Follow up, senor.
I couldn't post at 2am because I was, as I was afraid of, passed out drunk on my couch. Yes, I am officially an old man as well. It's not that I can't hang, I haven't lost that ability, as San Diego proved well, it's my schedule in life. Working on Saturday from 8-5 kills me. Straight up. I want nothing to do but go home and go to sleep, unfortunately, not always a good option.
Let's take lastnight.
There is a good friend, an old friend, visiting back from his college in Arizona. So, naturally, that means we are going to drink ourselves stupid. The other bright side is that he is as much of a video game nerd as I am, so we get to play video games, drink, and be nerds, drunk. This also means we have to overstock booze, invite absolutely zero girls over, and bust out our ninja skills, on the big screen.
Another problem is, I started to get tired at like 10pm. Yes, I am now a grandpa. I will start rising at dawn and eating dinner at three.
For those of you that are compulsive away message checkers, there were 1 of 2 options for 2am lastnight. One was that I was totally rocking out and being famous and ladies were going to be hanging off of me and man, it would be hot. The other option was that I passed out on my couch drunk and my friends leave me and I wake up at 5 and there are some weird cartoons on and I check my pants to make sure I didn't piss myself and, good, I didn't. That I call option b. Saturday nights are normally option b.
But alas, let's start the show.
Immigrants, refusing to conform. Much more commonplace these days. Think back to everything you learned about Ellis Island. Though many ethnicities would congregate in order to feel safe, more at home, they were almost desperate to learn English. You do not see the same urgency these days, because we almost do not require it the same. Don't get me wrong, I know there are plenty of non-English speakers coming to this country each day that want nothing more than to learn the language and "live the dream". But with that, there are also plenty that will not learn the language because they just don't think they have to, or they are beyond an age where they feel like they would be able to learn a language, or they just straight up hate crackers. And we cannot necessarily blame them. Though things have tightened up since 9/11, people are still finding ways to flock to our country in the masses, more illegally than legally. And those who come here illegally are not always here to stay. Some have a noble cause, to make some money to send back to their poor families, and then bounce back to Central America and live like kings for a while. Others will wind up staying, but have their barrio to make them feel comfortable not knowing the language, because few if any surrounding them will know it as well. The other thing here is that we as a country have made so many things multilingual that it is easier for them to access whatever they want in their native tongue. Think about it, every time you call a big company, there is the option to OPRIMA EL NUMERO DOS. Working for car insurance, if someone wants to speak to me in Mandarin, I dial a number and hit 2. I even have people call me up, speak to me in perfect English, but if they want to yell at me for something, will ask for a Spanish translator, because they can yell way faster and louder. I forget if I had a point anymore. Anywho, just my thoughts....
Let's take lastnight.
There is a good friend, an old friend, visiting back from his college in Arizona. So, naturally, that means we are going to drink ourselves stupid. The other bright side is that he is as much of a video game nerd as I am, so we get to play video games, drink, and be nerds, drunk. This also means we have to overstock booze, invite absolutely zero girls over, and bust out our ninja skills, on the big screen.
Another problem is, I started to get tired at like 10pm. Yes, I am now a grandpa. I will start rising at dawn and eating dinner at three.
For those of you that are compulsive away message checkers, there were 1 of 2 options for 2am lastnight. One was that I was totally rocking out and being famous and ladies were going to be hanging off of me and man, it would be hot. The other option was that I passed out on my couch drunk and my friends leave me and I wake up at 5 and there are some weird cartoons on and I check my pants to make sure I didn't piss myself and, good, I didn't. That I call option b. Saturday nights are normally option b.
But alas, let's start the show.
Immigrants, refusing to conform. Much more commonplace these days. Think back to everything you learned about Ellis Island. Though many ethnicities would congregate in order to feel safe, more at home, they were almost desperate to learn English. You do not see the same urgency these days, because we almost do not require it the same. Don't get me wrong, I know there are plenty of non-English speakers coming to this country each day that want nothing more than to learn the language and "live the dream". But with that, there are also plenty that will not learn the language because they just don't think they have to, or they are beyond an age where they feel like they would be able to learn a language, or they just straight up hate crackers. And we cannot necessarily blame them. Though things have tightened up since 9/11, people are still finding ways to flock to our country in the masses, more illegally than legally. And those who come here illegally are not always here to stay. Some have a noble cause, to make some money to send back to their poor families, and then bounce back to Central America and live like kings for a while. Others will wind up staying, but have their barrio to make them feel comfortable not knowing the language, because few if any surrounding them will know it as well. The other thing here is that we as a country have made so many things multilingual that it is easier for them to access whatever they want in their native tongue. Think about it, every time you call a big company, there is the option to OPRIMA EL NUMERO DOS. Working for car insurance, if someone wants to speak to me in Mandarin, I dial a number and hit 2. I even have people call me up, speak to me in perfect English, but if they want to yell at me for something, will ask for a Spanish translator, because they can yell way faster and louder. I forget if I had a point anymore. Anywho, just my thoughts....
posted by official dynasty at
10:18 AM
3 Comments:
"OPRIMA EL NUMERO DOS"
Hey, you spelled that correctly. Good going, gringo ;-)
SI CLARO
Ya know what really bothers me.... I work in a video store and huge families will come in and the only one who speaks English is the 6 year old child. I mean I know that english isn't the easiest language to learn but do you know how hard it is to explain late fees and sign people up for memberships if they have no idea what you are saying and their child obviously doesn't have the vocabulary nessicary. Grrrrr....that is my rant for the day!
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