i have a new temp job. i am currently working at a flag and banner company, and will probably be here for the next couple of weeks. it's good to have work again after a long temping dry spell. i was a little ambivalent about this gig at first. the people who come in to buy flags (particularly before the July 4th weekend) are a bit... er... enthusiastic. the phrase that keeps running through my head is "knee jerk reactionary jingoism", which i used eloquently in a college paper on John Walker Lindh.
the president told people last night to go hang out some flags, and by golly, these people are going to hang some flags. for many of them, this involves a process whereby they look at their old flags and realize that they look like crap. that's unpatriotic. so they come here to re-stock with something new and proud. i now know more about the various pro's and con's of nylon vs. pollyester vs. cotton vs. all the other kinds of crap than i ever wanted to know. and getting rid of the old flag leaves them with a dillemna. to properly dispose of a flag, you need to do this overly complicated ceremony that involves some intricate folding, some somber words, and then you burn it. i keep biting my tongue due to the urge to warn them that the government wants to make that illegal.
but the good news is that i spent my lunch with my coworkers (it's "chinese food wednesday" here) talking about psychiatric disorders, 80's music, and whether or not it is safe to drink urine. in other words, i have found my people.