Don’t do it! Blonde!
Don’t do it! Blonde!
Being an American is a pretty weird thing. As an American, you develop these love/hate relationships overtime. Some relationships you don’t even understand, you just have them. Growing up, I remember the first time I ever tried sushi is the second grade. I grew up in Florida and never would have thought that something so disgusting, like seaweed washing up on the shore, could be used as food. 15 years later, I refuse to get anything less than all you can eat at most sushi restaurants. I was raised to never hate anyone or thing without getting to know it/them first. The more I studied Japanese culture, the more I found that America really hated that region and it’s people for quite sometime. I remember watching a documentary on WWII and the invasion of Okinawa. The video was accompanied with a voice over that would say things to the American soldiers like, “Go get those Japs boys.” I was pretty astonished, though I probably shouldn’t have been, that this was war propaganda approved by our government.
And now, I find it incredibly eerie that I once was rooting for the bombing of Afghanistan in 2002. I later learned Afghanistan as a place had little to do with the attacks of September 11, and a quick Google search shows that we were bombing Afghanistan, though not televised, long before the attacks. If you know me now, you probably know I am very liberal and have learned that our invasions were for all the wrong reasons, but none the less, held great American support.
So what does this have to do with Sushi? Some 50 years after the “justifiable” attacks on Japan, it’s hard not to find a number of sushi restaurants in any neighborhood. I realize their are assortments of Thai, Japanese, and combinations of the sorts of restaurants to find, but one thing is for certain, many Americans LOVE sushi. So our hate has now 180’d to this love of culture and food. And now, on a much shorter time line, you can find multiple Mediterranean restaurants popping up in cities that are gaining a lot of popularity. I don’t expect American women to pick up any fashion styles from the Middle East with our male gaze, but I wouldn’t be surprised if we started adopting (that’s too kind of a word, let’s go with stealing) more aspects of their culture.
My question is, who is next? What pieces of cultures can we decide we like and take? What pieces do we reject? Are we limiting/repressing/forgetting our feelings? Or are we just so gluttonous that we are able to fake a smile and toss a buck in order to satiate our desires with pleasure?
Welcome to the life of naivety. Is this the business of forgiveness? Do we feel any guilt or is it all justifiable?
If there is anything that I have learned, it’s not to be so trusting of the media, and to search for truth and meaning on my own.
On the other hand, some customs and cultures would be lost if we (not just Americans, but anyone) didn’t indulge in them. However, I see your point.
Wish I had a car.
Steal one. It’s the American thing to do.
Chugging milk fast. Try me. Cold or warm. Even frozen.
I can beat you.
Escalators are a really fun place to fart.
Did we even watch a movie?
Scott Pilgrim was put in but I fell asleep the moment I laid down on the couch and I bet you did too, hahah
You know when you feel completely overwhelmed over nothing, and as the pressure starts to weigh down on you, your face starts to scrunch up like you’re about to cry and then you realize you’re in the break room at work and people might see you, so you snap out of it?
Someone buy me ten large fries. This rain is bumming everyone out.
I would like some fries, too.
Whoops. Just made Annie and I a few.
greg and i ate pancakes this morning! just live with us or something
I’m jealous of the both of you.
Keep anxious and listen to the strokes.