Wednesday, 15 July 2020

Twenty-five Log Cabins


It’s said that travel is fatal to prejudice. I’ll go one step further. I think you can’t really know your own country until you’ve seen it through foreign eyes. When we lived in England, nearly everyone we knew had been to the United States at least once. They’d visited New York or Las Vegas or Disney World; sometimes all three. They’re unanimous in the things they dislike: our healthcare system sucks. Restaurant portions are laughably huge. And the peek-through stalls in public restrooms are downright creepy. But they’re generous with their praise as well: no country on earth has better accommodations for the handicapped. We, as a people, are typically well-educated, friendly and optimistic. We demand variety in our entertainment: concerts, museums, shows, theme parks, movies, sports, arcades, etc. We’re a creative, industrious people, and we’ve developed a culture of freedom. We’re allowed – no, expected – to be watchful and openly critical of our own leaders.

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