The Grind
My sip of reality, served hot and fresh.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
on a work break...
Onlyan hour and a half to go and I'm out. Thought I'd update my dusty blog.
Yesterday JP and I were talking about how the liberal democrats in Sac town were all up in arms over Arnold's "girlie men" comments. *rolls eyes* I sometimes feel sorry for the Governator because he's just a charismatic actor thrown into the foray of stupid partisan politics. I mean, I applaud him for not taking back his seemingly "homophobic" comments. He shouldn't; he was using a comedic/character reference just to get his point across, as he often does.
On that note, sometimes I'm sick and tired of this sterilized-PC-sensitive society. Just like what happened in Sacramento, you focus and that and miss the entire point. Yesterday I was at Trader Joe's, picking out some flowers for my best friend who just gave birth to a little girl. I saw a nice pink bouquet wrapped in blue and casually commented to another customer who was there, "These are really nice, perfect for a baby girl (because of the pink)" She looks at them and says "Yeah, but remember, hmmm, don't start the stereotypes too early." It's was a damn nice bouquet! Oh noooo, if I give them to her she might be trapped by the societal confines of her gender! She'll feel oppressed and feel forced to play with Barbies over trucks because I gave her pink flowers. Who the f*ck cares? I was reminded of my days in liberal Catholic high school, where the principal always wanted the Mass to be all inclusive, replacing "our Father" with "Our creator" and replacing the first scripture reading with nature spirit poetry.
The essence is lost and you spend more time being careful not to step on toes.
In a PC conditioned society, you keep thinking, Would he be angry if I called him Asian American instead of Filipino? What if I called her black instead of Afro-American? I don't think being PC has even remotely blurred the lines between gender and ethnic roles, much less meshing them into some sort of solution equality. That will never happen. It's made people paranoid, afraid of feeling comfortable with themselves and focused on being inoffensive. Does being bombarded with more information and "(blank) friendly" terms really educate us and move us forward? I don't think so.
Current temp: Warm and windy
Currently playing: Team Players -DJ Honda (iTunes radio)
Currently feeling: Bleh.
|| 4:29 PM
Sunday, July 04, 2004
id4...at home
The Independence Day festivties have begun around the neighborhood as I write this. All I hear is pop, whizz, and boom, sirens and ghetto bird circling, a sort of holiday symphony. Oh wait, the sirens and ghettobird...it doesn't have to be a holiday for that.
I could've gone out tonight and watched some fireworks, but I hate the tourist crowds, and there will be idiots out there who will celebrate freedom...to do stupid sh!t...on the roads, in the neighborhood, at all the tourist places.
Well, last night JP, I, and my parents did partake in the all-American pastime of baseball. Did we have homemade apple pie afterwards? Not really. But anyways, it was Angels vs. Dodgers at Angels Stadium in Anaheim. I'm an L.A. girl, so naturally I'm for the Dodgers. My hun? He rooted for the home team. L.A. rocked the O.C. in a 8-5 win. That's ok, the Angels won the night before.
I haven't been to a live baseball game in such a long time, and I wondered why I used to be so bored when I was younger. This game was more fun than a barrel of rally monkeys. Watching it on TV puts me to sleep. I guess it's just the energy of the crowd that gets me.
I hear gunshots...should I move away from the window? =/
Current temp: 67 and foggy
Currently playing: Lonely - Ian Van Dahl
Currently feeling: Worried. Where's my cat?
|| 8:49 PM