Or “Why Donald Trump cannot make America Great again” ***<\/p>\n
This afternoon, I pushed my tired body to Five guys at around 3:30 pm. I assume most people know Five Guys is a high end national burger chain, loosely similar to In-N-Out<\/p>\n
As I was enjoying my salty, greasy meal, three people sat down next to me. I can’t pin them down better than to say they were Asian. They might have been Hmong or maybe Japanese. The exactly ethnic group is not that important.<\/p>\n
They appeared to be grandpa, father and son. The son was probably around 9 years old. My failing ears perked up when they started quizzing him about factorials. My memory is factorials crept into mathematics in high school, not 3rd grade. Another topic of conversation was grandpa asking his grandson if he has a girlfriend yet.<\/p>\n
A few minutes later, two young professional type women with no children in tow sat down at another table. I’m not quite sure of their topic, but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t bivariant regression analysis. STEM? Right.<\/p>\n
*** unless immigrants save us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Or “Why Donald Trump cannot make America Great again” *** This afternoon, I pushed my tired body to Five guys at around 3:30 pm. I assume most people know Five Guys is a high end national burger chain, loosely similar … Continue reading