Saturday, November 8, 2008

It's hard to be a white male!


"The Price of Arrogance: A Financial Crisis changes the World"


This blog is about how the German media perceives US. I find it very liberating, to be honest. I've been reading the Spiegel in German class and we’ve felt pretty offended. Being in a position in which we feel the need to defend America is a pretty rare occurrence…and I think we’re not sure quite what to do with it.

Like many Americans who've been abroad I've felt, at one time or other, embarrassed to be an American. EVERYONE talks about America and Americans like...well, like they know what they're talking about. People watch Friends and see Bush in the news and think they have enough information to judge 300 million people.

"People", and I'm really just talking about young Europeans, act as though they're informed, but then ask me to answer for the entire United States…and only say what they expect to hear. I've met very few people (all of whom have been to the US) who understood why asking me to represent Americans is ridiculous. I can't tell you how many times I've heard the question, "what's the weather like in America?" GUYS, THE USA IS BIG. PEOPLE ARE NOT THE SAME.

Europeans accept that other Europeans are different, but not that Americans are. I can only assume it's because they don't meet many Americans. They use this to make another judgment. That Americans hate travel and people who are different than them. But when I tell people I never met an Italian or German before I made the effort to fly over to Europe...well...let's not talk about that, or America is expensive. Um, hi. Europe is expensive.

But the only thing more annoying than being asked to represent all American citizens is not being asked to represent even ONE. I'll admit, at first I liked it, but now I'm offended when people say that I'm a "European" or in one-way or another an EXCEPTION, somehow not really American. Even if there are parts of my personality that are not shared by the majority of US citizen, this does not mean I am in anyway exempt from being an American, nor do I want to be. I don't have to be embarrassed about being an American, because I'm proud of who I am as a person and that person is an American. My parents are American, I was born in America and I went through American public schools. Some of my best friends are Americans. My first boyfriend was American. My kindergarten teacher was American. My Grandparents are Americans. My dog is American. Do people understand that when people talk about ‘Americans’…they’re talking about all these people (and dogs)?

I didn't even MEET a European until I was 17. A boy once told me that I had "needed" to come to Europe. Like it cleansed me or opened my eyes. I'm not saying it didn't, but not in the fundamental ways that boy thought it did. If I learned anything in my time abroad it's because my upbringing in an American city by American parents allowed me to.

I just don't know what some people think. Do they think I'm an outcast when I'm home? That people throw rocks at me and tell me to go back to Europe? I know that I'm really great and all, but some people just need to accept that I'm 'normal'. I do not feel in anyway out of place in Minneapolis....

And yet...where's my picture here?

http://medienkritik.typepad.com/blog/2005/03/sterns_gallery_.html

And it's true what's said in that blog. If we did that about Germany it would be outrageously offensive and considered in bad taste.

Does any of this sound defensive? It would make sense that it would, because I'm being defensive. People keep pushing and I hold it in and then this is the result. I'm sick of feeling like I shouldn't be proud to be an American, like everyone else gets to be proud of whatever they are. Other countries have bad leaders, but we're made to think that OUR government is all that there is to our national identity. That and our ever present consumerism and superficiality...and ignorance. But that's it.
We Americans are led to believe that we have no culture and that makes it very hard to be proud of it. It is, in fact, part of our culture to think that we have no culture. Globalization, or Americanization, is somewhat to blame.
And just a note on that. When I was in Berlin I went into a McDonalds ONLY when GERMANS wanted to go there...and guess who was inside feeding the beast that is McDonalds...GERMANS. Guess what McDonalds needs to succeed in Europe...EUROPEANS.

I'm scared that part of American culture has become being embarrassed to be an American. But of course as I write that I recognize that I'm only talking about Americans my age that have studied abroad.


And really all I wanted to tell myself was...get over it. It sucks, but boo-woo. I have and will continue to have identity problems, but really...who cares. I belong to the most powerful country in the world and my most often complaint is that too many people speak my language, making life TOO easy for me (I'll try not to get into that now). I have SO MANY privileges as an American...I think I can deal with a little mischaracterization.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

VOTE VOTE VOTE

Today was my first presidential election! It could possibly have been the most exciting thing ever!

