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Hmm lemmie see..
It's called the pit because it overheats and smells like one in the summer. The air isn't fit for pigs. The tap water tastes like dog shit and make coffee that tastes like brake fluid.
Downtown is filled with students who can't drive and slam on their brakes randomly.
Public transport is filled with felons, illegal and other wheel-challenged persona.
Nightlife consists of talking about work at the the 3-4 bars employed patrons prefer. New immigrants had no life back home and they haven't visited the cities you did in their homeland. Often you must speak their dialect of their language although they've been here for years.
Most San Jose boys grow up dreaming of owning a souped-up Ford pickup truck with Rush blasting from the stereo, while the girls grow up to be obese, bitter secretaries with horribly permed hair and sun-poisoned complexions.
San Jose invented the gesture of saying "How are you" then wincing with agitation when you explain.
Traffic moves at a geological rate from the south county line 130 miles northward on both freeways.
The highest property prices in the land. Million dollars buys a two bedroom house and a Honda sized yard.
As many con artists per acre as many federal prisons.
Centerpiece for "corrosive nihilism" immortalized in the classic file "River's Edge" about a 1981 rape and murder of a 14 year old by her 16 year old unrepentant boyfriend. The incident occurred in a well-off neighborhood and made national headlines when it was learned that the boyfriend bragged about the killing to high school friends and over a period of days took them to the corpse (by the river's edge) and no one reported it to the police.
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