Heh.Madmoonie wrote:TACOS, ENCHALADAS, AND BURRITOES ARE NOW AVAILIBLE AT THE RODEO! RIGHT NEXT TO THE WURSTFEST TENT WITH THE BEER AND SAUSAGE!
Ahem....I'm from Texas. German and Mexican culture make a wonderful food selection in my hometown. I was trying to provide insight into how they affected my vernacular. Especially the way I phoenetically pronouce the words 'tacos, enchalads, burritos, tamales, and guadelope.
Reminds me of something I said to a Polish friend of mine over on Spacebattles.com that managed to utterly infuriate him.
Using Nikolai Tesla as an example, I pointed out that Americans have invented everything.
He "looked" at me blankly, and demanded to know how I could believe that.
I informed him that once someone overseas invents something. we retroactively declare their parents honorary Americans. Therefore, when they were born, they were born to American citizens who just happened to be living overseas, so they were born American.
By that logic, Louis Pasture was an American, not French. Tesla was an American, not a Serb. Hell, Socrates was an American!
Let's suppose that Catherine_Puce invents something important. We'll just declare her parents American citizens retroactively, then state proudly that the (whatever) was invented by an American citizen, and claim all the credit for ourselves. After all, it wasn't her fault that her parents were careless enough to be overseas when they birthed her, instead of in America, as our Manifest Destiny clearly states they should have been.
In short, if you're a valuable person, we'll claim you and declare you an American, thereby allowing us to take all the credit. If you're not valuable... eh, who cares?
Like spaghetti... We've retroactively given it American citizenship, so it's an American dish that was *accidentally* born overseas, instead of here where it rightfully belongs. Same with pizza, the bratwurst, the hamburger, hungarian gulash, possibly sushi (it's on the iffy list) and so on.
Ahh.. American arrogance. It's so REFRESHING! I feel positively Roman! Someone fetch me my toga, I'm heading for the Senate!