Google Stereotypes (tm)? Google Oracle (tm)? →[More:] So I'm doing some research tonight online, and one of the things I sometimes do is just type in a full question, knowing that someone somewhere may have used my question as a text string.
And I noticed that Google was giving me some autofill responses to my question, no doubt based on common searches. To wit:
I typed
Why are a-
and Google offered
Why are Asians so short
Why are all the black kids sitting together in the cafeteria
Why are apples good for you
Why are almonds good for you
Why are Asians so smart
Why are Americans so fat
Why are Asians so skinny...
Intrigued, I tried typing "Why are Asians" and got this:
Why are Asians so short
...so smart
...bad drivers
...good at math
...women so hot
...elephants endangered
Hm. More questions. Google is a fount of information about the most popular stereotypes. It's not too hard to pick your favorite group and learn what people want to know about them (Why are the Irish so thick, drunks, Catholic, lucky impervious to psychoanalysis? Why are whites superior, so racist, called crackers, so afraid of black people, so stupid, so evil?) People apparently wonder why:
Americans are fat, stupid, obese, afraid of socialism, dumb, ignorant, called Yanks.
People wonder why New Yorkers are rude,
so rude, and so damn competitive; why men are attracted to breasts, so stupid, jerks, attracted to women, afraid of committment, and players. They wonder why girls are mean, confusing, complicated, emotional, always cold, and stupid. Some wonder why parents are mean, annoying, strict, overprotective, unfair, and against tattoos.
Perhaps it's not so much Google Stereotypes
TM as Google Oracle
TM, because if you keep starting questions, you reach some deep ones. People ponder why love is so confusing, so painful, difficult, hard? And they wonder why is marriage so important, so important to women, a sacrament, so hard, so boring?
They wonder why do men have nipples, why do cats purr, why do dogs eat poop, why do we dream, why do men cheat, why does my eye twitch, why do we yawn, why do we celebrate St. Patrick's Day?
They wonder: should I refninance my mortgage, should I call him, should I shave my pubic hair, should I declare bankruptcy?
They muse: What if we didn't go green? What if we didn't have a moon? What if we didn't have plate tectonics? What if we didn't bail out the banks? What if we did nothing? What if we didn't drop the atomic bomb?
They plead: Why can't I be happy? Why can't I be happy in a relationship? Why can't I be happy for other people? Why can't I be happy with what I have?
They sit awake at their terminals earnestly and privately querying: Why do I fart so much? Why do I owe taxes? Why do I have green poop? Why do I love you? Why do I sweat so much? Why do I have no friends? Why do I sleep so much? Why do I bruise easily? What do I do with my life? What do I do if my iPod freezes? What do I do if my dog eats chocolate? What do I do with my life? What do I do with my hair? What do I do if I'm pregnant? Does he ever think about me, does he even love me, does he even miss me? Does Shamwow work? Does hydroxycut work?
I feel like Google let me accidentally lift a lid and look at all the squirming humanity under there, full of secret questions and strange fears. Poor humans, with all their crazy problems, confused and alone. I want to tell everyone not to worry and to try to understand one another. It's all going to be all right.
Whew.
try it, you'll see