I realized today that being an American doesn't really mean much to me personally. I belong to a bunch of groups... I identify myself as a woman, a liberal... and those means something... In fact, being a Thespian and a pseudo-neo-Bohemian means more to me than being an American does.
My mother says that American men are taught a sense of entitlement that American women don't experience... but the girl in my history class is as capable of backlash (the anti-pendulum p.o.v.) as Pat Buchanan... so I'm not sure gender really enters into it. You either have a sense of entitlement, a sense of what it means to be an American, or you don't. Or, more likely, you have a sense of what it means (probably along the lines of "fortunate"), but you don't allow it to control your life, and you don't use your culture to justify that which is not justifiable. Yeah, that's definitely more likely.
Everyone read previous comments strings, because I just responded to some of them yesterday. Sorry.
Tomorrow (Wednesday) night, they're showing American History X for FREE at the Normal Theatre, and Guerilla is performing beforehand (at 7:00). Try to come.
Right now I'm going to dash to Dan's and watch tonight's Buffy, which I missed while arguing about whether or not "American" is an ethnicity. Grrrr, arrrrrgh.
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