On Hyphenated-Americans.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

I'm Martha Carter and I don't have any cookies or tea and I don't get paid until the beginning of the month, but if you want to come in, I'll tell you about my surgeries.

[Cainad (dec.)]

So we cut out that bit from ourselves, like an appendix.

That's what we like to tell everyone, anyway.

Yeah, I guess that's what I really meant.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

So we cut out that bit from ourselves, like an appendix.

That's what we like to tell everyone, anyway.

Yeah, I guess that's what I really meant.

Yep.  Tired of acting like I'm happy with it, though.

[Payne]

I'm not a WOMP Messiah, or The Thread Toolboxer. I don't live on a Scottish Sheep Farm... [some audience members camply say "oh! ewe..."], or own a set of bagpipes. I don't know anybody named Hamish, Tam, or William Wallace.  And no, I've never had green vegetables, but I'm sure it'd be quite an evening. [Pomp and Circumstance begins playing.] I speak English and French, not Lowland Scots! I drink Labatt's, not Bells Whisky (Okay, that's a lie. I fucking hate Labatt's)! And when someone says to me 'Furry boots is 'at?', I seriously mean it when I say, 'wut?'. My hometowns name is not Auchtermuchtie, it's Chilliwack [nude picture of LMNO shown on screen]. And Nessie was people, not real animals. PEOPLE! And when I MS Paint, I never, ever draw like Every. Spag. Is. Its. Own. Portrait. I live in Southampton, but I was hand reared in Williams Lake. And I believe in PD.com, where you never have to pay full price for getting shat on, insomnia, and Reverse-Reverse-Politics! I've appeared to be totally fucking wrecked on park benches in Princes Street, in Emergency Rooms, under a tree in a hospital ground, and every PD Meatup ever. And, yes, I've worn kilts with no tighty whities, but... I was in Aberdeen and I was set upon by two dozen drunk and lairy quines! My name is William Shatner Steve Payne, and I am Canadian!

[The Good Reverend Roger]

My name is William Shatner Steve Payne, and I am Canadian!

Canadians are different.  So is Twid, on account of he has an official passport.  Given that cultural identity has to be validated or it doesn't count.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

My name is William Shatner Steve Payne, and I am Canadian!

Canadians are different.  So is Twid, on account of he has an official passport.  Given that cultural identity has to be validated or it doesn't count.

Of course I don't actually believe that.  Twid is basically a token, a means by which certain people make themselves feel better about their attitudes.  He'll figure that out, one fine day.

[Payne]

Canadians are no different.

In fact, Canadians are worse.

The complete lack of a true identity at the root of being Canadian leads to some pretty hideous appropriation of other's cultural and social distinctiveness, all whilst being terribly terribly nice about it.

I don't have any anger over this, in fact I find it quite amusing. The need to fill the literal and metaphysical landscape with suitably epic history (even if you have to manufacture it) misses the point of what it means to exist in that epic landscape in the first place.

Most people are, for the most part, only human. The massively complex myths we tell ourselves about what it means to be from a certain place or a certain time can be comforting for some, but it is only sticking your head in the sand ignoring that ultimatey the world is going to wear you down and eat you in the end.

People who get angry at other people stealing "their" lies are often missing the point just as badly, but the other way.

I on the other hand want to be left in a box in the forest somewhere, and I pray to god no one informs the authorities and does some messed up shit with my corpse first.

Mythologise that, assbags!

[P3nT4gR4m]

Payne rides the correct sheep-powered motorcycle, right through this fread!

[Payne]

FTR I am Oxygen-Carbon-Hydrogen-Nitrogen-Calcium-Phosphorus-Potassium-Sulfur-Sodium-Magnesium-Copper-Zinc-Selenium-Molybdenum-Fluorine-Chlorine-Iodine-Manganese-Cobalt-Iron-Lithium-Strontium-Aluminum-Silicon-Lead-Vanadium-Arsenic-Bromine, and I happen to have been born in a star.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Canadians are no different.

In fact, Canadians are worse.

The complete lack of a true identity at the root of being Canadian leads to some pretty hideous appropriation of other's cultural and social distinctiveness, all whilst being terribly terribly nice about it.

I don't have any anger over this, in fact I find it quite amusing. The need to fill the literal and metaphysical landscape with suitably epic history (even if you have to manufacture it) misses the point of what it means to exist in that epic landscape in the first place.

