Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Beat on the brat

OC kids reek of false promises, sheltered egos, and an innoculated brand of cultural ethnocentrism that stinks to holy hell.

We need to stop telling our kids they're special, and let them in on the reality of their eventual mediocrity and lack of individualism earlier, instead of letting them figure it out on their own. Use me as an example; look how the fuck I turned out.

Destiny has a weird way of working. At least it has and will for the next couple of months. My plan to go to China at the end of October has disappointingly fell through because of a random Danish guy. I figured if anything, in order to accelerate the English education of its people, Chinese specialty schools would be keen to hire ABC's who have a strong grasp of both languages. This would allow one to overcome language barriers and have a stronger understanding of the difficulties a native speaker of Chinese has to face when speaking English. Nah, not the way it works over there. After all, this IS the Chinese we're talking about, who despite their skyscrapers and American-level oil consumption will always be backwards and superficial in thought. Basically, it's this simple: if you look like them, you're simply not cut out to teach English. To put it in even simpler terms, a White high-school dropout from Alabama is more qualified to teach English in China than I am, Confederate flag tattoo and all. I'm not exactly putting myself on some kind of pedestal here, what with my degree in English and all, but fucking c'mon, dude.

So, to bide my time, I'm going to be doing some tutoring on the side, primarily (what else) English. Little Asian kids are easy to work with; I'm reading up on the St. Martin's Guide to Writing, seven no-nos of the English langage, a Beckett's Collector's Guide to Yu-Gi-Oh, and a Bradygames' strategy guide on World of Warcraft (or WOW) to keep up with these adorable parasites. I try to slip in comic book references and recommendations here and there, because hey, if not now when they're children, then when?

All in all, it's not a bad racket, tutoring and whatnot. The pay is good, the hours are flexible, and I am the master of my domain. On normal days, I sit in my car and play around alone by looking into the mirror and pretending to fire myself at least fifteen times in the duration of a car ride. "You're fired." "No, you're fired." "No, YOU'RE fired." "Fuck you, I'm going to Chili's."

I need friends.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

same way my conversations with myself go. (I tell myself to study, and then "myself" gets angry for being told what to do, and then I get mad for "myself" retaliating against me) All in all, the conversation goes nowhere and as a result I'm mad at myself for some reason I'm still trying to grasp. follow?
I would try and befriend some of those 10 year old kids and beat the crap out of them in Yu gioh (don't mind the sp) cards and boost myself esteem while yelling at them, "Take that DENMARK!"
In many ways, Asia is still so backwards. How can the ability to teach English be based on the outwords appearance. Look at poker players! The best in the world seriously don't look like much, aside from the large pile of cash in front of them, their new car(s), and gold bracelets (WSOP)!

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