I have spent a huge part of my day chatting with an American guy called John Rapp. He is on a podcast called The Chris Brake Show.
Ah shit, Chris Brake Show guys, I am really trying to order this post well, but my brain just does not work that way. This will be so tangential it is unreal. In my defence, your podcast made me think about a ton of different stuff today, so really it is your fault for lighting my brain on fire.
Oh, and everything I am about to say is going to be true. Every word. I do not believe in promoting anything I do not actually like. I know I ask people to like, share, tweet etc all the time, but only ever do it if you dig the thing I am suggesting. If you don’t like it, then that is fine. Never like anything I suggest just because I suggest it. You got your own minds, and I trust them to make their own decisions.
I don’t get this whole slamming America for its use of language. Language has, does and always will evolve. Who has time to care if through and thru are spelt differently? And if you do care, seriously, don’t. Life is awesome. Don’t waste your time on the minutiae.
The reason I say all this, is that I listened to episode three of the show.
I will be honest. There is no real point reading this post unless you listen to the episode. It was one of the most powerful hours of podcast I have heard. In case you don’t have the time to listen, then I will explain briefly, but only briefly, because the two people I am going to talk about express themselves in a way that is more emotional and poetic that I could ever hope to recreate. And I will not do them that injustice. Chris spoke of kindergarten. Mark spoke about his childhood. Seriously, just listen to it.
Over the course of today, I have been chatting to Chris and John from the show. They both mentioned Mark. I learned that Mark isn’t doing so well. So, John was kind enough to send me the link for Mark’s Facebook so I could pass on my best wishes. I did. Mark responded. We had a chat. I felt like a better human being for reaching out to a stranger. Then, again, is he really a stranger?
Well, I’ll be damned. I am actually going to come full circle in a post and tie up all the lose ends. My post title was ‘Interacting with Americans. A new way of thinking.’ One word I kept hearing today has stuck with me. It’s is, I believe an American way of not just speaking, but thinking. They say ‘brother’ a lot. ‘Hey brother, keep strong.’ I said it to Mark. Mark said it to me. And I thought, I have never met this guy. I will probably never meet this guy. Do I consider him my brother. Yes. I do actually. I love this simple way of expressing that we are connected and share a common experience in life that we all can relate to.
In England, we use the term mate. I prefer the term brother because we can take and leave friends, but a brother, that is someone that sticks with you through anything. I hope I have made a few new brothers today. I hope to make more tomorrow.
Take care brothers,