A tangent on monolingualism

I attended a dinner last night, and looking back in my mind I realized it would have been an odd dinner for most people in my cultural group. Why? Because everyone at that dinner, including myself, was at least bilingual.

You see, I belong to this weird, hegemonic group of individuals referred to as “white”. That’s a catchall for Americans of European decent, excluding recent immigrants (especially those from Eastern Europe). And everyone knows the societal standard is that white people only speak English.

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But why is this so? In my opinion, it’s because English in America represents more than language. It’s part of cultural identity, and also part of nationalism.

You’ll often (but not always) hear nationalistic discourse regarding English coming from white Americans. Things like, “If people want to come to America, they should speak English.” Some people say this is hypocritical because most Americans who travel to other countries don’t bother to learn that language, but I think people forget that historically, middle- and lower-class white Americans don’t travel outside of the United States.

Regardless, this notion that everyone who comes to America should speak English is a mistake. Even if someone from another country moves here without knowing a word of English, their children will learn it even if they live in a home that doesn’t speak English. Time is the biggest factor for assimilation into American society, because kids want to play with and hang out with other kids. As soon as they start going to school they learn English as fast as they can, because they don’t want to be left out.

By the second or third generation, descendants of immigrants lose that original language, or it at least takes a back seat (minus a few exceptions like the Amish). The parts of the language that remain are often tied to things that make cultural significance, such as religion, holidays, family events (having a new baby), food, and so forth.

An example of this is the remnants of German culture still present in America. Aside from the aforementioned Amish, most German Americans don’t speak any German. Still, many cities across America celebrate Oktoberfest.

I don’t foresee English losing its hegemonic position anytime soon here in America. All this talk of a nation that only speaks Spanish, much less Arabic, is absolute nonsense. I’ve met  many children of non-English speaking immigrants and many of them speak better English than the majority of white Americans. American society will change and shift and absorb these new additions but English will remain. There’s no need to panic.

On vacation….

I’m currently in Texas, visiting my friend A and looking for an apartment. That’s why I’ve been so quiet. I meant to post this before I left home, but of course that never happened…

Looking for an apartment is one of those excitingly scary parts of life. It’s so difficult to make such a huge decision with such little data, you know? Still, that’s how the system works.

So I’m sitting here, waiting for the real estate agent to reply with apartments I can look at today, because apparently in Texas apartment leases are in the domain of realtors. Strange and yet it definitely makes looking easier…

I’m breaking up with you….

Seriously. It’s over. I’m sorry. I wanted to like you, but I just couldn’t.

Basically, you’re just a big, fat waste of space. Hey! You’re supposed to be simple. So why do you have over 125 pages each and every month??? That’s not simple! That’s the opposite of simple!

Plus you’re full of advertising and articles that don’t interest me. I’m not going to wear colored denim. I don’t care how “in” it is right now. Oh, and the Container Store already emails me twice a week, so there’s no sense in showing me their Elfa closets. I already know how awesome they are.

And that huge article on what not to post on facebook only left me the option to upload thoughtful status updates. Do I look like I’m a philosopher? No! I like posting song lyrics. In foreign languages. So get over it. If people don’t like it, they can unsubscribe from me, hide me, or even delete me. Stop trying to make me conform!

Finally, about those recipes you send every month. I can get better ones from simply recipes. Thanks for trying, though.

Why is Voluntary Simplicity so freaking complicated???

I first stumbled upon the term Voluntary Simplicity in 2008 while doing an applied anthropology project. My professor asked me if I would be interested in helping a colleague of hers set up three apartments for seven Egyptian exchange students. I was ecstatic. Anthropology is great but at times it can feel masturbatory, which is frustrating to me. HELLO, it’s the study of people not just high-fiving other colleagues.

No, not THAT anthropologie

Anyway, I digress. Part of the deal was that my volunteer work would substitute for cultural fieldwork for a mandatory class, and I had to write a paper. The lady in charge of the apartment project decided to do a furniture/housewares drive, which was smart given that the college gave her a ridiculously small budget. We set up base in an empty classroom (it was summer quarter) and the unwanted stuff started rolling in.

But I didn’t know how to write my paper. I was already involved in reusing and upscaling stuff on freecycle, although I didn’t have the fancy terms to go with what I was doing. In frustration, I went to my professor in a near panic-attack. “How do I find literature on reusing old stuff? What the heck??? I can’t write a paper without sources!”

My prof, one of the most amazing women I’ve ever met, calmed me down and explained that the term I wanted was “Voluntary Simplicity”. So I went back to the library and found all sorts of books, and then went on the internet and found all sorts of blogs, many of which were written by Christian women. And that’s when I noticed the weird disconnect between the literature and the casual blogs re: Voluntary Simplicity.

