over the last semester, i’ve been very fortunate to have come in contact with a dane that lives here in the states. she’s one of my friend’s neighbors and is loving wife and mother of two. we have been communicating via email over the last couple of days about danish culture and here were some keywords and phrases that solidified my studying aboard there.
They basically think americans are a both fat and all wear guns to school.
(who doesn’t lmao)
Danes like to drink.
Fuck is a word everybody says once or twice in almost every sentence.
we are not impressed by american superstars.
we use humor and sarcasm a lot
we are a potato loving country
We have some of the world’s best restaurants in Copenhagen
I mentioned this earlier and will do it again. Danes like to drink. We have the European record among our teenagers. (turnt up central)
Loneliness is the deal. Loneliness is the last great taboo. If we don’t accept loneliness, then capitalism wins hands down. Because capitalism is all about trying to convince people that you can distract yourself, that you can make it better. And it ain’t true.
“We started out with beliefs about the world and our place in it that we didn’t ask for and didn’t question. Only later, when those beliefs were attacked by new experiences that didn’t conform to them, did we begin to doubt: e.g., do we and our friends really understand each other? Do we really have nothing in common with blacks/whites/gays/workers/the middle class/other women/other men/etc.?”—Adrian Piper, 1981
“It’s a funny thing about the modern world. You hear girls in the toilets of clubs saying, “Yeah, he fucked off and left me. He didn’t love me. He just couldn’t deal with love. He was too fucked up to know how to love me.” Now, how did that happen? What was it about this unlovable century that convinced us we were, despite everything, eminently lovable as a people, as a species? What made us think that anyone who fails to love us is damaged, lacking, malfunctioning in some way? And particularly if they replace us with a god, or a weeping madonna, or the face of Christ in a ciabatta roll-then we call them crazy. Deluded. Regressive. We are so convinced of the goodness of ourselves, and the goodness of our love, we cannot bear to believe that there might be something more worthy of love than us, more worthy of worship. Greeting cards routinely tell us everybody deserves love. No. Everybody deserves clean water. Not everybody deserves love all the time.”—Zadie Smith, White Teeth
“Rap music is so diverse in its themes, its style, its content but when it becomes a vehicle to be talked about in mainstream news, the rap that gets in national news is always the rap music that perpetuates misogyny that is most obscene in its lyrics and then this comes to stand for what rap is. Really its for me the perfect paradigm of colonialism, that is to say, we think of rap music as a little third-world country, that young white consumers are able to go to and take out of it whatever they want. We would have to acknowledge that what young white consumers, primarily male, oftentimes suburban, most got energized by in rap music was misogyny, obscenity, pugilistic eroticism and therefore that form of rap began to make the largest sums of money.”—bell hooks, cultural criticism — rap: authentic expression or market construct?
Never would have guessed that my fascination with Nordic/Scandinavian languages would ever come in handy in my Latin American film studies class. This girl tried to make the argument that gender roles are normal, because she couldn’t think of any languages that didn’t separate gender through the use of he or she. And I was like Finnish has gender-neutral pronouns, hän means both “she” and “he”! *drops mic