Most people are, for the most part, only human. The massively complex myths we tell ourselves about what it means to be from a certain place or a certain time can be comforting for some, but it is only sticking your head in the sand ignoring that ultimatey the world is going to wear you down and eat you in the end.

People who get angry at other people stealing "their" lies are often missing the point just as badly, but the other way.

I on the other hand want to be left in a box in the forest somewhere, and I pray to god no one informs the authorities and does some messed up shit with my corpse first.

Mythologise that, assbags!

I can only operate on the information I am given, and things I can observe.

Pixie has made very clear her disgust and revulsion with the very idea of Americans having Irish cultural identity.

P3NT has been kind enough to rub in what I'd already figured out; we are despised.

I'm okay with that.  I'm Hamish Howl, and I'm a maintenance chief.  I have a 4 bedroom in Tucson, a wife, 2 kids, a dog.  I own two cars.  I have many electronics.  That's what Americans need...Or it's what we get, anyway. 

[Payne]

Canadians are no different.

In fact, Canadians are worse.

The complete lack of a true identity at the root of being Canadian leads to some pretty hideous appropriation of other's cultural and social distinctiveness, all whilst being terribly terribly nice about it.

I don't have any anger over this, in fact I find it quite amusing. The need to fill the literal and metaphysical landscape with suitably epic history (even if you have to manufacture it) misses the point of what it means to exist in that epic landscape in the first place.

Most people are, for the most part, only human. The massively complex myths we tell ourselves about what it means to be from a certain place or a certain time can be comforting for some, but it is only sticking your head in the sand ignoring that ultimatey the world is going to wear you down and eat you in the end.

People who get angry at other people stealing "their" lies are often missing the point just as badly, but the other way.

I on the other hand want to be left in a box in the forest somewhere, and I pray to god no one informs the authorities and does some messed up shit with my corpse first.

Mythologise that, assbags!

I can only operate on the information I am given, and things I can observe.

Pixie has made very clear her disgust and revulsion with the very idea of Americans having Irish cultural identity.

P3NT has been kind enough to rub in what I'd already figured out; we are despised.

I'm okay with that.  I'm Hamish Howl, and I'm a maintenance chief.  I have a 4 bedroom in Tucson, a wife, 2 kids, a dog.  I own two cars.  I have many electronics.  That's what Americans need...Or it's what we get, anyway.

I don't despise you, and I can attest that Pixie does not either, though I know she gets angry and stressed as all hell at or around you.

I also know little of what the recent heated discussions have been. Last night was D'n'D night, straight after work, and then collapse into a coma as soon as I finally got home for a little over 4 hours of shitty sleep, so I'm not really qualified to speak to that matter.

Soon, I will have my own internet connection again, and then I will make my triumphant and fabulous return. Oh yes, you'll all see.

There's going to be sequins.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I don't despise you, and I can attest that Pixie does not either, though I know she gets angry and stressed as all hell at or around you.

I read what I read.

Starts here:   http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34445.msg1253972.html#msg1253972

Goes on for a while.

No dogs or Americans.  We have to think of our cultural purity.

[tyrannosaurus vex]

Suddenly the name Marilyn Manson makes sense.

[Payne]

I don't despise you, and I can attest that Pixie does not either, though I know she gets angry and stressed as all hell at or around you.

I read what I read.

Starts here:   http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34445.msg1253972.html#msg1253972

Goes on for a while.

No dogs or Americans.  We have to think of our cultural purity.

Yeah, what I see there is you both pressed each others buttons there. I see the point about replying by reflex in the first instance, but then of course when someone else pushes your button you have no choice but to reflexively answer too.

Fine in most circumstances, but perhaps not in the specific context.

But while Pix may be sat next to me, I'm not really here to hash this out.

In fact the attempt to do so would go against what I said to her earlier, to wit: "Why stick your head into the middle of a conflict that is at least decades old when you don't really have to?" when referring to the funding that some Americans (mostly of Irish descent) have given to both sides of the interminable conflict in Ireland. Sticking my head in between this particular debate between Ye and She is not going to win me anything except two angry people shouting at me, and I get enough of that at work these days.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

But while Pix may be sat next to me, I'm not really here to hash this out.

Neither, apparently, is she.  I think she made her views known, so what's to hash out?