The literature about Voluntary Simplicity is… broad. Overreaching. Philosophical. For example, Duane Elgin’s acclaimed book Voluntary Simplicity says:

Although humanity has always faced challenges, the challenges we face at this time are unique in one respect, and this makes all the difference: The circle has closed. There is nowhere to escape. As a species, we face a systems crisis of global proportions. This crisis also represents a profound opportunity for the human community to pull together in a new way and to respond creatively and cooperatively to our global predicament – a situation unprecedented in human history. (Chapter 5)

Well uh… yeah. Thanks for that. But how do we solve what’s happening? The answer, according to Elgin, is tautological. The problem is the system of consumerism and the way to defeat the system is by Voluntary Simplicity, so the solution is Voluntary Simplicity. And I agree with that, but TELL ME HOW TO DO IT! Don’t just sell me on it and assume I can unentrench (yes I just made that word up) myself from the system of rampant consumerism and figure out exactly how to make my systems less complicated yet still functional. Because the only solution I can come up with on my own is to move into a cave and eat grubs… and then the government will think I joined Al Qaeda. Le sigh.

Anyway, that’s what I’m trying to do. I’m trying to let go of all the stupidity built into my systems and make the systems more efficient and yet not extremely difficult. Believe you me, it is easier said than done. And I really don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m-a doin it!

Please, if you have any feedback share it with me, either in comments or send me a note: uncomplicatedjo[at]gmail.

Stale bread into convenience food: Frozen French Toast

I’m not rich but, thanks be to God, I have enough. Still, I dislike wasting food. Food waste has historically been a huge issue in my life. There’s so much food in America that it’s easy to accumulate too much, only to have some of it go bad before it can be consumed, which is highly depressing.

I’m not going to waste your time with statistics about how much food in America is wasted because, frankly, that doesn’t help. Humans relate more to stories than they do statistics. So here’s a story about how I saved some bread from going bad.

In my house, we keep bread in clear plastic bins on top of the fridge. These bins are convenient but, unfortunately, I often forget what’s in the bin and my bread goes bad. And since I live with my parents I can’t change this system. So I’ve changed what I have control over – the amount of bread I purchase and how often I check it.

Sure enough, the other day I found some bread of mine that wasn’t bad yet, but was on the road towards getting all green and fuzzy. It was a pretty good end of a sourdough loaf. So I pulled it out of the bag and cut it into slices, which I then laid out on the counter so they could get a little stale.

I then ignored the bread for a few hours while I cleaned out my closet some more. (Ugh…. that closet is horrible. Anyway…)

When I got hungry, I mixed up an impromptu batch of French Toast batter, substituting almond milk for the cow’s milk, since I’m allergic. And now that I’m writing this, I realize that I often let milk substitutes go bad because of how infrequently I use them, so this was a double-win. Yay!

I then fried up the French Toast, which yielded seven pieces. Now, I’m sure I could eat six whole pieces of French Toast… but that’s not good for my health or my faith. So I put four of the on a small baking tray and froze them.

A few hours later, I took the frozen French Toast out and put them in freezer bags to be eaten on those mornings where I can’t really seem to get my rear in gear.

Obviously, I’m not always this responsible. I throw food out. I waste food. Sometimes I get bored of the food I have and, may God forgive me, it goes bad before I eat it. Still, I’m trying to stop that because it’s a lose-lose-lose situation. I lose, my pocketbook loses, and everyone else around me (except for the methane harvesters at the landfill) loses. But this strategy – turning food that’s going to go bad into convenience food – really works for me when I take the time to “shop” my kitchen and find ways to reuse the food that hasn’t gone bad yet but soon will.

Hello, everyone. It’s me.

You can call me Jo.

Currently, my life is a mess.

Why?

Because I graduate with my bachelor’s degree today. Can you believe it??? I’m so excited! I started going to college in 1996, right after I graduated high school. And, after many distractions in life, I’m finally done!

But, everything is sooooooo complicated right now. I don’t have a system. And I probably don’t have a system because I’m not a linear thinker. But since I’m not a linear thinker, I NEED a system! Otherwise things get lost. Here, let me give you an example:

See what I mean? I can and do function in this kind of chaos, but it’s not pretty. Many times I ask myself questions like, “If I were able to find whatever I needed within 30 seconds, wouldn’t my life be more productive?”

Sadly, there really never was the time for this sort of intervention. Of course, there never is time in the adult world… so I have to make the time.

To be fair, I do have somewhat of a system. I have a hook by my door where I hang my keys. I keep the floss on my computer desk because I ONLY remember to floss while I’m checking facebook. (Weird, I know.) And I have a hook on the back of my closet door where my to-be-ironed stack waits patiently.

But I need a complete system, and I need it ASAP.

Why?

  • I’m looking for a job, and it’s difficult to apply for many jobs when I can’t even keep all my forms straight
  • I want to move to Texas by March of 2012, and it would help if I didn’t move with a bunch of junk
  • My long-term goal is to finish my Master’s degree, and I can’t stand the thought of succeeding in college while every other aspect of my life goes into failure again
  • I hate living in this chaos

In fact, the reason I made this blog was so I could hold myself accountable. It’s one thing to say I’m going to do something, but if I’ve invited the whole world to watch my progress that will (hopefully) motivate me to get things done. Of course, it’s also really embarrassing for ya’ll to see how disorganized I am, but hopefully that will also motivate me to change things!

So join me on this journey to get my act together. To simplify things. To uncomplicate me.