You see, I was a fully indoctrinated company kid; I believed wholeheartedly that the United States and Saudi Arabia had a “special relationship” that ran deeper than oil. For a long time after we moved back to the States, I was angry. I felt bereft. Today, Saudi Arabia feels to me like an estranged father. Someone I love and mistrust simultaneously, whose news I follow at a distance, with a keen interest I’ve tried to quell but can’t. I remain restless, dissatisfied with both of my homelands, critical of how they relate to each other and how they treat their people. Saudis suffer under a despotic regime, but for all of our freedoms, Americans are hardly a happy people.
Source : The US–Saudi Story, Through the Eyes of an Aramco ‘Brat’
