Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Pity Post
This isn't really the post I was going to put up but since I didn't post yesterday as i'd said I would -- and Patti called me on it -- I figured I better get SOMETHING up here. And I saw something tonight that Adrian said I should blog on, so here it is:
If you're a baby-boomin' kinda guy, and you walk into a Vietnamese restaurant, and you're waiting around for your spring rolls and pho to go, you REALLY don't have to make conversation with the older man behind the couter by saying, "I really like Vietnam...I was in Long Binh for a year...I was there for the war, in the Army." Yeah, I'm thinking that's not a really fond memory for people from there, and telling them that you were over there blowing shit up is probably not the way to make friends. It IS, however, probably a good way to get someone to spit in your soup.
The other thing to keep in mind is, there's no guarantee you were both on the same side.
If you're a baby-boomin' kinda guy, and you walk into a Vietnamese restaurant, and you're waiting around for your spring rolls and pho to go, you REALLY don't have to make conversation with the older man behind the couter by saying, "I really like Vietnam...I was in Long Binh for a year...I was there for the war, in the Army." Yeah, I'm thinking that's not a really fond memory for people from there, and telling them that you were over there blowing shit up is probably not the way to make friends. It IS, however, probably a good way to get someone to spit in your soup.
The other thing to keep in mind is, there's no guarantee you were both on the same side.
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