I'm never talking to foreigners again

I'm not, nor will I ever be one of those flag-waving, "GODDAMN I'M PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN" sorts with "love it or leave it" bumper stickers on my car, but jesus fucking christ...

Ordinarily, I'm a friendly guy. I'll talk to almost anyone. I was at a coffee shop in Belltown earlier and wound up in a conversation with some guys from France. In the right spirit, I'm also accepting of playful criticism of the U.S. I mean, if something's true, well, it's true. There's no point in denying it. I have a sense of humor. If it's true and funny, I can laugh at it.

There's always one jerk in these bunches though, who gets real confrontational about the whole thing. It always starts with, "Americans are fat", "Americans are stupid", "You're president is an idiot". as if I'm some kind of Ambassador to the rest of the country. Like I'm gonna go stand in the middle of westlake on a scaffold with a bull-horn, "Hey everybody, I have a message from France: They want me to tell you they think we're fat, stupid, and Bush is a retard".

-Seattle is one of the most literate cities in the U.S. (we've since dropped to #2)
-Seattle has consistently been one of the fittest cities in the U.S. (again, we've dropped to #2)
-Seattle has overwhelmingly been liberal-democrat for as long as I've been alive

I can't speak for the rest of the country.

And then, then the inevitable, "Why is American football, called football when you carry it with your hands". Tell ya what asshole, go dig up Walter Camp and ask him, will ya? I don't know. Watch a rugby game sometime? Note similarities. Stfu.

This of course, is always followed by gripes about the quality of domestic, American beer. I don't know what to say, except maybe "We sell imports too, asshole!"