Unhappy Catholics

Unhappy Catholics on 9-23-15

I drove through the far northwest side of Chicago tonight, known as the Belmont-Cragin area.  The ride brought me down Austin Avenue, which I will call Catholic Church row.  If you are not aware, Chicago has a massive Catholic population and history.  ( no pun intended).   My only reason formwriting about it is to share my realization that Catholic Church names are not all that inviting; Blessed Church of Dead Saints,  Our Lady of Sorrow and Depression, St. Dude of the Mourning Mothers,  Holy Church of Guilt and Loathing.  Shame On You Church of the Holy Spirit.  You get it.

More Racism on 10-5-15

It is bad enough when a grown white guy talks like a moron, but it is worse ( or actually funny ) when a grown Filipino guy speaks "douche".  Even better is when the guy is in your back seat using a cell phone.  You picture it in your head; an asian guy named Bill speaking with no accent at all:

     "Dude, what is the Dillio?"   "No way, that place is like boss."  "Will there be any bitches there?"  "Dude, that is dope as heyell."  "Well the 4-1-1 on that sounds dope" ( no as hell on that one ) "Oh man, well I will see you in 20 so we can get our drink on bro."

Following this music to my ears, Bill and I discussed the three most important components of a good relationship.  It was like he flipped off the "moron" switch as if a forty-something year old white guy would not understand him.