Well, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. So why shouldn't my blog be?
I had intended this space to be about weighty issues: love, death, truth, especially truth, since as I talked about in my first post, i get frustrated because everyone lies, all the time, mostly through what they omit, not what they actually say. And for someone who values information as much as i do, *missing* information is nothing less than *mis-information*. I can't say that enough.
And it has several levels. Its my pet pieve: people who tell you things -- best example: directions -- when they have no IDEA of what they are talking about. Then they waste your life by sending you off in some direction that is wrong. (Trick: usually, just interrupting them changes this, if you sense they really don't know, and help them by saying: "You really don't know, right? its ok, i'll just ask someone else.." . You won't believe how many people will, when challenged, admit "Yea, i really don't know, sorry.")
The more dangerous game (and more common, it seems) seems to happen most day on news outlets like CNN. "We think we have made significant progress in Afghanistan." Its a war of ommission. Information ommission. Again, not a lie. A mis-completed statement. Ummmmmm, right. Not saying I don't love CNN, cuz I do. And it makes Fox News look like the Republican client division of Burston and Marsteller. However, it does omit. All the time.
Ergo: The most intellgent answer is "I don't know" more often than you think, even at work.
So, anyway -- are we blending yet? Its been three years since i left american soil, and i have to say that now i am truely a man without a country, or a continenent for that matter. i used to feel so alienated in america, which is why i moved to New York City, which is about a far from america as you can get and actually still BE in america, save certain parts of Haight/Ashbury.
why didn't i feel like i fit in? hmmmm. let's see: i think football is stupid, i think art was intelligent, i thought french was sexy (thank god i moved to europe and got that straightened out, but more French-bashing in later posts, i promse). I thought most people lived small lives, didn't care about history, or other parts of the world, or, well, to be honest (i know, i promised) i think Americans don't care about being "well informed" for the simple sake of being, for lack a better phrase, "better citizens of the planet."
i mean, Americans do not seem to be embarassed about what they do not know. Ironic, right, considering that my parenthetic diversion above was about how people hate saying "I don't know". But they don't. And they won't admit it. So are they REALLY embarassed? i don't know (yes, pun, pun!).
whatever the answer, unfortunately, is irrelevant. Because the real problem is: they ACT like they really don't care about what they don't know.
that was the part that, in the end, got me.
Americans are not embarassed about not knowing whether the war in the Central African Republic is still going on, or how many countries are still part of the United Kingdom. i don't know that either. but that's my point: it embarassed me. it embarasses me that i speak only one language fluently (and Brits dispute this anyway. But more Brit-bashing in later posts, i promise). i'm embarassed that America elected to the Presidency the mediocre son of an earlier oil barron president (althought i'm proud that they have finally elected someone worthy of the office). i have trouble with the fact that most Americans were outraged by NAFTA, and yet the national forum for debate, the press, is so mired in public relations information from all sides of the issue that its difficult to even tell fact from fiction (see Burston and Marsellars above).
maybe that's the problem. maybe america is so mired in 'professional' information people that most people don't feel that then NEED any information at all: the professionals will handle it.
(By the way, i liked the article this was lifted from, which says NAFTA was a failure. If you don't care, just skip this paragrah:
"Although NAFTA's adherents claimed the agreement would create new jobs, growing imports from Mexico and Canada have cost the U.S. more jobs than exports have generated. While increased exports to Mexico created 158,171 jobs, this growth was more than offset by the 385,834 jobs displaced by an increase in imports from Mexico. Similarly, increased exports to Canada generated 244,309 jobs, but these were dwarfed by 411,481 jobs displaced by Canadian imports. On the whole, imports from Mexico and Canada destroyed a gross total of 797,315 job opportunities. Net losses, after including the gains from exports, were 394,835 jobs.")
so there you go. who knew? well, my dad. but he's in the auto industry, and they've been exporting auto jobs to america's two neighbors since the Kennedy administration.
so no surprise there. but see, that affects america. so of course some people at least know about it. but how about the role of bio-fuels in pushing up basic commodity prices in emerging markets? do we know about that? mmmm. probably not. too busy shopping for a new big screen. or getting that damn showerhead in the downstairs bathroom to stop leaking. i hate that.
one thing i have noticed: i was making a pun today with a friend on Facebook about living in europe. Here is the email exchange:
Scott: So this Europe thing . . . does that mean that you're making more money than ever, but getting so much less for that money?
Mitch: No, it means that i'm making far LESS money, and getting even LESS for that money. I get something called "quality of life", which to europeans means less crime, and the ability to buy exciting forms of bread and pastries in most corner shops...
its true. I do make FAR less money, and what i can buy here is FAR more expensive. So i have FAR less 'stuff' then i did in america. but perhaps that's the point.
perhaps therein lies the 'quality of life'.
perhaps its because here people have less 'stuff' that they have more quality. Hmmmmm. More stuff. Quantity. Less stuff. Quality. But not the SAME, its apples and tomatoes, isn't it? but a tomatoe (as Dan Quail would spell it) is a fruit. so perhaps we ARE comparing the same thing, we just don't know it.
Is this quality/quantity debate simply the old song lyrics, you sayh "to-MAY-toe" and i say "to-MAH-toe" thing? Nope. i think its something real. when i packed and left for europe, i threw away, donated, sold, or otherwise abandoned HALF of what i owned. and arrived in europe, well, bored silly. nothing to do. but that's because i landed in switzerland, and that's how it is there. but i had no stuff to get in my way. and so i spent time attempting to learn french, eating a lot of cheese. and hooking up with a really sexy brazillian women, but that's another blog. sorry, this was a diversion. my point is that the 'stuff' didn't matter.
and i didn't miss it. on the contrary, i felt liberated to get rid of it.
So maybe I am finally getting over being an American, after all.
jdf