Everything I ever needed to know I learnt from Starbucks
Not really, but I thought it would make a good blog post subject.
 
There is one thing though, the cartoon row....
 
This is of course about not offending and about not being offended - to an extent.
 
I see quite a few American bloggers up in arms about ‘free speech’ and all that, as if America is such a pinnacle of freedom these days.
 
I see Muslims rioting and actually hurting people because they don’t like a drawing.
 
So picture this, walking in to a Starbucks, getting your coffee and sitting down with a favorite newspaper. A guy is talking very loudly on his mobile phone, a young couple is making out like the world is about to end.
 
Freedom of expression, freedom of ‘being themselves’ or obnoxious behavior that encroaches on your space, sensibilities and wish for a quiet moment to read your paper?
 
You have choices about what to do. Grin and bear it? Hit them all over the head, or, as a more apt analogy to the cartoon row, hit the people next to you over the head? Maybe ask the guy to maybe please speak a little softer and suggest the young couple might not do this at home in front of their parents so why here?
 
I don’t know, I don’t have any answers.
 
But I do know how I like my coffee: single con-panna, very light whip, two pumps of chocolate, stirred, over ice.
 
And I do know I like to read in peace and quiet, but if I am with some hot chick, I’m going to kiss her like it’s nobody’s business.
Thursday, 9 March 2006