6.26.05
Sunday, June 26th, 2005Pretty chill weekend following an eventful work trip. Went salsa dancing in Adams Morgan on Friday, had a mojito and got to listen to some live music. The place was pretty busy, it reminded me a lot of state street on the weekends. Saturday was pretty mellow, went to this street block party that my neighborhood put on, and saw the movie Crash. Sunday I went to Eastern Market to look around, picked up a lot of veggies and some homemade hotsauce. Picked up some mussels from Whole Foods and made a pot of them italian style, following aunty Lidia’s directions.
Have to say that I enjoyed the movie Crash, it was along the lines of do the right thing, although not nearly as good. Part of me thinks that race relations in America has a long way to go still, I’m beginning to wonder if there are aspects of American culture that both helps and hurts multiculturalism at the same time. The metahpor works well, being that all of the characters at one point or time are moving in cars, bound to crash into each other in their prospective courses of life. Before they collide in a shattering of steel glass and flesh, they are completely obvlivious to the other person’s dreams, culture, story, existance, really. I think the metaphor works especially being set in LA, which echos in the American mind of a city so multi-ethnic, tense, sratified, and misunderstood, not to mention completely dependant on automobiles for transportation.
Of course I had to notice the absence of any significant API role in the movie, aside from being an old guy getting run over, or a bunch of silent human trafficking victims. Maybe in the eyes of hollywood people who look like that don’t count as much on the bigger story of race relations, or of America maybe. Not too surprised, given the track record of movies like this in the past.
My own personal observations of living in a large metropolitan city on the mainland is that people in general need to take a moment to chill out, and think about their surroundings and how they fit into them. I think this literally means they need to step out of their cars and put their feet on the ground. I read an essay once on car psychology, how for typical drivers the car is an extension of themselves. How people spend so much money on a car as a status statement or how they are so upset when they get cut off, or worse yet get into an accident. The literal example I remember was how drivers use “I” or “Me” instead of the “car” or even “my car”. This partially explains the irritation or rage that people feel while driving, and how they are more likely to use their cars as weapons on the highway. That is something that this city needs to work on, typically when you’re crossing the street people in cars speed up instead of slowing down, even to a stop sign. Theres also a lot of places in my neighborhood were motorists will floor the gas to a red light. I was disturbed to hear about an intersection in NW where they have these orange flags for pedestrians to hold crossing the street IN THE CROSSWALK, and where recently somebody got hit.
Maybe there should be a law restricting licences of people who commit road rage. They do it for people who inflict injury while under the influence of alcohol, why not extend it so include those under the influence of self-entitlement?
Sitting in traffic as to waiting in a long line waiting for an ATM or the post office, someplace where you have no choice in going, where you’re already looking around at other people seeing if they are cutting in line or making a lot of noise. This and all except that everyone is sitting in a 2000 pound box of metal and glass. Walking or riding public transportation is a great equalizer as that we are all reduced to where our two feet can take us. I guess in the end people tend to self-segregate if given the opportunity. Or maybe thats part of it, despite all of our talk of democracy and equal opportunity, we are all really striving to outdo the person next to us in anyway we can, even if it is something as simple and mundane as going to and from someplace.
This is just one of many reasons driving my decision to put off buying a car for a bit longer. I think of it as a choice for peace of mind and to avoid the stress that comes with it. Typically I’m wondering if I’ve found an effective coping mechanism for a lot of life’s stress: decide not to play the game.
While saying this I’ll also say that Honolulu is a very car-centric city in general, largely because of its post-war zoning, which makes for a big contrast in going from there to here. I used to ride the bus a lot growing up, and in High School I bummed rides off of my friends. It wasn’t until coming home for summer during college when I really drove a lot, my first observations revolved around fighting traffic just going downtown, and getting around in general has gotten worse over the past couple of years. Culturally it was different as there isn’t nearly as much road rage back at home, and just in general people aren’t nearly as pissed off. You simply do not see the type of hostile behavior on the road, and people actually let you on and off the freeway.