So,
today was one of those weird days when conicidences sorta coincide, but only in a weird random I (heart) Huckabees sorta way, so I'll try to explain.
Story I
I left my house thinking I should take my camera because maybe someone famous, maybe Will Farrell himself would be at this sneak preview. As I was walking to go see the new Will Farrell movie, some lady asked me if I spoke Spanish. I unplugged myself from my iPod and told her that I didn't really speak spanish (I speak a little, but usually when drunk). Anyways, she was asking for money to help get on a bus; she spoke english well enough to say that she was stuck and she needed money to get to Skokie. She seemed to speak english pretty well. But anyways, it was weird because she was asking if I spoke Spanish because I looked Filipino, and sometimes Filipinos know Spanish. This was sorta weird to me.
My first thought was that whole thing about America being a melting pot, and a big city sorta epitomized the whole thing it was nice to see this type of diversity. This wouldn't happen in CO, or at least the parts about: first knowing that I'm Filipino (asians are asians in the Vanilla Valley I grew up in); and second, knowing that the Filipino language was close to the Spanish language enough that one may be able to make due by some combination of the two (I speak better spanish than tagalog) (good ol' colonialism, like french in hati).
Next I started thinking about something someone said to me about Chicago and how segregated Chicago is, and I agree to an extent. For an illustration, get off the Red Line at the Harrison stop and look at the signs and which trains go where (for those of you that don't live in Chicago, the North Side [predominantly white neighborhoods] train sign is white, and the South Side train sign [predominantly black/minority neighborhoods] is black). It's quite the idea to juxtapose against what happened. Maybe the US isn't a melting pot, but rather a mixing pot.
Story II
On my way to the movie, the stairs I usually decend were blocked for some reason. Super-lame, as I had to go a couple blocks out of my way.
Story III
The Willl Farrell movie about NASCAR was pretty funny. Quite the Sourthern stereotypes. Especially when it came to being "simple." Also, the whole duality of "if you ain't first, you're last."
Story IV
When walking back, my usual path was still blocked. So, walking around again, when I got to where I would usually come up, there was a crowd. I thought Will Farrell may be doing some type of press thing. Low and behold, there were sharp shooters on the roof and men in suits. After asking a few people with a Souther Draw, I figured out the president (GW) was staying at this one hotel and that's why it was blocked off. And I just got out of a movie that made fun of "simple" folk from the South starring someone who used to play GW on SNL. I rubbed some elbows with the conservatives for awhile. Young Republican girls, hot and looking for corruption. . . .
The Tie In
I'm sick of legal writing and spelling out what the conclusion is instead writing in a way to lead someone to the conclusion (that's why Cardozo is "fun" to read). But for those of you who like legal writing, here's the tie-in. Maybe to be a melting pot instead of a mixing pot, there needs to be some "catalyst" that would cause the reaction (yes, sorta a bio geek). And maybe, that catalyst is to make english an official language as GW is proposing. Or maybe language in the US will become amalgamated, sorta like being able to carry a conversation that was a mix of Spanish, Tagalog and English. Oh yeah, I should have brought my camera.
today was one of those weird days when conicidences sorta coincide, but only in a weird random I (heart) Huckabees sorta way, so I'll try to explain.
Story I
I left my house thinking I should take my camera because maybe someone famous, maybe Will Farrell himself would be at this sneak preview. As I was walking to go see the new Will Farrell movie, some lady asked me if I spoke Spanish. I unplugged myself from my iPod and told her that I didn't really speak spanish (I speak a little, but usually when drunk). Anyways, she was asking for money to help get on a bus; she spoke english well enough to say that she was stuck and she needed money to get to Skokie. She seemed to speak english pretty well. But anyways, it was weird because she was asking if I spoke Spanish because I looked Filipino, and sometimes Filipinos know Spanish. This was sorta weird to me.
My first thought was that whole thing about America being a melting pot, and a big city sorta epitomized the whole thing it was nice to see this type of diversity. This wouldn't happen in CO, or at least the parts about: first knowing that I'm Filipino (asians are asians in the Vanilla Valley I grew up in); and second, knowing that the Filipino language was close to the Spanish language enough that one may be able to make due by some combination of the two (I speak better spanish than tagalog) (good ol' colonialism, like french in hati).
Next I started thinking about something someone said to me about Chicago and how segregated Chicago is, and I agree to an extent. For an illustration, get off the Red Line at the Harrison stop and look at the signs and which trains go where (for those of you that don't live in Chicago, the North Side [predominantly white neighborhoods] train sign is white, and the South Side train sign [predominantly black/minority neighborhoods] is black). It's quite the idea to juxtapose against what happened. Maybe the US isn't a melting pot, but rather a mixing pot.
Story II
On my way to the movie, the stairs I usually decend were blocked for some reason. Super-lame, as I had to go a couple blocks out of my way.
Story III
The Willl Farrell movie about NASCAR was pretty funny. Quite the Sourthern stereotypes. Especially when it came to being "simple." Also, the whole duality of "if you ain't first, you're last."
Story IV
When walking back, my usual path was still blocked. So, walking around again, when I got to where I would usually come up, there was a crowd. I thought Will Farrell may be doing some type of press thing. Low and behold, there were sharp shooters on the roof and men in suits. After asking a few people with a Souther Draw, I figured out the president (GW) was staying at this one hotel and that's why it was blocked off. And I just got out of a movie that made fun of "simple" folk from the South starring someone who used to play GW on SNL. I rubbed some elbows with the conservatives for awhile. Young Republican girls, hot and looking for corruption. . . .
The Tie In
I'm sick of legal writing and spelling out what the conclusion is instead writing in a way to lead someone to the conclusion (that's why Cardozo is "fun" to read). But for those of you who like legal writing, here's the tie-in. Maybe to be a melting pot instead of a mixing pot, there needs to be some "catalyst" that would cause the reaction (yes, sorta a bio geek). And maybe, that catalyst is to make english an official language as GW is proposing. Or maybe language in the US will become amalgamated, sorta like being able to carry a conversation that was a mix of Spanish, Tagalog and English. Oh yeah, I should have brought my camera.
