Friday, June 27, 2008

Until he opens his mouth...

I live in a place in Seattle that's unique in that it has fairly well off, conservative, people living there as well as folks who are sort of counter cultural. There's also a contingent of homeless youth and travelers.

Although I don't have a particularly strange look in how I dress, at least as far as I can tell, for whatever reason...be it combination of physical appearance, long hair, not dressing in a polo shirt, they're often wary of me, assuming that I potentially could be a homeless youth or some person like that. Then I open my mouth and they find out that I'm well spoken, knowledgeable about stuff and generally someone who isn't stoned all day. Suddenly, there's a change in attitude. All the misgivings vanish and a wave of relief passes over them. But....here's a wonderful story that describes my attitude to that reaction.

I have someone who I consider a friend who's a radical social libertarian and has been for a long time. She's from Idaho but speaks in an accent that sounds like it's from the east, possibly from New York City or some section of Boston where they don't speak the normal Bostonian accent. She was living in Idaho and had a regular bar that she went out to with friends all the time. Eventually, the bar tender found out that she was from the area and told her that 'he didn't use to like her because he thought she was from New York City but now that he knows she's from Idaho he likes her. Her response was 'Well, I don't like assholes'.

Having someone think you're a threat but then giving you a pass because they find out that you're well spoken makes them hypocrites and assholes who, because they thought you were a bad person because of how you look and how you're dressed, deserve either no or less respect now that they've had their change of heart.

Fuck them. If they didn't accept me before they knew that I could talk good English I'm not going to give a damn about them now.

As Groucho Marx once said, "I wouldn't be a member of any club that would have me."

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