Posted: 11/11/2012 3:13:12 AM EDT
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I was born here, my parents were born here, by mother's parents were 50-50 born here. My dad's parents were 50-? (we don't know who the fahter was, grandma was a floozy) Sounds like Grandma knew how to have fun back in her day 
My maternal Grandfather came over here from East Prussia in the 50s. |
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Pie. I have lived all over the world, and have met people on the other side of the planet who have never set foot on American soil yet appreciate our country, our values, and our way of life far more than the majority of the useless boot lickers and entitlement whores that were born here. I have never fallen into the belief that Americans were truly getting lazy, that Americans were really falling behind, but alas they are. The American birthright was once the knowledge that no matter where you were from, who your parents were you had a chance, with enough hard work and dedication you could grab that brass ring. Today the American Birthright is foodstamps, section 8 housing and energy assistance. Don't be fooled, don't look at the youngest generation of adults and point your bony finger, they are the product, it was their parents that instilled these values into them, it was previous generations that decided instead of a healthy economy and prosperous business environment that we would have mediocrity for all, that it was OK to reward idleness with a comfortable living. We are one of the few countries on the planet where the poor are taught from a young age that work and industry are obsolete, that they deserve to be fed and sheltered as a privilege of being born. In most places a man who doesn't bother to work goes hungry, he has no place to rest, in most places survival itself is a motivator, but not here. |
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Born in France, to a French mother and an American expat. Dad filed with the embassy so I could have American citizenship too, though we had no plans to leave home. Then they changed their minds and brought me here. I hated American at first. I was so pissed for a long time. Miserable. Then as an adult, I realized America had grown on me and I wasn't comfortable at home any more. So now I'm a real American and terribly French except culturally. |