Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Questions. I Have Them.

Via David Brooks' as-asinine-as-usual column today:
Recently I took a friend with only a high school degree to lunch. Insensitively, I led her into a gourmet sandwich shop. Suddenly I saw her face freeze up as she was confronted with sandwiches named “Padrino” and “Pomodoro” and ingredients like soppressata, capicollo and a striata baguette. I quickly asked her if she wanted to go somewhere else and she anxiously nodded yes and we ate Mexican.
Is "I have a friend with only a high school degree" the new "I have a black friend"? Wtf.

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