Posted on 09/09/2002 8:40:44 AM PDT by Behind Liberal Lines
I recently had the opportunity to spend some time with foreign students at Cornell. These were the newbies -- fresh off the plane from almost everywhere: Europe, the Middle East, Asia, Africa. This was not only their first time in America, but some of their first HOURS in America.
I was able to join them during a meal of hot dogs and hamburgers, and it amazed me just how different various places and cultures in the world are. Even after living in Taiwan for a time (and visiting such exotic places as Thailand, the Philippines, Japan, Hong Kong and San Francisco during the same excursion), it was still fascinating to see several young, intelligent individuals who didn't have a clue how to put together a sandwich. I saw a hamburger bun put on top of two loose hot dogs. I saw a single hot dog straddling two hot dog buns and then watched as it was all covered with pasta salad.
Don't get me wrong -- these kids weren't idiots...they had just never seen food like this before. (Sit me down at a table in India in front of a banana leaf with a pile of rice and dollops of condiments and I'd be just as lost.) Or better yet, how did you do the first time you grabbed a pair of chop sticks.
They were a great group, and I had a blast the few days I spent with them.
Then something happened that caused me a moment of pause and put a whole different spin on the situation. One of the students approached me, holding an empty cup, and asked if there was any water to drink. I leaned back, took a look around the room and saw the kitchen. I pointed. "There's a sink in there."
He just looked at me.
Thinking he didn't understand, I got up from the table and escorted him into the kitchen.
"It's okay to drink?" he asked, quite skeptically.
"Yeah. Sure." I filled his cup and handed it to him.
"In my country," he elaborated in a thick, European accent, "you can't drink the water out of sinks."
I explained that clean water was a big deal in America. "Here," I added, "they put signs next to faucets if the water ISN'T drinkable."
Then, a thought occurred to me. I went back into the room and looked around. Despite all of the differences in languages, native cultures and skin color, the one thing all of us in that room DID have in common (other than our inability to "properly" consume each other's cuisines) was that we were all truly excited about being in America. Here was a group of young, vibrant people who, most likely, had no idea what a water fountain was. I suddenly thought of all the many discoveries they had in store if drinking from a faucet was a big deal...
America gets a bad wrap. Doesn't seem a day goes by without hearing someone go on and on about how "we're the problem" with something in the world.
It rains and floods in Asia -- it's our fault because we didn't sign a treaty. That's just one of many idiotic ideas that have crossed the wires recently. (Meanwhile, these same environmentalist do-gooders gather mere miles from a Shanty Town in South Africa and gorge themselves on lobster and filet mignon while they debate how to end poverty and world hunger...)
For being one of the youngest countries in the world, we've come a long way in a short period of time. We live in a rich, fertile land filled (for the most part) with ambitious, creative and resourceful people.
But we're the problem.
There wasn't a kid in that room whose native country hadn't received American dollars, food, medical supplies and/or volunteers.
But we're the problem.
We've rebuilt cities. Guided countries from oppression to freedom. Developed advancements in science that heal their sick and grow their crops better; developed technologies that allow them to work more efficiently and live in greater comfort.
But we're the problem.
Whenever there is a catastrophe -- whenever there is a crisis -- America doesn't have to be asked for help. We offer it. Money, food, materials, supplies -- all products of American resources and resourcefulness.
But we're the problem.
Worst of it is, much of the dissent comes from some of our very own citizens, who have become so engrossed in their arrogant self-righteousness and self-proclaimed enlightenment that they've forgotten what it truly is to be grateful for the simple things in life.
Like being able to drink from a faucet in America.
The foreign students I dined with that day had more appreciation for America in a few hours than many of the anti-American nay-saying creeps ever will.
It's unfortunate that the creeps' hypocrisy runs so deep that they can't bring themselves to practice the "diversity" and "multi-culturalism" they try to shove down everyone else's throat, and actually learn this very simple appreciation for America -- their own native country -- from those who are just visiting.
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No we are not the problem.
Seems strange to me, that all the people finding fault with America either are from another country or were born here and can't stand it.
Well go someplace else then and make trouble, some of us here love America and Freedom, in fact most of us!
They said that many times they come here and see all that we have and rather than thinking "Wow, this is a wondrful way of life-why is it that life in ----- cannot be like this?" They come here and think that somehow WE are responsible for life in ----- not being like this, and some how we are KEEPING all this for ourselves at the expense of ----- and the rest of the world.
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