The beauteous Spring has gone in Tenleytown, Washington DC. Once again, the sidewalks are filled with the discards of college students who would rather throw out a perfect condition couch than haul it to its next location.
Lucky for us.
This year we got an office chair on wheels, jeans and a cute lacy sleeveless top. The goodies this year were a little thin. The sofas and entertainment centers weren't in the greatest shape. Textbooks were lying in cardboard boxes on the most obscure topics. "Love and the Llama" ?? We can all be thankful that it wasn't us that paid for that tripe. Or for the stuff being left behind.
Initially this was going to be a post about the stupidity of these college students leaving absolute garbage behind on the streets of DC. What are they thinking, I was prepared to ask.
In the interests of research, I looked in a paper bag that had been there most of a week. Jeans! They look like they could fit me! And what's this? A stretchy brown top with lace trim. Lovely V neck on it, too.
And as quickly as that, I am pleased as punch that I live in a place where consumer road kill is available to anyone.
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Showing posts with label College. Show all posts
12.16.2008
Brittany Zimmerman
The vampire jaws of Nancy Grace have found another white woman to feed on: Brittany Zimmerman.
You really can't blame Nancy Grace. She has stumbled on a winning formula: white girl in peril, white girl dead, and someone could help her if only we make them talk. Hey! You can be a part of the interrogation! Watch!
The Nancy Grace formula has the benefit of making the viewers exact revenge from the evildoers, or scapegoats, of the show. The audience becomes part of the investigating squad, with Nancy Grace at the lead investigator and the viewer as the silent cop who is loyal and ready to spring into action when called upon.
It is an empowering experience to humiliate people on t.v., even if your job is just to watch and judge. Maybe it is nice to imagine that the criminals you are afraid of can still be punished even if they escape arrest.
And if one or two of them commit suicide, they must have been guilty anyway. So no moral culpability there.
Maybe once in a while we could be concerned that a black girl is missing or dead. Just once. We have a black President, don't we? It is time to integrate our true crime genre as well.
Cable News, Cable News Ratings, Caylee Anthony, Cnn, Headline News, Nancy Grace, Nancy Grace Christmas Card, Nancy Grace Ratings, Media News, Brittany Zimmerman
You really can't blame Nancy Grace. She has stumbled on a winning formula: white girl in peril, white girl dead, and someone could help her if only we make them talk. Hey! You can be a part of the interrogation! Watch!
The Nancy Grace formula has the benefit of making the viewers exact revenge from the evildoers, or scapegoats, of the show. The audience becomes part of the investigating squad, with Nancy Grace at the lead investigator and the viewer as the silent cop who is loyal and ready to spring into action when called upon.
It is an empowering experience to humiliate people on t.v., even if your job is just to watch and judge. Maybe it is nice to imagine that the criminals you are afraid of can still be punished even if they escape arrest.
And if one or two of them commit suicide, they must have been guilty anyway. So no moral culpability there.
Maybe once in a while we could be concerned that a black girl is missing or dead. Just once. We have a black President, don't we? It is time to integrate our true crime genre as well.
Cable News, Cable News Ratings, Caylee Anthony, Cnn, Headline News, Nancy Grace, Nancy Grace Christmas Card, Nancy Grace Ratings, Media News, Brittany Zimmerman
11.22.2008
No, I Did Not Go To Yale
It's just a sweatshirt! It's not a resume!
Somehow, throughout Washington, DC, I am constantly getting comments on the Yale Bulldogs just because I wear this sweatshirt. It's warm! It cost a dollar! Leave me alone!
Especially in AU Park. People will call across the street to me. Others poke their children and point at me and shout, "Look! There's a Yalie!"
Others just ask me if I went to Yale.
"No, I just buy the sweatshirts at thrift shops."
Today someone asked me about my Yale sweatshirt on the way to my legal temp assignment and actually seemed annoyed that I was wearing the shirt without having gone there.
It's just a sweatshirt. You know, like Yale is just a school. Because it is.
People should be more concerned about something else. Maybe they could ask, instead, "Are you related to George Bush?"
or
"Are you getting foreclosed on?"
or
"Does your father own an oil company?"
or
"Is anyone in your family fighting in the war in Iraq or Afghanistan?"
Somehow, throughout Washington, DC, I am constantly getting comments on the Yale Bulldogs just because I wear this sweatshirt. It's warm! It cost a dollar! Leave me alone!
Especially in AU Park. People will call across the street to me. Others poke their children and point at me and shout, "Look! There's a Yalie!"
Others just ask me if I went to Yale.
"No, I just buy the sweatshirts at thrift shops."
Today someone asked me about my Yale sweatshirt on the way to my legal temp assignment and actually seemed annoyed that I was wearing the shirt without having gone there.
It's just a sweatshirt. You know, like Yale is just a school. Because it is.
People should be more concerned about something else. Maybe they could ask, instead, "Are you related to George Bush?"
or
"Are you getting foreclosed on?"
or
"Does your father own an oil company?"
or
"Is anyone in your family fighting in the war in Iraq or Afghanistan?"
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