Big Don
Sr. Grandmaster
http://www.philly.com/philly/news/20071214_Ventos_lawyers_question_fairness_of_hearing.html
University of Pennsylvania professor Camille Charles, has decreed that the <strong>"This is America, when ordering, please 'speak English" </strong>sign posted at James Vento's business, Geno's Steaks is akin to Jim Crow.The Philadelphia Commission on Human Relations decided to charge that Vento discriminated against non-English speakers.
You know what? All the founding documents of this country are written in English, all our elected representatives conduct their business in English, this is, primarily an English speaking country.
According to the CIA's World Factbook 82.1% of Americans speak English.
Here's the thing, no thinking person gives a damn if you speak Swahili, Urdu, Farsi, or Pig Latin in your home or among your friends. However, if you choose to do business in this country, even as only a consumer, you should speak and read English fluently. Because that is what we do here. In a country where English is not the main language spoken, France for example, by all means, speak French. But, here, we speak English. To claim that is discriminatory is foolish. I am sure Mr Vento wants everyone's business (that is how businesses make money), however, his employees speak English, so ordering in Spanish, Turkish, or Arabic is not going to get you speedy service, in all likelihood, all that would get you is a frustrated employee asking "Do you speak English" loudly and slowly. We get along with each other better when we all speak the same language,even if our only interaction is to order a sandwich, that is far more easily accomplished if everyone speaks the language of the realm.
In short: don't whine, adapt.
The constant comparison, usually by the left, of every little thing to civil rights is more than a little nausea inspiring.
I live in central California, to be exact, in Sanger, twenty odd miles East of Fresno. When I buy things at the little liquor store around the corner I am impressed that the cashier, who is a Sikh, speaks SEVEN languages, but, being a businessman, he speaks English to his customers. He doesn't try to conduct the business of his shop in Pashtu or Urdu or Punjabi, because the vast majority of his customers don't speak any of those languages.
University of Pennsylvania professor Camille Charles, has decreed that the <strong>"This is America, when ordering, please 'speak English" </strong>sign posted at James Vento's business, Geno's Steaks is akin to Jim Crow.The Philadelphia Commission on Human Relations decided to charge that Vento discriminated against non-English speakers.
You know what? All the founding documents of this country are written in English, all our elected representatives conduct their business in English, this is, primarily an English speaking country.
According to the CIA's World Factbook 82.1% of Americans speak English.
Here's the thing, no thinking person gives a damn if you speak Swahili, Urdu, Farsi, or Pig Latin in your home or among your friends. However, if you choose to do business in this country, even as only a consumer, you should speak and read English fluently. Because that is what we do here. In a country where English is not the main language spoken, France for example, by all means, speak French. But, here, we speak English. To claim that is discriminatory is foolish. I am sure Mr Vento wants everyone's business (that is how businesses make money), however, his employees speak English, so ordering in Spanish, Turkish, or Arabic is not going to get you speedy service, in all likelihood, all that would get you is a frustrated employee asking "Do you speak English" loudly and slowly. We get along with each other better when we all speak the same language,even if our only interaction is to order a sandwich, that is far more easily accomplished if everyone speaks the language of the realm.
In short: don't whine, adapt.
The constant comparison, usually by the left, of every little thing to civil rights is more than a little nausea inspiring.
I live in central California, to be exact, in Sanger, twenty odd miles East of Fresno. When I buy things at the little liquor store around the corner I am impressed that the cashier, who is a Sikh, speaks SEVEN languages, but, being a businessman, he speaks English to his customers. He doesn't try to conduct the business of his shop in Pashtu or Urdu or Punjabi, because the vast majority of his customers don't speak any of those languages.