Yesterday, returning from the beach, I was lucky enough to find one of the few buses going around here, I uploaded my powerful medium on the convenient bike rack attached to the nose of the bus, I paid the ticket and I looked around. I was the only white. All my fellow passengers, mostly African-American women, were returning from large luxury hotels in South Beach Sunday after yet another arduous work.
Since here the impression is that the great American model of integration is a bit 'a myth, at least in these parts. Whites with whites, blacks with blacks, Latinos with Latinos, Orthodox Jews (a huge community in Miami) with Orthodox Jews. Of mixed couples I think I've seen (not known, but only views), two more than twenty days. As soon as I got my family has called you to be careful because "even though ours is a good neighborhood, the nearby black neighborhood is ...". The public school is the eldest daughter in the area of \u200b\u200bLittle Havana, the most Latin of the city where 60% of those talks, however, as before English language, but the child does not attend any of his companions outside the school context. Only neighbors (white ones) or children of friends.
communities do not have time or opportunity for dialogue. Hispanics and African-Americans usually work for whites. The report ends here.
But it is not just a matter of social position, ethnic differentiation itself as horizontal problem, beyond the barriers of "class: the rich are blacks with blacks, with whites and poor whites are, so to speak.
Wherever there are written in English, English and even Creole, even these do not help clivages language.
Looking at things from this perspective we can understand why Barack Obama really represents a real novelty. Of course, things do not change with a magic wand, these divisions have become crystallized and solid and not just a president of color to their relaxation. But it would be an important recognition that would go well beyond the month of "black history" under way in that time or the place dedicated to Rosa Parks on the bus ...
Beyond these considerations, beyond a certain limit that is harmful to health, last night I enjoyed three hours and a half of Grammy Awards: for this there is nothing to tell friends, Americans do it better!
E 'was really an exciting evening, including commemoration of former great artists, performances of new and unimaginable duets, who would have made the apparently very bad kid rock singing, and well, with seventy-five first ever winner of a Grammy 50 years ago? Where you find Tina Turner 200 years singing and dancing with Beyoncé still fun as a young girl wrapped in an embarrassing silver jumpsuit? Or Alicia Keys duetting with the hologram of Frank Sinatra? O Aretha, the vast, endless, wonderful Aretha that performs with a wonderful gospel choir? And the legendary Amy Winehouse singing via satellite because they have not given a visa, but then Cucca all the major awards (I stress that I discovered when I still did not know anyone ... ahem !)??? O tear while Kanye West raps the song for the dead mother?
A feast of music (not just pop and commercial, but also black, jazz, indie, rock, country and so on and so forth), and also of the glamorous American kitscheria ending in the most beautiful way, with a finale that is completely unexpected given that the award for best album of the year, instead of going to the already titolatissima Amy sgallettato or some artist from the standings, was awarded to the composer and jazz musician Herbie Hancock, with its dismal 40,000 copies sold, unless all expected to receive this award! But ...
Hugs and kisses to all popular
Benni
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