|Let Freedom (and Roses) Ring!!!
||[Feb. 16th, 2006|03:52 pm]
At last, I have found common ground on which Americans and Iranians can build a relationship, a foundation that we share.
We have an equal ability to be ridiculously petty over the damnedest things.
At the start of the Iraq war, in protest against Gallic disapproval of our invasion, restaurants from sea to shining sea - including the Congressional cafeteria - labeled French Fries as "Freedom Fries."
Now, Iranians are referring to a much-beloved pastry not as a "Danish," but as "Roses of the Prophet Muhammad."
I'm hoping that comes more trippingly off the tongue in the native language.
I love stuff like this, because it reminds us that these people are not so different as we. Sure, burning down the local KFC over a cartoon is a little crazy (okay, a lot crazy), but when they do something so similar to the goofy crap we've pulled, our eye-rolling and chuckles are tempered by the memory of the same ridiculous behavior carried out on our own shores. It's crazy, yeah. But it's a crazy we know.
And doesn't that make you feel better?
Not as much as you might think.
Yep, stupid knows no boundaries...
Right-wing nutjobs are the same the world over.
Somehow, knowing that everyone is crazy isn't very comforting.
You know what's next, don't you?
The Iranian equivalent of the No Spin Zone will begin selling Boycott Denmark bumper stickers.
Oooo, good point! Death to protestors - through heart disease. ;-)
I mean, don't take this the wrong way or anything, but a realisation like, "Iranians are just as retarded as Americans," isn't exactly one the rest of us are going to be thrilled with.
We forgive America for being the way America is. We make fond jokes with phrases like, "Only in America." When Americans do it, we can say to ourselves: Okay, the Freedom Fries thing was childish and stupid, but it's America; while the majority of Americans who actually travel outside America and who you meet on the Internet are great people, more likeable than most, for some reason America, taken as a national entity, is like a giant four-year-old that owns nukes; terrifying, but we're used to it.
Note: You'll quite possibly find this offensive, and if so I apologise for the offence, but it's kind of the image America has; it's not *your* fault, since, you know, I'm reasonably sure you didn't vote for Bush. This image tends to get fostered by your presidents. In my lifetime your presidents have been Reagan/Bush Sr/Clinton/Bush Jr; the only one of those the rest of us thought reasonably well of was Clinton, and then all his international good PR was spoiled by the fact that the entire nation apparently had a spasm about his sex life. So it's your media's fault too.
What makes it okay is that Americans, we are confident, are basically good, well-meaning people.
We do not have such confidence about people who riot and torch buildings to prove what peace-loving, rational people they are after a cartoon is published which alludes to the link between fundamentalist Islam and terrorism. Americans, as a rule, don't chuck giant snits when we make fun of them, even when they deserve it less. Heck, they even acknowledge it and join in when they realise they've given us free material like Freedom Fries or The Jerry Springer Show...
Um, I was being tongue-in-cheek.
I thought the freedom fries thing was silly, but it was funny. And if all these guys did was rename Danish pastries, I'd laugh and cheer them on. It's the whole burning/rioting/killing thing that's turning me off...
See, we can all get along if we acknowledge our common enemy:
Wow, stupidity knows no nationality...
Funny how that works, huh?
I hate the French as much as the next guy but they are still French Fries darnit. :p