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STOOPID americans.........
Well guess what folks, most, if not all, european countries consider American's as "stupid" Why?
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WGAS what a decadant bunch of self-indulgent effete whiners thinks? |
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We are "stupid" because despite the fact that our country does not have socialized education programs and all the "benefits" of EU countries, our gas is cheaper, our taxes are less, our land is cheaper, we control the world's food, and despite all of us being "stupid", we are the biggest destination for immigrants worldwide. While our population soars, countries like Italy pout as their population decline.
Like when the bigger kid throws the smartass kid in the sand at the playground, the little whiner can only say "Well...your stupid!"
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So far this thread only reinforces that image. That and the poor academic standard of US public schools which really shows in any international student competition. Heck I read somewhere 1/10 Americans can't even find the US on a world map.
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Quality of living is declined for most, but living quality for the elite has never in history been higher.....are you one of those? I'm not lazy, or a freeloader....I work 50 hours a week..for you...slave wages to service you....clean your toilet, change your oil, and you pay me peanuts so you can piss on the world!....xuer.mfld......! |
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Quote: "Like when the bigger kid throws the smartass kid in the sand at the playground, the little whiner can only say "Well...your stupid!""
So "Might makes Right" is proof of smart? All our highly educated at Harvard, Yale, and Rhodes Scholars, yada, yada, yet none can see beyond a fight because they think its a zero sum game; when someone wins someone else must loose. Really, are we not smarter than this; or is greed overwhelming? regards, Mark |
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i like my math a little fuzzy.
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Both sides of my family respectively came from Poland and Portugal 1 generation ago, me being the first generation in the United States. The fact that both my respective families could come to the US, become successful, and live comfortably (without college education I might add) dictates the reason why so many people still immigrate to the US of A. When(If) I graduate college, I will be the first person in my family to do so. So BusyBenz, please don't whine to me about being an elitist pig. I am far from it. All I can say in the US's defense is if it is so bad, why do so many people come to the US each year, more so than the combined annual immigrations into all major European countries? I know for a fact that Italy, Russia, and the Scandinavian countries are starting to experience negative population growth rates. Where will all their "equality" and "socialized medicine" be when there is no one to use it?
Face it, we have it better than most, and the reason we are "stupid" is jealously as well as the admittedly foolish actions in Iraq in recent years. We weren't "stupid" after WWI, or WWII, the current situation our president has placed us in dictates the reason our neighbors find us "stupid" Yet they keep coming in! BTW I change my own oil and clean my own toilets..your preaching to the choir.
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Somebody compair US students grades to Japans grades... I'm begging you... The reason "we're" so stupid (as students) is because of the druggys, slackers, and just stupid for no reason kids that are kept at school untill theyre 18. Read somewhere else theyre not like that across the puddle... They pull you aside and say your not smart enough to continue, and heres what your going to be doing for the rest of your life. Quote:
Anyways, thats my rant... Take care ~Nate
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American Psychoanalyst
In his new book, rock-star French philosophe Bernard-Henri Lévy hits Route 66. With his driver. By Carl Swanson (Photo credit: Sean Kernan) French celebrity intellectual Bernard-Henri Lévy has certain things he wants to say to America, and he wouldn’t mind saying them on The Daily Show. “Jon Stewart for me is the best,” he says. “There is nothing equivalent in France. I often read that in America there is nothing similar to BHL. So it could be a good combination.” If you’ve never heard the initials BHL, which is what Lévy tends to go by, if you’ve missed his appearances on Charlie Rose or this year’s Vanity Fair best-dressed list, he’s hoping that will change with the publication this month of his new book, American Vertigo. In it, he travels the United States “in the footsteps of Tocqueville.” The trip was the idea of the Atlantic Monthly, which serialized his observations and hired a young assistant to chauffeur him down the open road because BHL doesn’t drive. (“It’s my infirmity,” he apologizes.) The book, his 30th and the first to be published in the United States before France, is a somewhat expanded collection of those dispatches. “The trip was under three shadows,” BHL explains. “The shadow of the war in Iraq, the shadow of an election, and the shadow of Katrina,” although