You know by now I exist in a fairly cloistered little world here in my military bubble. It takes effort to poke my head up out of the prairie dog hole, and days like today make me regret it. I want off this planet.
A friend of mine pointed out the backlash to Coca Cola’s Super Bowl XLVIII commercial. First, let’s review the source material:
I did a quick search and sure enough, here are Americans spewing hate and bile over something that ought to be obvious to even the most illiterate among us: well over ninety-eight percent of us aren’t actual ‘natives,’ and given that, quite a lot of us didn’t arrive here speaking English to begin with, nor did our ancestors. The YouTube comments are bad enough, so check these for a moderate start:
The fact that the term ‘racism’ is being used at all is a clear indicator of how fucked up we’ve become. This is about being a bigot. As I stated in my major paragraph above, bigotry is just counter-fucking-intuitive to a nation built on the collected aswesomeness of its component cultures.
I find it pretty fucking sad to see dillholes throwing around statements like, “Speak English or GTFO” in comments. These same asshats probably texted that in from the Taco Bell line before they ordered a burrito. The jackwagon probably is the proud owner of a banjo, too. Check the etymology of that word, you backward fuck.
We clearly forget from where we come. Some time in the dim American past, a big crowd of Rants ancestors washed up on the shores of this country. Some – about half – of them might have spoken English as a second language but more likely Gaelic. Nearly half of them spoke German. One of them spoke Swedish. The irony of the German-speakers is that several generations before that, they spoke English. Some might have known Russian. Today, I still struggle to master the nuances of what we jokingly call King’s English.
Odds are very good that all the hate-spewing douchelords who troll comment arenas and dump Coke down the drain have nearly identical linguistic histories in their families. We’re truly a nation of mutts, and that is our strength. The United States, by and large, has done one better than the Romans: we assimilate the best of our component cultures, and not by conquest. At least not recently.
This sort of small-minded stupidity is a slap in the face to me personally. I never signed on to defend only English-speakers twenty-two years ago. Some of the best Soldiers I’ve known were Philippino, Mexican, Chinese, or Kenyan. That only enumerates a few. They were so fucking happy to be here that they opted to devote years of their lives in a small gesture of payback. One I had the honor to swear in as a citizen. What is truly sad about this over-empowered, under-IQ’d group of hatemongers (you’re in there too, lamestream media) is that these outstanding Soldiers would have defended their worthless-as-fuck hides too, right along side my English-mangling ass. One thing I know is true:
We all bleed red no matter what color we are or language we speak.