Sydney Series

   To further my research about the mythical Nacirema, I camped for hours in one of their congregation areas: Starrboks. A truly magical, yet terrifying place it was to be in. I started my investigation in the A.M and continued it until dusk; a variety of members were attracted to this holy space. There were several men and women dressed in neutral-colored attire — a type of garb they refer to as “business attire” – that swarmed the Starrboks early in the morning. Around noon, groups of young adults staggeredly walked in with bags and books. Upon further inspection, I realized they belonged to a tribe called college. In order to avoid being exiled from college, the young adults must spend hours enduring tortuorous reading and writing. However, the group I observed appeared more transfixed on anything else but completing their work. In the afternoon, another wave of youth arrived, but they were from a lower tribe called high school. Instead of reading sacred texts, this group u...

I was contemplating what topic I should choose to discuss in my blog post this week, and then I had a moment of clarity. I felt like a genius. To carry out my scheme, I needed the help of my friend Kaitlin. Below in Pictures 1-2 is our conversation over text. Ironically, Kaitlin misunderstanding my intent fits perfectly with my blog post topic. If you actually took the time to read the text, I already stated that I've been reflecting upon the usage of polite speech over text and how it differs between people and situations.  When I’m texting my close friends, I don't bother with polite speech and neither do they. I often forget that my clarity over text decreases significantly, which is why Kaitlin was confused about my directions. In addition, when I text my friends I don't worry about including polite speech since I don’t need to be formal with them. As an effect, I can come across rude, but we’re familiar with each other, so the rudeness in my texting is no big deal. In ...