I could go on for days about the tyranny of our American culture, but I often just hold my tongue. Sometimes, however, my jaw automatically unlocks and hell breaks loose.
During my coffee session this morning, I moseyed over to see what my Facebook feed had to offer. After sifting through countless political banter about the recent bill in North Carolina and President Obama’s stance on same sex marriage, I came across a real gem:
Besides the obvious lack of graphic design skill and ability to edit properly, I was more concerned with my friend’s ill-compassion. However, I had to give my friend the benefit of the doubt…I know that she comes from a family that is caring and selfless. Her family is also very patriotic. How the two notions fit together, though, is beyond me. It seems that everyone in my world that wears an American flag on their sleeves (literally and metaphorically) either sports the look as a fashion trend or actually believes that our country is somehow better, stronger and more important than other countries and cultures. And that world of mine is far from the confederate states!
I mean, really, is it not enough that your language option is listed as NUMBER ONE on that list? Should we really cast out those who have yet to learn the English language entirely as spoken by American’s? Does it really FUCKING matter what language they speak or if I say FUCK in this blog? Just because we are not forced to learn a second, third or forth language in school as students in other countries are, they are forced to speak English so our dumb-downed American citizens can understand them?
It’s the same dogmatic bullshit principle that leads Fascism by the hand. Cast out any foreign prevalence in order to keep our national culture pure of outsider’s influence. For what reason? Because obviously we are best at everything, duh.
The ignorance just shakes me to the core. If Michigan is this bad, I can’t imagine living in the South.
