"Shadow of Death" by artist William Holman Hunt
Blogger Alamanach commented on my last blog about how it only consisted of my rant about the Pagan half of Christmas and not the Christian half. I don’t know much about the Christian Christian half, but here’s my take:
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I’m usually a cold, calculating person. If I have anything to say, usually, I will say it according to the best logic I can muster, with as little emotional envelopment as I can. On contrary, what I hear about in Haiti just about transcends all my ability to analyze, leaving me with nothing but pure emotion. Continue reading
I’m an American. Raised in the U.S., there are many things I’ve grown to love, accept, and understand.
Everything except baseball. I sleep through most of the games. Sorry.
A number of my European friends accuse me of being an ignorant, arrogant American, despite my mixed culture. I’ve retaliated many times, but one point got to me.
“L, why do Americans call their baseball championship games “World” Series? Don’t you think it’s a bit weird that an American club wins the game every year? You don’t think that’s a bit arrogant?”
I couldn’t argue. I fumbled on my words, saying that Japan plays in it too. He retorted, “Yeah, in the Little League. If you want something really World, try the World Cup.”
So, are we Americans arrogant for naming the championship of an American favorite pastime “World Series”?
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