It's cruel to mock the stupid
Feb. 19th, 2008 10:36 pmWhich is why I am not linking to this, but it's an amazing moment of WTF!?!, and I can't keep it to myself (I'm not always the nicest of people).
Today I’m on a flight to San Jose, CA. Well, two flights. Couldn’t find a direct flight.
It was yesterday that I discovered LA and SF were not in the same location… See, I don’t know CA very well and I’m actually headed to Palo Alto. So I mistakenly assumed that LA was pretty much right there, too.
I think the confusion came from last time I was in CA, I flew into SF and out of Oakland, so I had this impression of all the cities being close to each other.
I'm croggled. Not so much that a grown man, and an american citizen, might not know LA and SF are 400 miles apart from each other, but that he would look at a state the size of California, and assume all the metropli are adjacent because two of them were so colocated the last time he was here.
That's the first bit.
The second is that he admits it, with a sense of blasé delivery which implies he thinks this a reasonable mistake to make.
Today I’m on a flight to San Jose, CA. Well, two flights. Couldn’t find a direct flight.
It was yesterday that I discovered LA and SF were not in the same location… See, I don’t know CA very well and I’m actually headed to Palo Alto. So I mistakenly assumed that LA was pretty much right there, too.
I think the confusion came from last time I was in CA, I flew into SF and out of Oakland, so I had this impression of all the cities being close to each other.
I'm croggled. Not so much that a grown man, and an american citizen, might not know LA and SF are 400 miles apart from each other, but that he would look at a state the size of California, and assume all the metropli are adjacent because two of them were so colocated the last time he was here.
That's the first bit.
The second is that he admits it, with a sense of blasé delivery which implies he thinks this a reasonable mistake to make.
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Date: 2008-02-20 10:13 am (UTC)My father was born and raised in the a Hawaiian islands.And was a schoolboy there out on his paper delivery route when the bombing started at Pearl Harbor.
After the war a handful of schoolteachers were put toether by the state deperment to rebuild the schools on the island of Guam. There he met a fresh faced red head from near Chicago. But the school year was ending and his Chicago Irish Rose was returning stateside.
Th idea of being apart loomed large and caused much saddness. But the Air Force recruiter had a plan.If he enlisted the USAF would pay for his travel to the mainland for schooling.
He was an island boy. he thought in terms of distances rather smnaller than the white recruiters.
He enlisted. Amd, as he tells it , somewhere along the way he began to suspect that the Dekalb home of his darling was not going to be within easy reach of a brnd new troop assigned to post in Texas.
After long hours in the planes they were put on busses and then driven for several day to reach Texas.They took his clothes, they cut his hair, they had a great many rules and they shouted all the time.
When doing a difficult test perfectly won him a weekend pass he went straight to the train and showed up in Dekalb. He told my mother he only signed up to follow her to the mainland, because how far from Dekalb could San Antonio be? And having signed away the next few years of his life to these very strange people he thought se should know that he was not leaving her porch until she agreed to marry him.
This display of audacity, arriving back on post with a bride, may have been the thing that caused his drill instructor to pull his service jacket and recc him for a different assignment. Thye made him a drill instructor straight out of basic.