True story: My Dad was one of the top 2 or 3 finalists for some sweet NYC city job in the 60s. The guy hiring told him flat out he’d never hire an Italian. This was the good old days before workplace discrimination laws of course.
My grandma’s house looked like an “If it’s not Irish, it’s Crap!” store. That’s all I got on that one.
My main thought on that was Brandon Lee in Rapid Fire and how the mob boss corrected his underling for something racially insensitive saying they too were once prejudiced against.
Really shoehorned that one into a low budget action movie there.
Wait, I too have Italian and Irish heritage! I am also a victim!
We are all victims!
You just heard the delighted squeak of the one other person who has seen Rapid Fire finding out they aren’t alone in the world.
I remember living in South Korea and just barely making it on nearly everything there height wise at 6’2". If I was even an inch taller, life would have really sucked there.
If you’re tall, try to avoid an extended stay in the hospital. The beds are not made for you. My friend was 6’ 7" and there was no way a normal hospital bed would have worked. They did have one for him that they had just in case one of the Utah Jazz needed it. It may have been donated by Larry Miller.
