Kim is UnAmerican!
I think one of my good pals at Shocklines whose name rhymes with "label" called me that once, but despite that perception, I really do get all warm and fuzzy and proud about this country pretty frequently. Election night was one time. And when I see the diversity of this country, especially in previously hard-core white-bread neighborhoods, I feel pretty proud and optimistic, at how this country attracts people from so many places - but more particularly, at how it then accepts and even fosters their various cultures and doesn't force them to assimilate completely. So today I was in the town where my grandparents lived. When I was growing up, you would never have seen anyone there but white, Protestants of northern European descent. Today I pulled into a little shopping center there and side by side there wasFranicco's Pizza and Italian RestaurantLi Fun's Chinese RestaurantJean Claude's French Bakery and Pastry ShopOld World Bagels and Deli(Tokyo Plum sushi was a half block down Main Street.)Now, that's pretty nice, I think. Tasty, too.