One of the most salient aspects of Dominican society is that there are
so many Chopos. Everyone knows this. Everyone knows or has atleast seen
a million of them. However, we tend to take this situation for granted and
dismiss it as a mere inconvinience to our eyes.
Most Dominicans are rather confident of their ability to recognize Chopos and to avoid being taken into their chopoistic trance. So the phenomenon does not really arouse much deliberate concern, nor attracts sustained inquires. One merely dismisses them by saying "Que ridiculo."
In consequence, most Dominicans have no clear understanding of what a real Chopo is, why there are so many of them, or the function they serve in society. We lack a conscientiously developed appreciation to why they behave in such ways that seem to contradict every societal norm this country has been adhering to ever since it was founded.
I propose to begin the development of a theoretical understanding of the Chopos. Most Dominicans would classify and define a chopo as "un tigere del barrio que no trabaja y bebe Brugal." While this and a few others are the most common sterotypes, one must not forget what I like to call the "Oblivious chopo." An oblivious chopo takes on many characters and personalities, almost like a schizophrenic. He can be a 40 plus year old fat bastard who has some money and goes out with girls. The problem with this is that he thinks they do it because he has a nice "personality" and because he makes them "laugh." Girls fake laughters like they fake orgasms. The sad thing is, the oblivious chopo will never, ever realize that the only reason why he's not dateless is because girls gotta have fun and get drunk too.
I say this because I was recently in Francifol and saw this ridiculous scenario with the ultimate of chopos. This guy had a huge gut, was semi-well dressed, had a RIDICULOUS tan, and was wearing his shirt collar open, ala Rico Suave. What's worse is that he had half the world's gold supply on his neck. He first ordered a Brugal which his two hot dates quickly turned down. Moments later the mesero brought in a bottle of Johnnie Walker...BLUE. I have never seen a man swallow that hard. The girls danced with him like once...one was on her cell the whole time (who has a 10+ min conversation in a club?) the other was BARELY paying attention to him and slapping his hand everytime he tried to touch her. Pathetic.
Just because you dress well and because you attend classy nightspots and are accompanied by two girls does not make you bearable, as a matter of fact, you're repulsiveness is magnified to the infinite degree. Man, I really dislike these Chopos. Oh well, comedians need joke material I guess.
so many Chopos. Everyone knows this. Everyone knows or has atleast seen
a million of them. However, we tend to take this situation for granted and
dismiss it as a mere inconvinience to our eyes.
Most Dominicans are rather confident of their ability to recognize Chopos and to avoid being taken into their chopoistic trance. So the phenomenon does not really arouse much deliberate concern, nor attracts sustained inquires. One merely dismisses them by saying "Que ridiculo."
In consequence, most Dominicans have no clear understanding of what a real Chopo is, why there are so many of them, or the function they serve in society. We lack a conscientiously developed appreciation to why they behave in such ways that seem to contradict every societal norm this country has been adhering to ever since it was founded.
I propose to begin the development of a theoretical understanding of the Chopos. Most Dominicans would classify and define a chopo as "un tigere del barrio que no trabaja y bebe Brugal." While this and a few others are the most common sterotypes, one must not forget what I like to call the "Oblivious chopo." An oblivious chopo takes on many characters and personalities, almost like a schizophrenic. He can be a 40 plus year old fat bastard who has some money and goes out with girls. The problem with this is that he thinks they do it because he has a nice "personality" and because he makes them "laugh." Girls fake laughters like they fake orgasms. The sad thing is, the oblivious chopo will never, ever realize that the only reason why he's not dateless is because girls gotta have fun and get drunk too.
I say this because I was recently in Francifol and saw this ridiculous scenario with the ultimate of chopos. This guy had a huge gut, was semi-well dressed, had a RIDICULOUS tan, and was wearing his shirt collar open, ala Rico Suave. What's worse is that he had half the world's gold supply on his neck. He first ordered a Brugal which his two hot dates quickly turned down. Moments later the mesero brought in a bottle of Johnnie Walker...BLUE. I have never seen a man swallow that hard. The girls danced with him like once...one was on her cell the whole time (who has a 10+ min conversation in a club?) the other was BARELY paying attention to him and slapping his hand everytime he tried to touch her. Pathetic.
Just because you dress well and because you attend classy nightspots and are accompanied by two girls does not make you bearable, as a matter of fact, you're repulsiveness is magnified to the infinite degree. Man, I really dislike these Chopos. Oh well, comedians need joke material I guess.