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Beaver Down Unda
I have been the 'Beaver down under' for a year. This Canadian has returned to her homeland of Canada. My hands are cold on the silver keys typing blog entry 1.
In a disturbed state of mind, mostly the result of jett lag. On the last plane (out of 3 rides) i didn't know what was up or down. Sudden nausciousness for someone who is not afraid of heights or speeds means anxiety i suppose. From what? Oh the Americans of course. Yeah, i flew from Sydney to Tokyo with no complaints, then from Tokyo to Chicago and as soon as i stepped into America, i heard married couples arguing loudly in front of strangers to hear. I was embarrassed for them! Then an American official, officer of homeland security degraded me with his condescending lecture . . . he went off at me (a lost and tired stranger to him) 'You'll need your damn bording pass of course, what the hell do you think you need to get through here, jesus, you'd think you'd know that, Christ, go through here already will ya'!
So Americans don't value religion afterall. This one didn't. Maybe some do. Not that i do. Not that i am American!
Nor did they display value in privacy, confidentiality or equality but heck, we all knew that already from the news right?
I am not racist. But i do value privacy, confidentiality, equality and peace! Something that all the passengers on my American Airlines flight 010 Chicago to Toronto seemed to know nothing about.
Even the stewardess' were talking loudly, right behine me (i had the very back seat), talking about their husbands in the army base (at this point i had my forearms on the seat in front of me about to use the paper bag for the very first time). They talked more loud than all people in Japan combined. No tact, No shame. No secrets. The only American secret of course would be hidden amongst the politicians.
Yes, i'm back in the North, where i belong, where the snow falls freely and the wind blows frost and george w bush is not the boss.
In a disturbed state of mind, mostly the result of jett lag. On the last plane (out of 3 rides) i didn't know what was up or down. Sudden nausciousness for someone who is not afraid of heights or speeds means anxiety i suppose. From what? Oh the Americans of course. Yeah, i flew from Sydney to Tokyo with no complaints, then from Tokyo to Chicago and as soon as i stepped into America, i heard married couples arguing loudly in front of strangers to hear. I was embarrassed for them! Then an American official, officer of homeland security degraded me with his condescending lecture . . . he went off at me (a lost and tired stranger to him) 'You'll need your damn bording pass of course, what the hell do you think you need to get through here, jesus, you'd think you'd know that, Christ, go through here already will ya'!
So Americans don't value religion afterall. This one didn't. Maybe some do. Not that i do. Not that i am American!
Nor did they display value in privacy, confidentiality or equality but heck, we all knew that already from the news right?
I am not racist. But i do value privacy, confidentiality, equality and peace! Something that all the passengers on my American Airlines flight 010 Chicago to Toronto seemed to know nothing about.
Even the stewardess' were talking loudly, right behine me (i had the very back seat), talking about their husbands in the army base (at this point i had my forearms on the seat in front of me about to use the paper bag for the very first time). They talked more loud than all people in Japan combined. No tact, No shame. No secrets. The only American secret of course would be hidden amongst the politicians.
Yes, i'm back in the North, where i belong, where the snow falls freely and the wind blows frost and george w bush is not the boss.
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