Posted on 05/27/2007 5:07:21 AM PDT by Kid Shelleen
The great "Wopburger" controversy is nearing its end - for now - as it will remain on the menu at the Blue Parrot restaurant in Louisville.
For those of you distressed that somewhere someone is offended by disobedient language, it's sad news.
For the rest of us, not so much.
"Wop," of course, is an epithet occasionally used to slur Italian Americans. Some say it originates from those immigrants who were here "without papers," and others claim it comes from the Italian word "guappo."
Regardless, these paperless immigrants would later realize the American dream - many partaking in the great national tradition of forming not-for-profit advocacy groups.
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I have a friend that refers to canned biscuits as wops. You know you wop them on the counter to open. Not funny, I know!
I thought “wop” was the sound a flat tire makes as it rolls along: “Wop, wop, wop.”
LOL! That too!
I’ll take a wopburger medium well with extra pickles.
The problem for “liberals” of Italian descent is that there is in fact little in the way of true victimhood to point to.
Italian Americans, as a group, sit at about the middle of the socioeconomic scale, with slightly higher levels of education and slightly lower rates of crime and suicide than the American population on average.
With real discrimination pretty much a thing of the past, the best an Italian American “liberal” can point to is the occasional old ethnic joke or maybe if they’re lucky, a wopbuger on the menu.
best laugh I have had all night, thx.
And to think it took someone 80 years to suddenly become offended by the name of a burger.
I’ve heard it as two insults in one: “da-go wop, wop, wop.”
I think the link has changed. What’s in the wopburger?
Even I am not offended by that name. Make mine medium rare and hold the fries.
Growing up as an Italian-American, whose family, while keeping their own culture prevalent in the home, managed to assimilate and do very well as Americans, the whole WOP and Guinea thing never really bothered me. What did bother me (not so much make me mad, but make me roll my eyes and walk away) was everyone assuming that because my family was very Italian at home and from the Northeast, that we all must somehow be in the Mafia. That wore on me as I got older.
I feel your pain, friend.
Our family is of Irish extraction, so everyone assumes we’re a pile of drunks.
Now excuse me while I go have a glass of breakfast...
Dago thru mud, dago thru slush, dago thru snow and ice....patented bootheel design
An' when dago flat...dago wop, wop wop!
I know lots of Italian jokes and Polish jokes. Being from Chicago, we never told Irish jokes; we just reelected them every four years.
It’s a good thing for McDonald’s that Irish-Americans didn’t object to the Big Mac (Big “Mic”) . . .
That is a smart way to deal with such stereotypes, which in most cases arise from ignorance, not malice. You don’t let these people rattle you: just calmly continue going about your business, and when you have a minute, arrange to have them whacked.
;-)
I think”Wopburger”is rather benign.
Yet what would happen if a restaurant started offering”coonburgers”,”kike salads”,”spic on a stick”,etc.?
I think the reaction would be quite a bit different then.
...everyone assuming that because my family was very Italian at home and from the Northeast, that we all must somehow be in the Mafia. That wore on me as I got older.
I assume they avoided getting you angry!
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