The things we say in this town. And yes, we do have 6-way intersections in this town.
Snippet No 1:
Young woman in dark hair and sunglasses: “Organic homemade monkeys! That is so funny!”
Boyfriend: “I know, right?”
Commentary: Don’t you wish I had heard the rest of that conversation?
Snippet No. 2:
Two males walking in front of San Francisco City Hall, mid-twenties, one South Asian, the other Caucasian and born and raised in the USA, looking like techies or at least looking like they wanna look like techies:
South Asian: “Hinduism is a religion, India is a country! Hinduism is a religion, India is a country!! Hinduism is a religion, India is a country!!!”
American-Born: “Oh, so India is like a place then, right?
Commentary: I hope Mr. USA was just having fun with his friend. I hope this doesn’t reflect upon our educational system.
Snippet No. 3:
During the course of running errands yesterday I learned that a jet had crashed upon landing at San Francisco International Airport (SFO), killing two (as of this writing) and injuring dozens. As I waited for the light to change at 11th and Bryant Streets so I could continue walking to the bus stop, a pair of couples (all Caucasian) doing their own chores happened to join me. Already present was a homeless man sitting on the edge of the sidewalk looking about 40-50 years old with all of his possessions in a duffel bag, except for a radio sitting next to him on the sidewalk tuned to a news station, and a half-inch pile of receipts that he thumbed through carefully, inspecting each one. He hadn’t noticed us at first, so intently had he concentrated upon his receipts, but when he did see us, he went into what I can only describe as a sort of act, sounding something like this:
“They talk about plane crash at SFO, ‘n I don’ care! They say people die inna crash, n’ I don’ care! I don’ care, I don’ care, I don’ care! They ain’t no bruzz n’ sistuhz onna plane! White people, Chinese people, Mexican people, they can all die! I don’ care, I don’ care, I don’ care! Bruzz n’ sistuhz don’ fly on no plane! All’a radio talk about is the big plane crash at SFO, n’ I don’ care! They can crash all they wan’ n’ I don’ care! All I hear is the plane crash, but I don’ care if them white people, Chinese or Mexican die! I don’ care, I don’ care, I don’ care!”
All five of us kept our eyes fixed straight ahead, said nothing, and then the light turned in our favor, we walked across the intersection without looking back. Well, everyone did except me. I glanced quickly over my shoulder at the homeless man. He had stopped speaking, and totally ignoring us, he had returned to thumbing through his receipts, carefully inspecting each one.
Commentary: I did not feel offended. This was what scientists call a “threat display,” designed to intimidate and scare away potential predators by looking and/or sounding bigger and/or more dangerous that he really was. Basically, he was scared of us.
I hope you all have a very good weekend.
Vonn Scott Bair