After searching through Google News for "american way," I found 4,960,000. Clearly - the American Way still occupies the consciousness of the Internet, and therefore the public. But what is the American way? Therein lies much of the debate. How strange that I'd find the answer in Finland.
Yes. A bag of white bread. The American Way: Big Sandwich. So simple. So pretentious. The Statue of Liberty, on a bag of crappy white bread? Excuse me? What is our beloved stereotypical symbol of liberty and opportunity doing there?
In some ways this indicates a bit about the United States' image in Europe. Cheap and unhealthy. At the same time people here actually buy this crap, and the packing is clearly meant to attract customers. Of course, this means that the marketers in charge thought that people would be attracted to the American Way in The White Refined Flesh. Which may be a good thing - because we still symbolize in some ways opportunity and variety and choice. Excess too (BIG Sandwich). What bothers me is that this symbolism, which to some extent reflects the reality, is abused to sell worthless crap.
Another super-episode, covering from then till now. I wish I could devote more time to this, but if I had a nickel for every spare minute, I'd have 25 cents.
Easter in Finland has several traditional foods. One goes by the name Memo, a mixture of rye flour, water, and molasses that's baked and served cold with cream a sugar. It looks like crap, and many say it tastes the same, though it tasted interesting - I actually enjoyed it. Something completely new. The other main specialty is pronounced "Pasha," a mixture of several creamy cheeses, sugar, and dried fruit that's spread on dessert buns. Delicious. Boiled eggs and ham are also a must on easter. Knowing my dislike for boiled eggs, my host grandmother switched my "boiled egg" out for a chocolate-filled egg (real egg shell!). Waiting till the end of the meal, she sat the entire time waiting for me to finally crack the egg, which I'd saved to last. She even prodded me about it, asking if I liked boiled eggs, and why I didn't eat it. One should always have boiled eggs on Easter, you see.
I hit the All-American Car Show last month. How ironic that my first real car-show in recent memory turned out to be in Finland. I've just seen Mark Knopfler for free too......(the guitarist from "Dire Straits").
One of the coolest events that I've been too was this years swedish-speaking Student Parliament. This body politic controls the "Finlands Svenska Skolungdomsförbund," a student organization for swedish-speaking students in Finland. No equivalent of this student organization exists in the US - it's completely democratic, has money, and actually influences political decisions. The best part is that any swedish-speaking student can be a part of the parliament, including exchange students. I pride myself in the fact that I was one of the more vocal members, despite the language barrier. Fantastic Experience. Someone told me that my Swedish accent is "legendary, like one sees in movies." What that means, and whether it's a compliment I submit for debate.
I just returned from the St. Petersburg trip, which was one of the most amazing cities I've ever been to. I've never seen anything like it. Palaces sat next to abandoned, or run-down buildings. Such riches and such poverty.
There's nothing like that in the US. Since the USSR collapsed, Russia has put a lot of money into the old palaces and churches that had gone to pot under the Soviets. Very little money has gone into repairing and building "normal" buildings, which is why such a strong contrast exists in St. Petersburg, and Russia in general.
Rotary took us on a whirl-wind tour. They packed as much as possible into our two full days in St. Petersburg. We ran through the Hermitage in one hour. Unbelievable - one hour in one of the world's three greatest museums.
We also watched a ballet whose name I can't pronounce. We thought that it ended after the 2nd act, and went back to the busses only to be told that the 3rd act started soon.
On Sunday, Rotary treated us to a show of traditional Russian folk music in an incredible rococo-style building. Earlier, during our "free time," I went, along with almost everyone else to an incredible church. Its entire interior had been decorated with mosaic - no small undertaking.
Sadly, that was the last time I'm going to see a lot of those exchange students as I'm not attending the Euro Tour. On the positive side, I know have free places to stay throughout most of europe.
I promise that as soon as I have time to write again i will. I have numerious scholarships that I'm writing as I write, and are due May 1. Then I go to Russia. I'm having trouble as it is balancing being here and doing these applications. After, though, I will come back and write 3 new ones. I've done a lot of interesting stuff in the meantime.
Be patient.
Thanks.
I've packed them last four weeks into one episode! Woa! Crazy! Pictures corresponding to the entry will be up soon. I'd like to point out the little map on the bottom right hand corner. It shows Where in the World? Is my visitors coming from. Cool!
Here's a podcast about the third-year (abi) students' last day in school. I would like to request that you (my dedicated group of listeners) mentally edit out the pouty tone of voice I use in the last minute or so. I would have re-done it sans pouty voice, but I'm too lazy.
Look for a bunch of posts over the next week.
This is about a day trip into Helsinki I took.
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No need to. Just listen. "A mini-lesson in culture contrast" right here for your listening pleasure. A quite note: I deal with the subject of alcohol, and acknowledge the existance of sex in this episode. So if you (the hypothetical parent) might object to your child listening (which children do), be forewarned.
Due to the subfusc weather, I find myself lacking motivation to produce a full 5 minute podcast. Instead, some ponderings.
I have been in a continuous state of malacia lately, and I wonder, would some of my more southernly placed readers send a few racks of spicy ribs over here?
A few minutes ago, I was watching a fairly overdone (by finnish standards) commercial on TV. The setting mimics fairly well "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?" After the supposed game-show host babbles something uninteligible in Finnish, the "contestant" plugs in a cellular USB modem, at which point he "wins" amidst a cloud of confetti. Rather dumb, yes, and quite badly planned, but no-one in the US could call it "outrageous" enough to stimulate indignation at its' stupidity. Yet the commercial produced precisely that - indignation. Its stupidity made me positively rilled. Have I lived here that long?
