I. and I "broke up" over coffee last Friday afternoon and I went to Elysian Park playground by myself. I couldn't take the anti-American sentiment anymore, of a magnitude I hadn't encountered since I dated a G.I. when I was 16 and was called an "ami slut" by the local townsfolk who were sick of their prettiest girls running off to California with surfer dudes who had enrolled in the military to get college money. (and they didn't like those Pershings much, I guess). BUT seriously, I can stomach only so much of:
Americans are dumb.
Every other American is an asshole.
Americans eat crap.
You can only buy cheap shit here.
There is no architecture.
LA is ugly.
American bands are all influenced by country.
American film sucks.
There are no good American artists.
American schools suck.
There is no American fashion unless it's rap culture.
Americans are superficial.
Need I go on?
I've had it. Go back to your euro techno and arrogant architect fucks and shoveling snow.
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