An Argentinian expat tells me that whenever Europeans gather in America to talk among themselves, the first thing they do is complain about Americans.
“What’s not to like about Americans?” I quip, but of course I know the answer. We’re loud. We’re arrogant. We dress badly and we’re overweight. We’re self-absorbed, hypocritical, gun-crazy, money-mad, oil-addicted, Bible-beating cowboys.
But all kidding aside, seriously now, what’s not to like?