My Dad and I waited in line for 2 hours.


But with coffee and donuts!



Good day!

And remember...if you don't vote, you're a dumbhead!




GUESSING JAR
The actual amount of candy in the jar was 187
ME was the closest with her guess of 214 and


Wow. I am person of the Dean's Office and a winner of candy...AND a good guesser. I'm cool.

I'm am finally in the system! Not just another college student barista, but someone in international education. No one needs to know that all I do scan business cards and add to invitation lists.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Monday, June 23, 2008

Ruby: Fun times are going undocumented...does that mean they're not happening?!
Reader: Of course they're still happening.
Ruby: Prove it. You can't, can you. Maybe I'm not even in Berlin. You don't even know. Maybe I'm a unicorn.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Like English, French is not a phonetic language: a single sound can be represented by a variety of different spellings and a single letter can correspond to a variety of different pronunciations.
Muuuugh....
English is spoken as a first language by more than 300 million people throughout the world, and used as a second language by many millions more. One in five of the world's population speaks English with a good level of competence, and within the next few years the number of people speaking English as a second language will exceed the number of native speakers.
This could have a dramatic effect on the evolution of the language: in the process of being absorbed by new cultures, English develops to take account of local language needs, giving rise not just to new vocabulary but also to new forms of grammar and pronunciation.
At the same time, however, a standardized 'global' English is spread by the media and the Internet.
The main regional standards of English are British, US and Canadian, Australian and New Zealand, South African, Indian, and West Indian. Within each of these regional varieties a number of highly differentiated local dialects may be found.
Oxford dictionaries try to include many regionalisms encountered in different English-speaking areas of the world.

Jesus god....will exceed the number of native speakers...

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Thus….I do not have my bag lost… I have tried simply to think however finally have that not functioned… I must be simply sad….sniff. I have simply everything lost… mobile phone, portmonee, key, daily book, dictionary… my best friend, knit needles… and camera… ugh. I do not have myself always meant… I lose somewhat only thus I will be later SO sad if I somewhat very large lose. Perhaps that was it! Or perhaps not. But I would have been still sadder even last year. I for it decided that I am not to write on German… however I white that to most of you German can, therefore I so nicely my text by an on-line translator made. Ask.

hahahaha....

So...my favorites...

Ich habe meine Tasche verloren translates as "I do not have my bag lost"? That's...the opposite of what's true...that's kinda important.

"I do not have myself always meant"...theological gold...someone write that down.

Ich habe mich dafür entschieden, dass ich auf Deutsch schreiben soll - "I for it decided, that I am not to write on German." I think even someone with no german can see that that not came from no where....what's babelfish trying to do to the world? A not here, a not there...that kinda stuff could start a war.
Hello from space. We are not friends. We will not be peaceful. We don't not want to kill you, eat your babies and play with your stamp collection.

"Ich weiß" - I white....haha to know in first person is the same as white. ha.

And "Ask." I meant Bitte like there you go. Oh translator...you're no human that knows two languages well.


Now I'd like to not give a shout out to not you, yes not you, the reader! Oh reader...will there be not a bog anymore? I really just liked not to show not pictures that I not liked....no(t) more camera though...now I'm not going to not have to try and not be interesting....or not steal pictures from other not people....

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not not not not not not not

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not.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

After Months of Waiting...



I know.


Friends and I did this coming back from Poland. The Hall monitor was not amused as it was midnight.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Abgefahren!

Trampwettrennen



I found this competition somehow online..I don't even remember how. I had partner, but he got "sick" so I found another one...a guy from Belgium, very nice.



Hitchhiking Competition! The news was there!
(Apprently a shit station, but I'll take whatever I can get, fame, here I come)




We had to exchange a snow globe for something on our way...we got a polish lighter with pigs on it, score.



T(d?)rice and I hitchhiked twice with a bus. I really didn't think you could do that, but we did. The first time with a bunch of old traveling Germans and the second with a company of old men that were going to look at stuff for on loading and offloading ships? Or whatever...some middle aged man thing.



