Sunday, March 30, 2003

I came back from Florida on Thursday with a new found respect for my home. In the past I have equated my hometown with a bowl of human excrement covered in gad flies, and well that is still true. However, the Sunshine state is equally insidious and perhaps even worse due to one fact. NO ONE SPEAKS ENGLISH. The hotel manager was from Delhi, the maids from Costa Rica and I pretty damn sure this one guy at 7-11 was a fucking alien. Before continuing ranting, let me assure that I have nothing against Spanish speakers or foreigners beyond my general disgust for all peoples. In fact you could call me an equal opportunity racist who discriminates despite race, religion, physical handicap and bust size. Anyway, it was eerily similar to the language lab I had to take in college. Meaning I couldn't understand a god damn thing but I am pretty sure someone was fucking mocking me. Beyond the obvious communication problem when people speak different languages, there is another issue. That being I CAN'T FUCKING GET MY ROOM CLEANED PROPERLY OR GET THE RIGHT ROOM SERIVCE ORDER WHEN THE OTHER PERSON CAN'T HABLO INGLES. Basically it comes down to my personal comfort, and since I was forced a total of 6 years of college and high school to speak another language, I know refuse. You know if I moved to Mexico, Spain, or India I would learn the language or accept like as a second-class citizen. Though, being an English speaker does have its advantages since we spent the last 300 years forcing everyone else to learn our language. Though, lately think how well that forced Western English speaking cultural dominance has worked out. It’s not like 3/4's of the world hate us. So, it’s no wonder I hate others who force me to adhere to their way of life..........god damn comeuppance sure does suck.

Forget the rant. I thought there was a lucid thought in there, but it looks to be mindless dribble.

Well you can still go to hell