Dot Com Indians

I hate the fact that I don't like dot.com Indians. I also must admit that every single dot.com Indian that I have met and worked with are the kindest people you would ever meet. For those not effected by the mass out sourcing of hi -tech jobs in America I should take second to define dot.com Indians...

They are gentle a, kind hearted group of people from India who fill our suburbs, shop in our stores who have been trained from the minute they have set foot on this good earth to program computers faster and more efficiently than we here in the bloated United States can compete with. I admire every single one of them and loathe them in the same breath. To a man, and in a rare case a woman, they look like the rest of us ignoring the fact that the porn mustache went out of fashion in the late eighties.

They walk our streets critiquing our India restaurants that we have come to love and savior and cling to with passion that American Urban sprawl that we as enlightened Americans have have evolved to detest. I hate the fact that they have become the Americans we used to be.