They were so nice, this guy introduced us and said where we're from (apparently I'm from Manhattan) and said that we weren't dangerous and since we were now so international we could play more Irish music. I think he also said that my camera was now broken after I took this picture.





Some polish drivers. I think the second guy couldn't speak German or English and was getting a little frustrated.



This guy definitely couldn't speak German or English...but we amused ourselves.



It says easy traveling...and boy was it.



Kowobcheksjdfkajwef was our destination...29 km, we were very excited...





We left Berlin around 10:30am I think at got there around 4:15.
WE CAME IN 2ND PLACE OMG.
(We had to take a picture of us with the clock.)



Camera team was there. The second to last team had to pull up at least three times for the right shot.



You can guess what we did next.



This looks slightly familiar....



Winners and losers.






Eating wurst from plastic wrapping, you know how it goes.



Ostsee.




Another girl that lives in Berlin hitchhiked back with me, I think it was faster than the way there. This was in the back of a blacked out van in Poland. The hole I tried to look out of looks a little like Australia.





Back in Berlin with cuts to prove I did something.

It was really great. I think I thought that hitchhiking would be harder than it was...I think I thought I'd have to wait much longer, but really we didn't have to wait much at all. I want to hitchhike more! Benni said, dass ich es gar nicht machen darf. But whatever. Him and his ridiculous concern for my safety. I really think it would be ok. But...safety first and everything. Or I dunno. We'll see. I just can't imagine anything happening to me between here and Nürnberg. I mean...of all places.

puch....will auch was auf Deutsch schreiben...aber es ist nicht wirklich fair...niemand der dieses liest kann Deutsch...vielleicht soll ich ein Deutsch und ein Englisch Blog haben. Hm....muss mal sehen ob ich lust habe. Ich könnte immer auf Deutsch schreiben und dann es durch ein Uebersezter ...etwas ...oder was auch immer...uuugh...so spät...

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Visiting the Boy

Nürnberg and München



I arrive in Nürnberg with three other girls visiting their boyfriends. I used Mitfahrgelegenheit.de, which turned out very well. People who are already driving from one city to another post on this website so you can ride with them for a relatively small fee. It was nice both ways, I only regret not giving one of the girls my phone number.

Bennichen had to work on Friday so I discovered the city a bit myself...





"Always watch TV"
...I think is the translation...hmm



I had a good time, obviously.


Berlin has an obsession with this Polar Bear Knut...I think he was the first Polar Bear to survive in Human care...or something, I don't even care. I just know I'm supposed to love him, so I do. But actually now I'm supposed to love the "new" Knut, Flocke, so I do. The sign says that, "Knut Was Yesterday," with a cutsie wotsie picture of Flocke

....Mmmm...Flocke...

As soon as Benni was done with work we rushed over to the Zoo as fast as possible to see her.



FLOCKE!!!




US NEAR FLOCKE!!!

(who doesn't love a little nose in the eye at the Zoo near Flocke?)



Reader: Gott, you guys are attractive.
Ruby: Duh.
(Dinner at a Biergarten)



Ice cream and off to bed to get up early and drive to München !





Benni's really tall.









After wandering around we bought some tickets to a Bayern München gegen Berlin soccer game....legally...from a guy on the street



It was very exciting.



I posed well for a picture with Benni's Bayern München scarf
just before running to the Bratwurst and Bier.



The hungry waiting was almost unBEARable.



That's actually a Bretzel...
there wasn't enough time to take a picture
between buying the Bratwurst and finishing the Bratwurst.



Reader: Whoa.
Ruby: I know, I know.



Hey, I just remembered that I don't have my flag...where's my flag??!!



The game didn't even matter to Bayern München
because they had already won first place,
it only mattered to Berlin's standing.
Berlin lost 4-1. Sad day.
After there was a big Ceremony
for Bayern München...they got like a metal thing.
There were some pretty balloons.



The next day we both worked a little, built a cabinet and had a little fair action.
I think I've been to five fairs in the last month.







Good times. Good eats.