Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Probably due to my natural slowness (dropped on my head as a child) it has taken numerous extended visits to California for me to notice just how much Spanish (Mexican) there is around me. I'm sure it is all meant to make life easier but it does give the impression to a humble Brit that perhaps times are a changing in the golden state.In Britain local authorities have for years translated official leaflets into Urdu,goblin,orkish and pikey to stop the poor souls from electrocuting, poisoning and gassing themselves and also to facilitate the raiding of the public purse. Our cheery politicians have gone as far as labeling road signs in the gibberish that masquerades as welsh in an attempt to keep the taffies happy in the illusion they live in a separate country (have I annoyed enough people yet?) but by and large we conduct life in the queens English. Now I know the Queens English may be a bit of a stretch for Americans (me too truth be told) but could California not pretend to still be part of the United States? If I wanted to live in a Latin country (Latino? whats that about?) I could have moved to Marbella with all the other dodgy chancers.