There is a reason for this story….so hang in there.
A few years ago, in a land far, far away……okay, it was 30
years ago, and in West Germany, I took off in a US Army, AH1 Cobra with a
warrant officer of exceptional talent, but somewhat dicey German. He SPOKE the language, complete with southern
dialect, but I think most Germans thought his pronunciation was a little
askew. I spoke “High German”, like the
German version of the Kings English, which always got me through, but got me a
few strange looks. Once we took off to
the east, we had to fly through the Nuernberg Control Zone enroute to the
East/West German/Czechoslovakian border, and we had to announce our intentions
and ask for the appropriate clearance.
Keep in mind, the international language of flight, to
include air traffic control, is English.
On this day John thought he would blow the cobwebs from his
German and called the tower and in perfectly understandable German announced
our flights presence, complete with tail number and intentions and asked for
the appropriate clearance to transition the control zone. After a slight delay the controller responded
“Army 1,2,3,4,5…..are you an American?”
“jawhol!” answered John. “Speak
in English please” said the tower operator.
Now, THAT was funny, and we laughed about it and I STILL
find it comical.
On another occasion, same time frame, I ordered a Big Mac,
Fries and Coke Lite in a McDonalds and the girl behind the counter said, in
perfect English “Will that be a small, medium or large coke lite?” I felt somewhat awkward until I found out that
she had spent a year in Iowa as an exchange student (an experience that she
allowed as how could have done without and not missed anything).
Through 10 years in Europe I got to try Italian, German,
Dutch, French, Polish, Czech (German), Austrian (German) and even Greek. I sucked at all of them, but I tried. And except for the condescending French
bastards, EVERYONE appreciated that I was not a native, AND DID NOT EXPECT THEM
TO SPEAK ENGLISH TO ME. And, they
usually spoke English to me when we got through the pleasantries, because, and
this will come as a shock to the progressives……ALMOST EVERYBODY SPEAKS
ENGLISH…..it comes from us English speakers being the dominant CIVILIZATION in
the history of the world.
Again, except for the French, it was normal. When I served briefly with a French unit,
they provided me with an interpreter, a young lieutenant, because they simply
accepted that I was no more going to speak French than they were going to speak
English….it was not an insult, it was merely the way they did business.
But we cannot get past ourselves in America….there is
literally no stink the left cannot make in order to attempt to prove their
supremacy, their dominance of correct and pure thought. And this BS with interior secretary Grienkie
is a prime example. If you speak another
language, other than English, especially if that is part of your
heritage……wouldn’t you be FLATTERED if someone TRIED to communicate through
that language? So they butcher it, which
I have done, and you politely correct them, and shift into English. But, for the life of me, I cannot imagine
that being offensive to anyone….it isn’t a slur, it isn’t derogatory, it is, or
should be, a gesture meant to flatter.
But not for the left….Noooooooooooooo…..because if they
flatter…it is impossible to divide. For
the left speaking anothers language is “racial sterotyping”
Unless of course it is the “approved” language.
And that is what they are after; division. “SHAME ON YOU for messing up the
congressmans’ ancestral toungue….what do you MEAN you don’t speak Spanish?”
Assholes.
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