Humans are very lookist

I'm pretty sure I've told this story before, but I still boggle a little over what happened on a day trip in eastern Oklahoma with my step-mother. (She was born in Hayward CA, her parents had emigrated from southern China.) South of the river, some Choctaws asked if she was Cherokee. Later that day, north of the river, some Cherokees asked if she was Choctaw.

The assumptions being made were odd enough, but even odder to me was that they asked her outright.

Y closed down early. Luckily just after I finished my swim.

Snow is not the fluffy kind. It's the heavy wet kind. Uhg.

When I turned on the TV, LOST was on and the sound was weird. Loki totally meerkatted at the speakers and started biting at them.

Also, why do smoke alarm batteries always wait until nighttime to start their death beeps? Mine tore me out of bed at midnight last night, and then I couldn't figure out which it was, so I went to sleep between beeps.

The assumptions being made were odd enough, but even odder to me was that they asked her outright.

Imagine me being asked if I'm Korean.

Hello? And you ask me?

Aw, I just got invited to a communal birthday party for a trio of neighbors next Friday. I'm the only house in a row of 4 that doesn't have a bday this month. Have I mentioned I love my neighborhood??

Hello? And you ask me?

I've been asked (by different people) if I'm Indian, Puerto Rican, and black. And a few months ago, some guy came up to me on the street and asked, "Where your people from? They're not from this country, are they?"

On the other hand, last year, I was outside in DC and kind of watching a guy rant about Israel and try to get people to buy a communist newspaper. A woman came up behind me and said something to me like, "Kind of funny that he's probably a New York Jew," in a tone of voice that clearly meant that she was saying this as one New York Jew to another. I had nothing visibly New York on me, and it was January, so I was completely bundled up -- from where she was standing, she could maybe see the side of my face and the bottom of my ponytail.

I'm pretty sure I've told this story before, but I still boggle a little over what happened on a day trip in eastern Oklahoma with my step-mother. (She was born in Hayward CA, her parents had emigrated from southern China.) South of the river, some Choctaws asked if she was Cherokee. Later that day, north of the river, some Cherokees asked if she was Choctaw.

When I was in the Andes in Peru I was hanging out with one of our guides before the tour started and he was telling me he had a friend who worked for National Geographic in the states and would send him videos. There was was one about Tibet and he was blown away with how similar they were to his own people.

Later, I'm home in NYC and I'm talking to the owner of the health food store where I go. He's Tibetan. I tell him the story and he was all "Yes! Yes!" and told me about mistaking Peruvian women for Tibetans.

They both saw not only physical similarities but asthetic (particularly in textiles) ones as well.

I didn't get my evaluation done.

Sigh.

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I am going to DIE of sweetness. Ozymandias just laid down by my feet and put his head on my leg, as dogs do. But then he sort of gave a little squeeze and sighed. Killz me, he does.

I am rapidly coming to dislike some of my IRL friends via their facebook statuses, stati, whatever.

1) The overly flowery, lectury status. Uses "one" and "ought" and any 10 cent words that come to mind. i.e. Person X would like to remind everyone that one ought not forget that this is a social networking forum and therefore be mindful of what one says.

2) The "I van to be alone" i.e. Person Y Sorry people I must to bed. I wish I could be more ubiquitous for you all, but you must let me rest sometime!

3) The hidden misogynist psycho path who wonders why women avoid him (will probably have 3 or more giggly women posting comments wondering the same). i.e. Person Z is done with the bitch ex. I can't understand. I'm a good provider willing to take care of a good woman. Next time only someone worthy of me!

Ooh, you know what I don't understand? People who "like" their own stuff! What's that about?