Jorge Estrada, a former co-worker and his lovely wife, (code name) Lupe have three very cute wee one's, including the most recent addition to their 2 girls, a brand new boy about a month ago. Between the horse riding and dance lessons and neighborhood kids Jorge has his finger on the pulse of the under 7 set. As we ate our sandwiches, caught up and stiffled our laughter over this really weirdly built guy searching for a table (I still don't know how those wickedly disproportionate spindly legs held him upright), I don't even remember what the topic of conversation was, but I heard the most delightful sounding, unfamiliar string of words pop outta his mouth.
(Jorge Estrada, BBG, Lupe Estrada - Summer '10)
Now a lot of people would take this as an opportunity to knowingly nod affirmatively, or give a "uh-hun" (aka: "Yes, I know"), grunt. I see it all the time. Quite frequently those folks also tend to have really shitty poker faces, making it uber easy to read that they really are clueless. I always think if they took the opportunity to find out what X is instead of pretending to know what X is so they look smart, they'd actually be smart. ...But what am I in charge of? Barely me and this 15 lb dog, ya know?...
So as soon as the phrase "criss cross applesauce" hit the atmosphere I was immediately intrigued, and interrupted to inquire what the fuck criss cross applesauce means?
Turns out we've become sooooo PC that kids today are being taught to sit criss cross applesauce style instead of the ol' school, "Indian style".
Now being sometimes a reasonable adult, I can understand why people would take offense to the Sarasota Scaplers football team. (a completely BBG made up entity) But sitting Indian style?!? Come the fuck on. Of all of the wonderful things Native American culture has shared with the masses, I say comfortable chair free seating is one of the greatest. A contribution to be proud of, in my opinion. I can't even fathom how something negative or offensive could be extrapolated from the innocuous sitting Indian style.
A lot of the Indian stuff of the past has gone the way of the dodo bird in the interest of PCness. Some for good reason, I suppose. Although, I was never one to think that a college team called the "Braves" was intended to be some sort of slight or slur. On the contrary, to me it seemed to be a title of honor and pride. But again, the communal "they" haven't (as of yet, but I am waiting by my phone) asked me to be in charge of everything. Fine. Anything. (tear, sniffle, tear)
But this criss cross applesauce, while fun to say is complete crap. No matter what kids are sayin' or what Google says, it's INDIAN STYLE damn it.
Always was, always will be.
I'd love to stay and chat, but I'm going to go have a comfortable sit and yesssss this girl of partial Native American lineage will be doing it Indian style, proudly. (Now, what's Blackfoot for SUCK IT?!?)
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