Posted on 03/11/2005 9:37:53 PM PST by quidnunc
If the national mental illness of the United States is megalomania, that of Canada is paranoid schizophrenia. Margaret Atwood, Canadian writer
Vancouver, British Columbia Whenever I think of Canada strike that. I'm an American, therefore I tend not to think of Canada. On the rare occasion when I have considered the country that Fleet Streeters call "The Great White Waste of Time," I've regarded it, as most Americans do, as North America's attic, a mildewy recess that adds little value to the house, but serves as an excellent dead space for stashing Nazi war criminals, drawing-room socialists, and hockey goons.
Henry David Thoreau nicely summed up Americans' indifference toward our country's little buddy when he wrote, "I fear that I have not got much to say about Canada. What I got by going to Canada was a cold." For the most part, Canadians occupy little disk space on our collective hard drive. Not for nothing did MTV have a game show that made contestants identify washed-up celebrities under the category "Dead or Canadian?"
If we have bothered forming opinions at all about Canadians, they've tended toward easy-pickings: that they are a docile, Zamboni-driving people who subsist on seal casserole and Molson. Their hobbies include wearing flannel, obsessing over American hegemony, exporting deadly Mad Cow disease and even deadlier Gordon Lightfoot and Nickelback albums. You can tell a lot about a nation's mediocrity index by learning that they invented synchronized swimming. Even more, by the fact that they're proud of it.
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And yes it smells like what it looks like.
IU believe he said it to one Lady Astor.
>>> IN A SENSE, Canada is the perfect place for American quitters, as it evidences self-loathing masquerading as self-congratulation. This I learn over dinner in Vancouver. A delightful realtor named Elizabeth McQueen has enticed me with a promise any American boy likes to hear--that we'd be dining with "two very attractive lesbians." She didn't lie. One of them could make a killing as a Courteney Cox celebrity impersonator. Besides, they're psychotherapists from San Francisco. They ask me to change their names to Cocoa and Satchi since their patients don't yet know they're leaving America .<<<
Canada is recruiting our leftists. I guess that is something good about Canada :-)
Sean Hannity will help all leftists with airfare to Canada - if they will simply sign a form that they promise never to return.
Geez, lighten up. Life's too short to take this kind of thing so seriously. I thought it was funny, okay?
Bessie Braddock, MP, Liverpool
>>>Henry David Thoreau nicely summed up Americans' indifference toward our country's little buddy when he wrote, "I fear that I have not got much to say about Canada. . . . What I got by going to Canada was a cold." For the most part, Canadians occupy little disk space on our collective hard drive. Not for nothing did MTV have a game show that made contestants identify washed-up celebrities under the category "Dead or Canadian?"<<<
>>>If we have bothered forming opinions at all about Canadians, they've tended toward easy-pickings: that they are a docile, Zamboni-driving people who subsist on seal casserole and Molson. Their hobbies include wearing flannel, obsessing over American hegemony, exporting deadly Mad Cow disease and even deadlier Gordon Lightfoot and Nickelback albums. You can tell a lot about a nation's mediocrity index by learning that they invented synchronized swimming. Even more, by the fact that they're proud of it.<<<
That is really funny stuff.
He had a parrot (which, I understand, is still living) that was taught to say: "F*ck Hitler! F*ck the Germans!"
During the war Churchill was staying at the White House and was taking a bath. Roosevelt walked into the room to find the PM sitting in the tub naked. Churchill stayed calm and said, "as you can see the prime minister has nothing to hide from the United States."
The Parrot is still alive!!??
I know they live to be eighty or there abouts but that dude is a hero if he's still kickin,
One of the last instances of the use of the Royal preservative, I imagine.
IU believe he said it to one Lady Astor.
Actually you are both wrong. Here is the correct story: Lady Astor said to Churchill, "If you were my husband I would put poisen in your coffee". To which Churchill replied: "Madam, if you were my wife, I would drink it!"
The other quote IS attributed to W.C. Fields and the correct version is: A lady said to Fields, "You're drunk!" To which Fields replied, "Yes, I am, and you are ugly. And in the morning I won't be drunk, but you will still be ugly"
Cheers
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