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I'm not wrong, I'm just an asshole

Friday, June 16, 2006

I Agree to Love Law & Order

I like this headline in the WSJ today:

"American, Southwest Agree to Love Field Deal"

Now, I don't know what this "field deal" is, but I think more companies should agree to love things.

In other news, I called it! I think the WSJ is trolling my blog for material:

"Move Over, Che: Chavez Is New Icon Of Radical Chic"

Can't we agree to love it?

Thursday, June 15, 2006

I Have No Tolerance

So today we went to the Simon Weisenthal Museum of Tolerance. It seems to be geared toward 10-year-olds, so it was pretty frustrating. First we learned that it sucks to be a refugee, and we got to ponder whether we want to be good or evil. We answered some questions along the lines of, "Would you support higher taxes with the money going to help refugees? Would you risk American lives to save victims of genocide?" After making our selections on a keypad, I quipped, "I think we just voted for the Iraq war," which the lady made me repeat for everyone - to shame me? I don't know.

The next exhibit asked us to consider common stereotypes. It flashed up on the screen, "Greedy. Promiscuous. Drunk." I blurted out, "Summer associates!" Again, they didn't seem to appreciate it.

I also didn't endear myself by asking, before every exhibit, whether this would be the one on the plight of Palestinian refugees.

So yeah, not only am I probably unwelcome at the Weisenthal Center, I have my doubts about whether anyone at the firm likes me anymore. Oh well. It was worth it.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

New York, a Passable Imitation of Chicago

So I haven't been posting a lot, because I don't really have internet access at home (only wireless on Alan's computer). I also haven't seen a huge amount of New York, but that won't stop me from drawing some sweeping conclusions.

First, New York is a filthy city. If you want to throw out your trash, you just put it in a bag and throw it on the curb in front of your house and/or business. No trash cans, no dumpsters, just huge smelly piles of refuse. This is true in both Brooklyn and Manhattan. In contrast, in Chicago people generally put their trash into trash cans. These trash cans are placed in such a way that you can walk down the street without smelling the reek of rotting food.

New York is more segregated than I thought when I first came here. True, there don't seem to be any purely white/Asian areas, but it's easy to tell the difference between, say, Bushwick and Park Slope.

New York is less obviously gay than you might think from the outside. Of course, I'm sure it has its equivalent of Boystown, and I'm sure it's earned its reputation as the gay capital of New York State. Still, you never see any indication that New York is much gayer than anyplace else. Similarly, New York isn't nearly as vegetarian-friendly as I expected. In many ways it's old-fashioned and conservative in the sense of being traditional.

If the ads in the subway are any indication, New York is a city that is seriously obsessed with physical appearance, legal disputes, and learning to speak English. The ideal subway rider, in terms of targeting advertising, would be a litigous immigrant in search of smoother, healthier-looking skin.