Arislan
01-25-2004, 06:25 AM
Note that the Title is about as racist as saying that "I hate crying babies!" or "I hate people who cut in front of me in line!". Not saying *all* of these people are like the following rant, but 99% of the ones in my area certainly are.
These people are obnoxious. Apparently the happy-go-lucky communal community of Brazilians found the need to mate with the relatively seclusive Japanese to make a race of people that are loud, non-rule abiding, and rude.
The area that I live around here has a small Brazilian community. Why they are here, what they're doing, I don't know. I know they originally came when the "Exotics" shipped in after the Kobe earthquake, but why they stayed, who knows. In any case, the actual native Brazil-born Brazilians aren't bad. They tend to keep to themselves, like any community in a foreign country tends to do. Their children, however, are another matter entirely.
See, the children, growing up, are raised according to Brazilian ideals. They are very communal, very talkative, and very *loud*. Combine this with the naturally quiet Japanese society (in public, schools and private life are a different matter), and you end up with a seeming contradiction in terms.
So, there I was, heading to McDonalds to get a Big Mac Set (don't normally eat McDonalds, but today they were running a special deal advertising their Australian Beef, and as a result, the Big Mac Set was dirt cheap). The place is quiet, only the people working there and a couple sitting enjoying their food. I order, my friend and I sit down, and then, the Brazilians come in. All 9 of them. We all hear them before they arrive, I hear the guy of the couple mumble, "Maa...Gaijin..." and nod the girl to look at the kids. She shakes her head sadly, and they both speed up their eating.
The 8 kids come in, full ghetto gear on (Japan has a current thing with Rap stylings. These kids seem to have taken it to heart, and look as ghetto as anyone from the Bronx or Harlem would be imagined to be, down to the frayed jeans, puffy coats, metal hangins, and the like.) and proceed to chat in front of the poor girl ho is asking if she can take their order. A couple minutes pass of raucous laughter and the kids totally ignoring the girl who by now is hard pressedd to keep her required smile (try smiling for over 2 minutes, you'll see what I mean), one of the kids gets the bright idea to order.
He does it in Portugese. She catches the required words to make out the order, puts it in, and gets it out to him. He does nothing but nod or shake his head at the girl's questions, then grabs his food from her before she can hand it to him, which, while not unallowed, is rather rude to do here. The other bunch do essentially the same thing, and the girl has a hard time catching the orders now, since they've apparently decided that with one order done, they can talk at the top of their lungs again. At this point, Ive scarfed down my Big Mac and vacate the premises, the Japanese couple having managed to do so within the time it took for the first guy to order.
General order of business for this particular group (there are several) is to loudly talk about anyone nearby in a mixture of Portugese and Japanese. I know enough Spanish to understand it when spoken, and Portugese, while different, shares some of the same roots, so I'm able to catch drifts of their conversations. It's not fun listening to yourself being ridiculed by these jack-holes while you're trying to eat.
The little children aren't any better. The parents don't care what they do, which results in the kids running around whatever restaurant they happen to be in (fast food or no), playing and screaming and the like that unattended children normally do. These kids have no values of personal space, and I've gotten ankles kicked several times by these little rugrats. The Japanese, in their normalcy, simply put up with it and ignore things as much as possible, so the status quo, such as it is, is maintained. Not that the status quo makes me happy, but I guess that's just the way it is.
<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Arislan on 2004-01-25 04:50 ]</font>
These people are obnoxious. Apparently the happy-go-lucky communal community of Brazilians found the need to mate with the relatively seclusive Japanese to make a race of people that are loud, non-rule abiding, and rude.
The area that I live around here has a small Brazilian community. Why they are here, what they're doing, I don't know. I know they originally came when the "Exotics" shipped in after the Kobe earthquake, but why they stayed, who knows. In any case, the actual native Brazil-born Brazilians aren't bad. They tend to keep to themselves, like any community in a foreign country tends to do. Their children, however, are another matter entirely.
See, the children, growing up, are raised according to Brazilian ideals. They are very communal, very talkative, and very *loud*. Combine this with the naturally quiet Japanese society (in public, schools and private life are a different matter), and you end up with a seeming contradiction in terms.
So, there I was, heading to McDonalds to get a Big Mac Set (don't normally eat McDonalds, but today they were running a special deal advertising their Australian Beef, and as a result, the Big Mac Set was dirt cheap). The place is quiet, only the people working there and a couple sitting enjoying their food. I order, my friend and I sit down, and then, the Brazilians come in. All 9 of them. We all hear them before they arrive, I hear the guy of the couple mumble, "Maa...Gaijin..." and nod the girl to look at the kids. She shakes her head sadly, and they both speed up their eating.
The 8 kids come in, full ghetto gear on (Japan has a current thing with Rap stylings. These kids seem to have taken it to heart, and look as ghetto as anyone from the Bronx or Harlem would be imagined to be, down to the frayed jeans, puffy coats, metal hangins, and the like.) and proceed to chat in front of the poor girl ho is asking if she can take their order. A couple minutes pass of raucous laughter and the kids totally ignoring the girl who by now is hard pressedd to keep her required smile (try smiling for over 2 minutes, you'll see what I mean), one of the kids gets the bright idea to order.
He does it in Portugese. She catches the required words to make out the order, puts it in, and gets it out to him. He does nothing but nod or shake his head at the girl's questions, then grabs his food from her before she can hand it to him, which, while not unallowed, is rather rude to do here. The other bunch do essentially the same thing, and the girl has a hard time catching the orders now, since they've apparently decided that with one order done, they can talk at the top of their lungs again. At this point, Ive scarfed down my Big Mac and vacate the premises, the Japanese couple having managed to do so within the time it took for the first guy to order.
General order of business for this particular group (there are several) is to loudly talk about anyone nearby in a mixture of Portugese and Japanese. I know enough Spanish to understand it when spoken, and Portugese, while different, shares some of the same roots, so I'm able to catch drifts of their conversations. It's not fun listening to yourself being ridiculed by these jack-holes while you're trying to eat.
The little children aren't any better. The parents don't care what they do, which results in the kids running around whatever restaurant they happen to be in (fast food or no), playing and screaming and the like that unattended children normally do. These kids have no values of personal space, and I've gotten ankles kicked several times by these little rugrats. The Japanese, in their normalcy, simply put up with it and ignore things as much as possible, so the status quo, such as it is, is maintained. Not that the status quo makes me happy, but I guess that's just the way it is.
<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Arislan on 2004-01-25 04:50 ]</font>