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I have an anecdote, although I’ll beg the forgiveness of you all before I defend my point… It refers to me, Canadian, as a tourist in America.
I went down the Eastern seaboard a few years ago with my family. My stepfather is from Pennsylvania; the rest of my family are Newfoundlanders, like me. I enjoyed the trip, got to see many different States (Maine was the furthest south we’d gone up til then… its much like Canada, bigger blueberries though) So seeing the differences from State to State was interesting; especially private trailer parks where no pets were allowed (!!), I think that was New Hampshire. ANYWAY, when we got on the road from Lancaster, we headed south again, until we just passed into northern Georgia. There, we stopped at a small gas station and filled our motorhome.
I did the honours (Yes, I spelled that right). As I was standing next to the pump, a man pulled up in a chevy pickup, and started to fill up on the other side of the island. Noticing the license plate on our vehicle, he started to talk to me.
“Oh, y’all frahm New-FOUND-land?” says he.
“We are,” I replied, “Just visiting your country for a couple of weeks.”
“Wahl, Ah wuz stationed in Ah-gent-iah durin’ the Wahr. [Note: Argentia was one of several American owned and operated bases in Newfoundland, c. WW2. It was strictly a naval base, and also the last to formally close, in the early 1990’s] Boy, Ah’ll tell ya, I wuz there in thuh wintah of '43… and Ah’ve nevah seen so much snow in muh lahfe. It wuz so cold! Mah, that place musta been North of the Ahtic Circle!” and similar continuing observations about our general climate, geographic location, and the friendliness of the locals. I nodded and smiled; if I had started in my own particular accent, we would have both required interpreters anyway.
But my point: While jealousy has been debated, as a reason for American tourists being (near) universally despised, I think this would only be a partial explanation for their less-than-favored standing. Personally, I’d see it being something much closer to “ignorance”, and I don’t mean that in a totally degrading way. I am personally ignorant of many things about America; I can’t name all the States, nor the capitals of the ones I do know; furthermore, while US TV does wonders for the politics of a country, it doesn’t cover all (and media bias tends to focus on the bad things… murders, crime, etc). I freely admit that I wish I knew more about how Americans choose to celebrate Thanksgiving (foods, customs… heck having a month of “holiday time” seems so extravagent, its seductive)
This Georgian I met… I have to use him as a general, un-solicited model for American behaviour, and I realize that he’s probably not indicative in and of himself, but its this ignorance of “basics” that tourists get themselves in trouble over… that I think has been expressed time and time again in the posts here. The problem is that “basics” are relative. What’s “kosher” here is “taboo” there, and so forth.
Now, I also think that, as a navy man, this guy should have had a better understanding of where Newfoundland, and particularly Argentia, IS. And we tend to exagerrate things over time, a good story like that darn-near demands a little glitz (15 feet of snow! in 3 hours it fell, Ah swear!) The view that “Its Canadian, its therefore snow-covered” is nothing new, either.
If you want an idea to chew on, think about WW2… why did the US enter? Because it was defending the free world, and by putting the lives of young americans on the line, its own right to defend its constitution against the likes of Nazism and facism? YES, thats why, but ONLY after it was attacked. I’ll give you folks that; since that war, I’m a lot less able to say there were high-faluting motives like “Liberty, Justice, Freedom of expression” operating in American foreign policy.
There are many things I admire in America and its people; some of your finest hours have been opened to the world as a shared moment, like Neil Armstrong’s step onto the moon after 12 years of frantic space-race. I wish Canada had something like that to rally behind, from time to time, especially as a second generation Canadian (Note: Newfoundland joined Canada in 1949, by referendum). The only thing that has come and gone for our national pride is the Avro Arrow, and that got scrapped by our government. Consequently, some of the greatest minds in aeronautics (and, it turns our, astronautics) emigrated to work for NASA.
I don’t want to appear apologetic, either. I remember clearly, during my own travels in Europe, being told by our tour leader (school-led tour through europe) to prominently display our Canuck flags and not to worry. In Switzerland, we ran into a tour group from Florida, on the top of a mountain outside Luzern (again, my own ignorance is evident, I can’t remember the name of the mountain). A time of national pride, that… snowballs flew ineffectually at random from the American side, and the Canadians were never in finer form, replying with some beautiful orbs in the face. That evening we re-encountered that group in a restuarant; in the middle of the evening’s entertainment, one vocal girl stood to issue us a challenge to “Any water sport” in which they would kick our asses. We offered to race them in canoes… “Thats not a water sport!” the reply. I, and P.E.Trudeau, might beg to differ.
Regards to my american in-laws,
Jai Pey
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James Parsons
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