The exclusive purpose of my strategic relocation to the US, in what I like to remember as the pre 9/11 era, was to sleep with (many) Americans: I always felt they were just sexier. First, Americans are more muscular. Growing up and to some extent nowadays (to the extent that we are not completely polluted by the American culture), muscles are, in Europe, considered to be synonym of hard labor and therefore poverty. Being meak, pasty and frail was the privilege of the people who didn’t need to push carts full of coal in the mine (or whatever the working class does in the mine: I have never been) or work in the fields to feed their family and were able to rely on their intellect (or family fortune in the worst, albeit common, scenario). I, of course, converted quickly to the new American paradigm that “fit and tan is beautiful” to the point that I joined Results in 2003 (symbolically, I don’t go there). The second explanation is that I started drinking more heavily after I reached Ellis Island. The third element of answer is that Americans do not really “feel” (I won’t get here into a complex analysis of the reasons behind their lack of emotion because of a 250 words limitation but will direct you to the roots of Protestantism). And after all, what is sexier than some muscular heretic boy without any personality when you are completely wasted at 3 a.m. in a gay club ?.
Thank you for your attention and see you tomorrow for a special on “Why Americans like X-mas so much”.
I'll be sure to cite you on my immigration law final tomorrow if asked to discuss reasons you people come here.
Posted by: fishwatch/new fagat | Thursday, December 21, 2006 at 11:37 AM
sexier but 'mauvais coup'
Posted by: fan | Thursday, December 21, 2006 at 01:38 PM
Thanks Fie, now i'm blushing.
Posted by: Mark H. | Thursday, December 21, 2006 at 04:33 PM
You told me that meek, frail, and pasty was back in. Now I'm screwed.
Posted by: LL | Thursday, December 21, 2006 at 04:53 PM