I found this sweat-shirt (above) and an interesting review on Bobby Jindal. I watched parts of his rebuttal to Obama State of the Union speech and felt a little disappointed. I was excited at the idea of a future powerful political leader for a notoriously closed minded and stereotypically racist political party. Come on Brown man! Everyone thought his cadence and persona was that of a creepy robot who sounded like a mix of Mr. Rogers and my Creationism-praising, black turtleneck-wearing, high-school Physics teacher. [I am not sure how you can believe in science and physics but not believe in Evolution....but that is another story.] My disappointment was not that he is nerdy and weird or Republican, but that he does not embrace anything even remotely ethnic about himself. But I find Jindal creepy because he is so removed from his Hindu roots. I am the last person to throw coconuts at someone that gets integrated into the Western world but there were three things that the UltraBrown blog pointed out - he changed his name (common enough) from Piyush to Bobby, he converted to Christianity (um, ok), and he and his wife mentioned that they didn't follow any Indian traditions at home. The last one really got me thinking about my day to day routine. Donkey asks me to make Indian food, we celebrate Diwali, I fast for Karva Chauth....but what else keeps me tied to my Indian roots? Bollywood? Slumdog Millionaire? Tea in the evening?
I wanted Jindal to tear it up! I want him to be a galvanizing leader because I would be so very very amused to see Rush Limbaugh and Sarah Palin forced to look at a Brown man as their leader. As a side note, Rush Limbaugh is a utterly grotesque and souless monster who sings songs about "Barack the Magic Negro" on his show and discuss the merits of slavery and his popularity utterly scares me.
Instead of loving Jindal I find that he is another source of my cultural ennui.
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