Being American Sucks!

Everybody knows that being a white guy from America is pretty much the lamest thing you can be. There's nothing unique about it at all... I see Americans almost every day. But thanks to geneology, you can find out that you had a great great great grandpa from somewhere in Europe, and then take pride in being something much cooler than American.

I used to know this guy that would show up at the church for basketball every week wearing green socks, green shorts, and Celtic pride tattoos. (Anderson probably remembers his name)Before we ever played basketball, I wrongfully assumed that because he was just a white guy, born and raised in Utah, and had never lived anywhere else ... that he was American. How wrong I was. Not only was he "Irish", but he felt the need to advertise. I really don't know what the hell I am, but whatever it is I really didn't personally do anything to constitute any feelings of "pride".

It's funny how selective people are when it comes to the heritage that they are so proud of. The "Irish" and "Italians" love to advertise. The Polish...not so much. They haven't really carved their niche yet. And nobody is claiming France.

I've always thought that a good rule of thumb is this: If you really only know people in America, if you have only ever lived in America, and your family doesn't speak a different language...you are probably an American. You might have a "cooler" blood line than other people, but maybe you should work on finding something more interesting about yourself. Living vicariously through your dead great grandparents doesn't make you as interesting as you think it does. Besides, America is great. We have the freedom to misrepresent ourselves through ugly tattoos, however and whenever we choose.