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Cross-cultural patronisation

Returning to the US after a week in France really slammed home how idiotically patronising people here can be. I did get a lot of stares in France, but absolutely no comments. Wherever I went, I was treated in an completely professional, neutral manner. In the first four hours back in the States, I was asked what was wrong with me, I was chided (jokingly) for speeding, I was complimented on my wheelchair handling skills, and a security officer offered to pray for me. Pretty damn incredible. What makes people think these comments are a) original, b) welcome or c) polite?

Here’s my working theory: here in the States, we have a cultural habit of superficial friendliness, which includes smiling at strangers and making small talk. I suspect that people just don’t know what to say to someone using a wheelchair or crutches, but they feel they have to come up with some pleasantry, and since awareness of the disability is the newest thing in the brain, a joke about speeding comes out before a comment about the weather.

Katja

14 Comments

  1. Kezzykat

    Hi Katja,
    No consolation, but it is the same here in the lil ole UK. I use a crutch and my mobility is getting worse and I am SICk to death of people asking repeatedly (thats right they figure a new day a new answer!) what i “did”…Has it happens I didn’t exactly DO anything…and then there are those who think it helpful to invite me to a healing mass…….

    best wishes Katja, love reading your blog and what a beautiful house you have too :)

    Kezzykat

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  2. Katja (Post author)

    Thanks, Kezzykat.

    And here I am, remitting, and every day somebody asks what me what I “did” to get better. Argh!

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  3. Kezzykat

    Hi Katja,

    thats gotta suck too! I guess that is frustrating ..to the masses out there it must be confusing to see varying levels of impairment..

    Glad France was a good trip!

    Kezzykat

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  4. MICHAEL

    Superficial friendliness and small talk are a geographical oddity?

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  5. Katja (Post author)

    I think they’re a cultural norm (or not).

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  6. MICHAEL

    Apparently there’s no small talk or eye contact in finland.

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  7. MICHAEL

    those fish make reading comments hard to read.

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  8. Katja (Post author)

    Is this better?

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  9. mdmhvonpa

    Not sure which is worse; Too much superficial kindness or too much intentional avoidance.

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  10. Scott Rains

    Katya,
    Welcome back.
    When I was first paralyzed in high school my good friends took me aside once and asked me what it was really like being a new quad – “Is it hard being stared at all the time?” The question made me realize that it was being ignored; being forced to function outside the regular rules of body space in conversations; being, literally, looked down on that took a bigger toll on me.
    I love the terms for pre- and post- volunteer year training that the Jesuit Volunteer Corps uses: “Orientation” and “Dis-Orientation.” Welcome back home to disorientation! I always figure that the vertigo of homecoming is the result of having traveled with an openness to being transformed.

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  11. Patricia Tryon

    What you observed about interactions between strangers is one of the things I loved best about being in Paris. Parisians have _the_best_ social boundaries. Wouldn’t dream of talking loudly enough to be overheard in a restaurant. Sometimes it seems to me that Americans pitch their voices deliberately so that it is impossible NOT to eavesdrop.

    OTOH, it is de rigeur to hold open a Metro door for the person behind you. Like that would happen here. Ha!

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  12. MICHAEL

    “is this better?”

    – a little. still not great.

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  13. MICHAEL

    much better now.

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  14. Eliza

    Yup, I’ve complained about the very same in my blog quite a bit. I’m not sure it’s superficial niceness, as I’m in NYC, and it always strikes me as ESPECIALLY odd here, as people AVOID interaction at all costs, UNLESS you’re a crip. Then, suddenly, it seems, you’re fair game. It almost makes me want to start mugging people, just so their assumption that a crip must be safe can be proved wrong. The “What’d You Do?” ones especially bug me, since it’s so often not only nosy but said with such an expectation of a juicy accident story, like they’re anticipating some voyeuristic fulfillment from hearing about it. Sometimes it’s cool and people are obviously just curious and interested, and I don’t mind so much. But I don’t need to be someone’s entertainment. (Nor do I need for them to pray for me).

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