Allow me to clarify my national language stance

I’ve already talked about English being the official language of America (see this, this, and this).  It should be clear from the posts that I support a national, official language and the subsequent requirements that places on education, immigration, and other aspects of society.  I want to clarify and augment my previously presented point of view.

Despite every reason to believe from those discussions something quite to the contrary, I am not so jingoistically prejudiced that I do not hold room in my brain for more than one national language.  In fact, one might easily and rightfully claim that any American chauvinist would, by definition, be required to support vast and unimaginable diversity.  The United States was founded on that very idea.  In this sense, what I long for is a legal, federal, required, national language composition.  English would be a compulsory ingredient.

Because the vast majority of Americans speaks the language, all citizens should be functionally literate with the tongue, including being able to process the language in both written and verbal form, and doing so comparable to at least a sixth-grade level.  But let’s not be so daft as to assume I advocate shielding Americans from having to learn more than one language.  In fact, especially in light of my own languished linguistic legerdemain, obviously I readily advocate the educational requirement that all children learn at least two, preferably three languages before receiving a diploma.  Many were the times when I would ponder our apparent lack of interest in this kind of cultural diversity and understanding.  In that sense, we have always been a xenophobic nation that shunned the very multiculturalism upon which the United States was built.  Now would be a great time to change that through a national language initiative.

Standardize the language requirements for all citizens and immigrants with that spoken by almost all Americans and in which we conduct all of the people’s business.  Add to that the modification of our national education requirements to include a much expanded lingual stipulation.

Still, I see no critical need for more than one national language.  Educational requirements are quite different from citizenship requirements.  While the two should remain at least somewhat complementary, neither should directly equal the other for obvious reasons.  There is no doubt almost all Americans passably speak English already.  There is no doubt our entire infrastructure rests on the language.  Let that be the required vernacular.  While we’re meddling with the situation, let us also endorse requiring students to expand their language capacities in order to graduate high school.

After all, both items happen throughout the world right now without significantly increasing the incidence of exploding heads among those same populations.

All is not as it seems

One might assume from the photo below that Kazon is lounging about enjoying a lazy afternoon.  One would be wrong in making that assumption.

Kazon resting in the living room, but is he really resting? (145_4527)

If he’s not resting, what is he doing?

He’s keeping an eye on Wylie who was staying with us for a time while Rick was out of town and there was construction going on at his house.

Kazon keeping an eye on Wylie (145_4526)

Before you panic about my having a large dog at home with The Kids, don’t worry.  Wylie loves cats (actually, he loves all animals).  He would never hurt them.  In fact, all he wants to do is play with them and hang out with them and be friends.  The Kids, on the other hand, are not quite sure what to make of the huge beast.

Kazon just doesn’t trust Wylie, although he’s not terribly frightened by him either.  He keeps the dog at arm’s length with much puffing up, posturing, and even a strategic hiss here and there.  Essentially, Kazon “guards” the dog and keeps an eye on him at all times.

Kako absolutely doesn’t trust Wylie.  She avoids him but doesn’t run and hide.  She’ll even approach and investigate him if he’s still long enough and she feels it’s safe.

Grendel, in his infinitely laid-back approach to life, simply doesn’t care much either way.  He still does his own thing and pretty much just leaves Wylie alone.  It’s more like a “Whatever.  Just don’t step on me.” relationship from Grendel’s perspective.  Of course, Grendel fears nothing, has never met a stranger, and doesn’t get stressed about much of anything.  To him, at least right now, Wylie is nothing more than a curiosity.

Loki sees Wylie as a threat and has to be restrained (i.e., kept at bay and in check).  He hunts Wylie and tries diligently to do harm to the dog.  Wylie, in turn, now realizes he should give Loki a wide berth lest he get bloodied by constant claw attacks (which has happened before).

Wylie spent a few nights here and there were no major altercations.  In fact, I bring Wylie home with me when the opportunity presents itself.  This has done much to get The Kids acclimated to him and he to them.  Sure, there are times when a dog that large poses a threat just through simple play, but monitored activities are the best way to ensure everyone learns the limits of interaction.

I was a slacker

Despite promises to the contrary, I ran out of time and wasn’t able to get any posts scheduled for yesterday.  In hindsight, it was relaxing to set aside the day and just not worry about blogging.  Mind you, I was out of town and had no ability to develop content anyway.

I’ll get caught up today, so you can definitely expect some posts.