Lena Dunham, who probably has a specific alarm on her phone for Taco Tuesdays, thinks college dining hall sushi is cultural appropriation because neoliberal millennials can’t wait to curb stomp you with their Chuck Taylor jackboots of fascism if you don’t cater to their every need while they’re Googling “who is Jill Stein?”.
There are now big conversations at Oberlin, where I went to college, about cultural appropriation and whether the dining hall sushi and banh mi disrespect certain cuisines. The press reported it as, “How crazy are Oberlin kids?” But to me, it was actually, “Right on.”
Oberlin. Do I really need to say anything here? Apparently I should, because bandwith was used to write this article in The Oberlin Review.
Diep Nguyen, a College first-year from Vietnam, jumped with excitement at the sight of Vietnamese food on Stevenson Dining Hall’s menu at Orientation this year. Craving Vietnamese comfort food, Nguyen rushed to the food station with high hopes. What she got, however, was a total disappointment. “It was ridiculous,” Nguyen said. “How could they just throw out something completely different and label it as another country’s traditional food?”
Good lord. Just shut the fuck up. You know why it’s completely different? Because you’re in a fucking college dining hall not New York Restaurant Week. Like, if I want fried chicken, I go to Popeye’s. If I want real fried chicken, I go to my mama’s house. Jiro ain’t dreaming of making sushi for a cafeteria. Suck it the fuck up.