Happy Fourth! And now....a question...

[tabaqui]

Hello. Yes, another ficless update! Aren't i cool.

Anyway - Cat and i were talking and Cat was wondering something and now i'm wondering it so...

If you are from the UK, is there some lingering...national sentiment that sure, they've got James Marsters and Supernatural and 31 Flavors but...that should all be *ours! ours!!* those rat bastards?

I personally cannot conceive of such a thing but...does such a sentiment exist anywhere? When Bollywood tosses out hottie singing guys in eyeliner and chicks who are just so curvey and perfect is there a smoldering *grrrrr* anywhere?

Idle curiousity, folks. I think the answers are gonna be fun. If i get any.

And hey - now's your chance to tell me *every tiny thing* about America that bugs the crap out of you!

*just for the record, i despise The Shrub*
*so you'll be preachin' to the choir on *that* subject*

In other news? Deadwood!!!
OMFGILUFFIT!!!
*smoooches killerweasel*

Comments

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I'm just totally butting in all over tabaqui's post, but that's my right as an American. Freedom of speech and all.
*rolls eyes*

I love visiting the US but wouldn't want to live there. Which seems to upset Americans when I say that. But then it always surprises me to get asked the question in the first place. We don't ask visitors to the UK if they want to move here, maybe because we don't see it as the centre of the universe, like some Americans view their own country.

Expecting people from other countries to want to live in the US is a slightly less rabid form of nationalism (surely one of the worst -isms ever spawned) that most Americans, to one extent or another probably suffer from.

We Americans get spoonfed all sorts of outrageous twaddle at an early age, all of it amounting to: America rocks, and everyone who isn't insane, stupid,or a commie wants to live here.

To hear someone, even someone from another powerful, English-speaking nation (such as England, hee!), say they aren't flocking to the shores of freedom, the *coughs* bosom of democracy is upsetting and puzzling. It's like hearing a toddler cuss you out--disturbing on many levels and a megaton bomb to your good day.

I mean, imagine growing up thinking you're at the center of the world, only to realize that the world? Don't see it that way.

That's gotta be a blow.

New York City kids grow up hearing it a bit differently: screw the rest of the US. Without NYC, there'd be nothing worth seeing in the US--except maybe Hollywood, if you're into big fake boobs, cellphones and salon tans--unless you're into natural wonders like the Grand Canyon and stuff.

It's an undentable pride in our city/culture/accents/people/pizza, which is surely superior to any other city/culture/accents/people/pizza on the planet. And we figure people from London, Paris, Tokyo and other world cities naturally feel the same way about where they live, even though, of course, they're completely mistaken.

*shrugs*
I mean, I'm quite aware of the narcissism it takes to feel that way for one city--five freakin' borroughs--forget an entire nation. But it's what we grow up hearing and believing, along with the "America Rocks" bullshit. Only, having been to a few states, I must say . . . while NYC will always be the kickassest city on any planet, in any conceivable universe, I could take or leave America as a whole.

And yes, when it comes to rock/alternative, I do think Brits have a leg up on us. The US is turning out some real stinker emo bands, lately. Some good ones, too, but . . . needle in a haystack, ya know?