Coming close on the heels of Andrea Miller's Huffington Post article titled "How to Date an Indian" (an admittedly funny-in-parts, but thoroughly insensitive piece), is this gem of an article in Time magazine: "My Own Private India", by Joel Stein.
Excerpt:
"when I was a kid, a few engineers and doctors from Gujarat moved to Edison because of its proximity to AT&T, good schools and reasonably priced, if slightly deteriorating, post–WW II housing. For a while, we assumed all Indians were geniuses. Then, in the 1980s, the doctors and engineers brought over their merchant cousins, and we were no longer so sure about the genius thing. In the 1990s, the not-as-brilliant merchants brought their even-less-bright cousins, and we started to understand why India is so damn poor."
[Full article]
To round out his incredible performance, this is what Stein had to say on twitter:
Didn't meant to insult Indians with my column this week. Also stupidly assumed their emails would follow that Gandhi non-violence thing
Slow-clap. Bravo.
[via Joshua Topolsky]
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