Sunday, July 17, 2011

Currently reading...

One of the interesting things about living in the United States is that
you know, just know, can feel it in your bones, that you inhabit the
beating heart of the world.  This isn't true, of course.  Nevertheless,
we take it for granted that when we have our Super Bowls, 3 billion
people around the world upend their work schedules and forgo sleep
so that they, too, can watch.  We assume that as we view the colossal
fuck-up that is the life and times of Britney Spears, people abroad
care as much as we do when the sad, bloated Mouseketeer decides
to shave her head.  We are told that when our economy sneezes,
Canada, Europe, Asia, wherever, catches a cold.  When we screw up,
it's the rest of the world we screw up.  And when we triumph, the rest
of the world stops to admire the great shining city on the hill.  We are,
we believe, the prime movers and the rest of the planet just rolls
along on the ride that is America.


J. Maarten Troost
from LOST ON PLANET CHINA



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