Wednesday, May 8, 2013 6:57:42 AM
names, and how you were given them, do tend to shape your life. for instance, my name is amanda and i was named after a bassett hound. yeah, really.
i loathe my name but i adore dogs.
so one has to wonder what kind of life a kid's going to have when their name looks and sounds like somebody threw a handful of scrabble tiles at the wall.
just as an aside, i worked with a temp once whose niece had just had a child. this lady`s name was barbara and she happened to be black. anyway, i asked her what her niece had named the baby and she replied, "oh, just some damn (n-word) name! i can`t even pronounce it!"
Tuesday, May 7, 2013 11:08:38 AM
Hey, guys, I'm not saying that judging a person by their name is excusable, and in reality, my better instincts would probably keep me from doing that. But I am saying that it would be very hard not to make presumptions about the Shawandas and Tyreesas and whatnot. Why? Because it seems that every loudmouth, low-class, nearly incomprehensible woman we see shouting and carrying on about her messed up McD`s order has a silly name like this. Some parents seem to think it`s part of their culture, but it`s really just a phoney trend that cannot do your child any favors in life because of the inevitable connotations.