I have recently been introduced, via some sort of chain email (which I normally loath) to Jaywalking.
For those who don’t know, here’s the Wiki.
I didn’t know.
I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry when I saw the Best of Jaywalking
Okay, I laughed….
But I felt sad while I did.
Are people really that stupid?
What bothered me more than the sheer stupidity was the seeming lack of concern, embarrassment or, dare I say, mortification of those who couldn’t answer the simplest of questions.
One didn’t know where Paris is, but thought it might be in London…. Wherever London is. Europe might be in London, too.
One thought the Panama Canal is in Peru. To give him credit, he hazarded a wild guess that the Great Wall of China might be in China…. but he wasn’t sure.
One didn’t know the name of the painting, which Jay described as ‘Jesus and his apostles sitting around a table having a last supper.’
No one knew who Betsy Ross was.
One thought the pyramids pre-dated Jesus – but only by a few weeks. But didn’t know where they were.
No one knew what was actually being celebrated on the 4th of July. One thought it was independence… from America.
The really shameful thing is these were not 5 year old’s being asked questions; one was a grammar school teacher which was very scary; and one a college professor which was tragic.
My question is this: why would a college professor allow herself to be so humiliated on television? Is there no risk that she could loose her job? What force does Jay Leno exert on these people?
Or are they so ignorant that they don’t know how ignorant they are?
For those of you who picked up on my use of the word ‘loath’.
We had an interesting discussion over Christmas.
Mon mari and I had often commented to each other about our friend constantly saying that he ‘loathed’ this or that, finding it a bit off-putting that he could have such strong feelings about seemingly unimportant things. For example, he loathes pre-sliced white bread.
I asked him about it.
He said he found it odd that I ‘hated’ so many things. For example, I hate dried figs.
For me, loath is a stronger word than hate…. It’s a deeper, more visceral feeling.
For him it’s the opposite.
I’ll use his words: “If I loath a person, I will make no attempt to engage said person in conversation, and would avoid the person if possible, but if I hate a person I would be perfectly capable of killing him.”
For the record, he also said that while there were a few people he loathed, there were none he hated.
Isn’t it amazing how one can know someone for 10 years and still have one word with the potential of creating great misunderstandings?
Wondering what I made first with my new toys?
These little rings?
I wanted something a little fancy for New Year’s Eve dinner….
I need more practice to use them to their full potental.
You can’t really tell but there is a layer of shredded potato, a layer of sauteed mushrooms and browned shallots, another layer of potatoes and finished with a layer of cheese.
The idea was that each layer be visible when the rings were lifted. I think I need more color.
On the other hand, it retained it’s shape nicely and, while not as pretty as hoped for, it was certainly delicious!
And it was fun playing…
Oh…. We’ve started back to work on the house – update next week.