What is the truest definition of Globalization?

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Globalisation is rubbish. I once got taken to this place called a “sushi bar”. Do you know what it was like? You’ll not believe this – are you ready? They were trying to sell people raw fish on a conveyor belt! Mental!

Obviously, my missus objected to me making a scene but I demanded to see the manager to sort this out. Out he trots and I ask him what kind of place he thinks he’s running and he tells me that it’s supposed to be like this because it’s “Japanese cuisine”.

“Listen mate, we’re not in your crackers, tinpot country now you know! Now get me a nice but of haddock fried up with some chips and mushy peas, and none of your backchat.” At which point I was told I should leave and the bird accused me of ruining everything again.

Globalisation, what a load of nonsense.

@sickofitall wrote:

Globalisation is rubbish. I once got taken to this place called a “sushi bar”. Do you know what it was like? You’ll not believe this – are you ready? They were trying to sell people raw fish on a conveyor belt! Mental!

Obviously, my missus objected to me making a scene but I demanded to see the manager to sort this out. Out he trots and I ask him what kind of place he thinks he’s running and he tells me that it’s supposed to be like this because it’s “Japanese cuisine”.

“Listen mate, we’re not in your crackers, tinpot country now you know! Now get me a nice but of haddock fried up with some chips and mushy peas, and none of your backchat.” At which point I was told I should leave and the bird accused me of ruining everything again.

Globalisation, what a load of nonsense.

Fucking Japanese losers. Raw fish on a conveyor belt? They’ve probably not even discovered fire, or waiters yet. If any Japanese come looking for a fight I’ll just use a mirror to show them their own reflections and they’ll think I’ve stolen their souls. Saps.

Actually I’m very much against globalisation. When I was in Canada a few years back a mate and I were in Vancouver and we accidentally wandered into a anti war march. Actually the march was pretty much anti-everything and part of it was anti globalisation too. It wasn’t until we’d all jeered and booed at Gap, then Costa Coffee, then StarBucks and a McDonalds did we realise that we shouldn’t really be carrying carrier bags full of war films with ‘Virgin’ written on them.

The march finished with an open air concert where the opening song was about the Police being facists and how all wars are fought to line the pockets of capitalist businessmen.

Actually thinking back, it was a complete fucking waste of our time. But there were a couple of girls with pink and jet black hair that we completely failed to get off with. The whores.