the very Media that got her into the limelight and made her famous and loved by hundreds of millions all over the world.

Princess Diana was not a real Princess, i.e. the daughter of a Royal Parent or Parents – a King and/or a Queen. She was called Princess Diana only because she married a Prince…

Also, I do not like the Media, just as I do not like Vultures, I suppose, but Vultures are highly useful creatures. They are nature’s foremost and expert sanitary agents – without them, there would be too many rotten corpses that would cause too many diseases – and they are always hungry and looking out for carcasses of whatever kinds, to fill their bottomless bellies. Likewise, the Media are a useful Medium – without them, there would be too many unheard of events and incidents – and they are always looking out for and hungry for news of whatever kinds, to fill their endless pages and air-space.

I believe Suzanne Tamim got exactly what she deserved – plus generous interest.

She had problems and troubles with three men, for both Horse-shits’ sake: her father, her first husband, and her second husband. And I am quite sure that all her problems and troubles – from beginning to end – were because of (other) men, and her attitude towards, and her approach to, life and those around and close to her.

If that Egyptian Big-Businessman was the man behind the knife, or the brain behind the brew, or the grime behind the crime, or the crank behind the shank, then she must have goaded him and pissed him off beyond forbearance and endurance, and beyond pardon, too, for him to pay such a sum to have such a magnificent creature killed.

In Suzanne Tamim's "Book of Life" there were no such qualities as honesty, fidelity, appreciation, or gratitude. She had a lot of "Love" though, but it was all directed towards herself and money.

By the looks of her, she was quite beautiful and well-endowed, and she probably thought she could use the equipment, tools, and accessories nature had given her to milk some men of their money and their emotions and then Vamos. Well, someone should have told her that once upon a time, there were Mafias mainly only in Sicily; then, in another once upon a time, most of them moved to Chicago and other States in the US of A, and Canada and Australia; but today, there are Mafias all over the world, and some Capos just won’t let go or let it go.

What a waste, and what a pity – all that soft succulent flesh…food for the worms!

My comments on readers’ comments…Susan straddled her short, shaky, and shabby life with one foot in the Horse-shit of marriage and the other foot in the Horse-shit of show-biz – and both hands in not a few others…

Sabah is almost 150 years old, Fairuz isn’t much younger, and Wadih Safi is as old as the hills, but they are still around. There are a lot of Lebanese women-singers who are much more beautiful than Suzanne was, with sweeter voices, and better and much more popular songs – not Haifa Wehbe for sure – and they are still around.

There wasn’t even a single picture of the crime scene in any of the newspapers or on any of the websites. I did my utmost best to locate at least one, but to no avail. I strongly doubt whether there are any available…to me or to anyone else.

I also strongly suspect that the only pictures available are with Suzanne’s cousin, who found her dead body, but whose name was not mentioned in the reports – well, that is if he had the nerve and the presence of mind to take some pictures with his mobile-cell-phone, and whether the Dubai police did not search him when they arrived on the scene – he could not leave the scene after calling the police – and either seized them or deleted them; or confiscated his cell-phone, upon request by the Egyptian police.

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