The following reflects numerous conversations, almost to the precise wording, that I have had with citizens of France over the course of many years.
Q: Are you British or are you American?
A: I am human.
Q: What do you do for a living?
A: I used to be a producer now I work as an artist.
Q: Ooh, but what type of artist?
A: I take photographs, I write and I paint.
Q: Oh you paint. But what do you paint, what style?
A: Abstract Expressionism mostly
Q: And you are Franco-American? Ah, but were your parents French?
A: My mother was from France, with Russian and Polish roots.
Q: Ok, but your father, what was he?
A: He was from America with German roots.
Q: So, do you have both passports?
A: Yes, I have dual-citizenship. Excuse me but why is it so important for you to know about my parents?
Q: Because I must know who I am speaking to. I want to know if you come from 'zerr' aristocracy.
A: (end of discussion)
What does 'being an American' mean today?
This planet would be far better off if its tenants ceased using highly generalized, artificial concepts of nation, to segregate themselves, like one football team from another. Why on earth can't humans be loyal to and fans of the world? Answer: because that way wouldn't serve the power hungry/ruling minority. Hence, the beat, I mean, the programming goes on. Surprisingly, the unfurling of this campaign's rippling absurdity may lead to the fashioning of a new and more worthwhile notion of freedom and fraternity. May the mop-heads meltdown to their core so that we may start anew. E