Comment US/Europe Commentary (Score 1) 1529
I guess this is kind of a flame. I'm pissed off. If you want to roast me alive for it, go ahead.
I think that after some consideration, I've decided that Europeans have absolutely no place to comment on this matter at all.
My reasoning goes like this: The environment in Europe has become so safe, warm and cuddly that their perspectives have been skewed. European governments will do anything to save you from your own folly, making European life quite emulate grammar school. In some ways this is a credit; the absence of violence and violent media has made Europe a very cozy place, regardless of how Europeans revolt against this trend. However, it also means that Europeans have no understanding of what it means to live in a world where your entire existence is up to you and no one else; where there is no safety net to catch you, should you suddenly and foolishly let go of the trapeze; where if problems occur, you have to solve them yourself. Europeans are resigned to live in a world where the government is this ancient, impenetrable structure that is best left to the politicians, whilst the people go about living their carefree bohemian lifestyles, crying helplessly at the disasters inflicted upon them.
The society inherent in European life tends to make neoliberal coffeehouse invertibrates out of what would normally be a perfectly able and confident adult. When you see the movie/read the book "Fight Club," and you hear the narrator refer to wanting to kill and eat those pandas that refuse to fuck for the preservation of their species, that is honestly sometimes what we think of you. Basically, we're the parents, and you are the kids at college. You've got the time and luxury to sit around having philosophical discussions, but we're working, paying the bills, and doing the chores, and we expect you to be at least slightly grateful.
Americans are hardcore, so are Afghanis. We both know what it's like to have to scrape for a living and avoid getting killed. We may hate each other, but at least we understand one another. What we don't understand is you.
And even when you flame me for saying this, that's exactly how it's going to sound...like some ungrateful 20-something who's a little too wound up in his own world to appreciate the sacrifices his parents make to keep him cozy, lazy, and full of the world's exotic coffees.
In honor of all you shallow motherfuckers, I'm going to call my parents and tell them how much I appreciate their hard work.
I think that after some consideration, I've decided that Europeans have absolutely no place to comment on this matter at all.
My reasoning goes like this: The environment in Europe has become so safe, warm and cuddly that their perspectives have been skewed. European governments will do anything to save you from your own folly, making European life quite emulate grammar school. In some ways this is a credit; the absence of violence and violent media has made Europe a very cozy place, regardless of how Europeans revolt against this trend. However, it also means that Europeans have no understanding of what it means to live in a world where your entire existence is up to you and no one else; where there is no safety net to catch you, should you suddenly and foolishly let go of the trapeze; where if problems occur, you have to solve them yourself. Europeans are resigned to live in a world where the government is this ancient, impenetrable structure that is best left to the politicians, whilst the people go about living their carefree bohemian lifestyles, crying helplessly at the disasters inflicted upon them.
The society inherent in European life tends to make neoliberal coffeehouse invertibrates out of what would normally be a perfectly able and confident adult. When you see the movie/read the book "Fight Club," and you hear the narrator refer to wanting to kill and eat those pandas that refuse to fuck for the preservation of their species, that is honestly sometimes what we think of you. Basically, we're the parents, and you are the kids at college. You've got the time and luxury to sit around having philosophical discussions, but we're working, paying the bills, and doing the chores, and we expect you to be at least slightly grateful.
Americans are hardcore, so are Afghanis. We both know what it's like to have to scrape for a living and avoid getting killed. We may hate each other, but at least we understand one another. What we don't understand is you.
And even when you flame me for saying this, that's exactly how it's going to sound...like some ungrateful 20-something who's a little too wound up in his own world to appreciate the sacrifices his parents make to keep him cozy, lazy, and full of the world's exotic coffees.
In honor of all you shallow motherfuckers, I'm going to call my parents and tell them how much I appreciate their hard work.