the hurricane hadn’t struck at the time he wrote the book. “The anti-ci-pated shadow of Katrina, as you see. I was in New Orleans four or five months before Katrina, and I more or less foresee what is going to happen.” BHL, 57, is not a man particularly encumbered by modesty. When he comes downstairs from his room at the Carlyle—where he’s stayed whenever he’s been in town for the past 30 years—he’s wearing a black velvet jacket and a white shirt unbuttoned, as is his habit, to display his tanned chest. A self-described “Baudelairean,” he is adamantly libertine, with a long history of mistresses. He’s also clearly rich—his father owned a large lumber concern, and BHL owns a palace in Morocco and is married to the extraterrestrially beautiful actress Arielle Dombasle. As a sort of Parisian amalgam of Susan Sontag and Warren Beatty, he’s sometimes referred to in France as—trailing Nietzsche here, not DC Comics—“Superman” by admirers and detractors alike. In his daughter Justine Lévy’s 2004 novel, Nothing Serious, the main character, Louise—a writer who wants desperately to please her father, “BHL”—gets addicted to amphetamines, which she’d seen him take to write more quickly. On them, she becomes “Superlouise,” with “direct access to Dad’s cortex.” (BHL denies it’s a tell-all: “My daughter is a writer. The more she reveals, the more she hides.”) At 29, Bernard-Henri Lévy took the first major step toward becoming BHL when he published a book, called Barbarism With a Human Face, attacking his fellow intellectuals’ fascination with Marxism. It established the patterns of his life and notoriety: anti-totalitarian, internationalist, atheist, and what he calls “anti-anti-American.” (He later wrote a book about how the French are “wired for Fascism.”) In 2002, he went to Pakistan and wrote a book called Who Killed Daniel Pearl?, about the Wall Street Journal reporter, which is how he caught the attention of the Atlantic, which was looking for a suitable Frenchman to do a post-9/11 Tocqueville. “It is not a book of philosophy,” BHL says, between digging for cashews out of the bowl of mixed nuts. “Because it’s journalism, it is literature, it is funny—I hope you laugh sometimes. But it is a philosophical work in spite of being journalistic, comic, and so on. C’est un geste philosophique—a philosophical gesture.” He set out to uncover America’s “crisis of identity. The most powerful country in the world does not know what it is, it feels itself in a deep trauma, a deep neurosis. It was interesting to go behind the curtain.” A van full of French filmmakers followed him the whole trip, so there’ll be a documentary as well. Synergie! American Vertigo, while somewhat adhering to the “footsteps of Tocqueville,” careers around, allowing him to drag the ironies out of Cooperstown (which he describes as a church), a suburban Chicago megachurch (“neo-paganist”), an anti-Semitic Indian leader, the Mall of America (“a church,” again), John Kerry (“a European at heart”), and a big retirement community (it reminds him of apartheid). He visits with clueless Hollywood liberal Sharon Stone (whom he manages to observe crossing her legs) and finds Las Vegas strippers mechanically standoffish (“the wretchedness of Eros in the land of the Puritans”). In Michigan, he marvels at the solidity of the American identity among Arab immigrants. (The book was finished before the riots broke out in Paris: “We have our crisis there, sure,” he says. “You had your riots in the nineties.”) In Dallas, at the assassination site of JFK, he wonders, “What is a myth that you no longer believe in that still functions?” And amid all that is what seems to be his conclusion: that America is a curious sort of empire—not at all like Rome at its zenith or decline—with a particular character of individualism that he hopes will cause the country to do the good it could do in the world. He’s disappointed that we aren’t living up to our noblesse oblige responsibilities. “The reason I am so angry against neoconservatives is that they spoiled the very idea of intervention,” says the self-described Wilsonian. And he’s flabbergasted that the American left can be so accommodating to the puritanism of the right. There is, in fact, for a secular blue-stater, little in this book to disagree with: It has, at times, the reinforcement-of-a-worldview pleasures of a well-argued Frank Rich column, or, for that matter, The Daily Show. So is his goal with American Vertigo to become BHL in America, a branded public intellectual? “No comment,” he says, punching my shoulder lightly. “What I would like is if I could participate in the ideological intellectual debate here and contribute in a slight way.” Still, he’s not going to move here. This is, after all, a man with many mistresses, and this country is just one of them. But, in the end, what did he like best about the U.S.? “Everything, my dear. I will tell you. Sometimes in your private life you have a mistress you love, love being with. You spend time to time in a grand hotel, with good room service, great champagne, and you separate—and when you are really in love with her, you inevitably think, Could I wake up with her, near her every morning? And then you try it. This is exactly what I did in America. America was a great mistress. I had a great **** with America. It was like a weekend in the Hotel du Cap.” |
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