Like this for instance, it confuses me why this would be an issue:
Students Kicked Off Campus for Wearing American Flag
I don't get it, why problems yesterday and not today? I suppose there's the whole America/Mexico thing to consider, but this isn't Mexico, and I doubt they'd be very interested if I were to wear my American flag (not that I own one) t-shirt in Mexico on July4. So why should Mexican Americans care if someone wears their American Flag-wear on Cinco de mayo? Who's being insensitive here? Like I said, another era I guess.
Last night i was given a rare treat:
When I was a student we were encouraged to speak our minds, not become sheep to be herded about. Mind you beards and mustaches were discouraged, as was long hair, but it was a private school and we knew little else. And our parents were on the side of the administration so we shaved and cut our hair, stupid I know, but it's the reality we lived then.
But today no one is allowed to do or say anything that might upset others, they are to be completely considerate of each others sensibilities. We all know they're not, we know that this fosters ill-will and makes those who are perceived to be different more appealing targets than they were in the first place. You can't legislate behavior and anyone with any sense knows that.
During grade and high school I was the object of quite a bit of ridicule because I was (correctly) perceived as gay. (let's see, skinny, intelligent, uncircumcised, homosexual. not very well socialized, bad at sports, and a loner. yes I was an easy target) I was harassed for my lack of ability at sports, I was made fun of, in general grade school was quite a bit of misery. And at the time I'd have sided with the administration if they tried to legislate that behavior, but they couldn't and they knew it. In fact the grocery is in the very neighborhood where I grew up and one of the worst of my antagonists is still there. He's apparently living with his elderly mother and looking for work. He's also apparently not a very good guy. I told them that 40 years ago. Amusingly enough he's trying to be my friend when he comes in. I'm civil and I speak when he does, and several people have warned me about what a wretch he is. I laugh.
I very nearly got myself in a silly struggle with a student over that very issue a month or two ago. He's very immature and he acts out in ways I wouldn't expect a college student to. He is however in a community college, and some of that shit is to be expected. He did what he wanted and though there will be consequences from me he got what he wanted. I don't have to approve, and I don't have to give him more opportunity to do it to me again. But to get into some struggle over who did what to whom and how it felt is a complete waste of time. Let him be who he is, and move on without him. That's when he'll get the message.
Still very much in the get out of here mode. The other countries look better and better. Though the unemployment rates are scary right now.
Very little of these "things" need to be dragged around the world. Stuff'll show up in my experience. Furniture is everywhere. There's a laptop, a few keepsakes a mantel clock, a flat screen, a bike, and some art work. Other than clothes that's about it as far as I'm concerned. The rest can go. Maybe being more mobile will help my mental process of letting go of the here where I live.
On the other hand I have an income and a nice place to live and I get to look at the evening star when I come home.
And so it goes:
The other day I used the title "Miss Otis regrets..." and since then I've come to realize that one of the many stories about Cole Porter can't be easily found on the internet. This one regards the title of this particular song. it goes like this: One afternoon he was apparently making advances on one of the staff of the hotel where he was staying and the young man simply named denominations that it would cost Porter to perform a particular daliance. Porter became increasingly frustrated walked over to his desk wrote the young man a check for 5K dropped it in his lap and said "Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today."