Gee, There Are So Many People I Want To Thank

I just received a blogger award from Jenn. At first, I thought I escaped the compliments that she so rightly gave to others and that I inevitably would have nothing to say on except for a ‘thank you’. I don’t really like getting compliments. I have learned to say ‘thank you’, and appreciate it, but my critical nature keeps me from living them. See? I’m still doing it. But evidently, she would have none of that and gave me my own blog post. Thank you Jenn, I appreciate it.

A great reader will let me know when they enjoyed a blog post, and more importantly, what they liked about it. I really like how I can see the great readers here join me in watching (mostly their own) American culture through the eyes of someone who never had to make it his own, but is now finally trying. They understand that a different culture always comes from your own perspective and provokes amazement, rather than a condescending tone (even when the two can be hard to distinguish or sometimes even come in a hybrid form). If you’re looking for examples, my great readers are to be found in about every comment section.

It's not the fourth of July, it's the Wonderful Team Member Readership Award; that other occassion to have fireworks.

It’s not the fourth of July, it’s the Wonderful Team Member Readership Award; that other occassion to have fireworks.

I would like to celebrate some sort of ‘reader appreciation day’. Don’t get too excited, this is not going to be an annual thing. I’ll list five people who stand out in appreciation. Actually, make that three. I’d like to give an honorary mention to Jenn, who I can’t give back the award, because that seems kind of rude and non-appreciative (I would). The second honorary mention goes to Orange Spice Drop, who was always a faithful commenter, but seems to have deleted her blog, so I cannot link to her. Finally, I’d like to mention that I appreciate every comment, either on here or informal. But then again, protocal requires me to list five readers. I happily announce the other three mentions:

Maria Thermann, who is without a doubt my most loyal commenter. She knows  her cultures, her migration stories and her fantasy writing. Please go and check her out.

This is a funny one, because I don’t know her actual name. I hope she never mentioned it. Let’s CUT the Crap! No, that’s her blogging name. One of the things I really like about blogging is how you come across people from all sorts. She is a very talented writer and funny, too. I love reading about a world that is quite different from my own (yet).

Daniel Mitchell. It seems I’m steeling ideas and mojo here, but he actually contributes a lot to this blog and is not afraid to call me out when my ideas have gone too far. His sharp insights and witty nature are evident on his blog, too. He’s a good one to have around, even if just virtual.

What makes a good reader to you?

Do They Have Internet In Europe? Part II

Part I may have suggested I don’t like getting questions about Europe. That wouldn’t be true. It shows people are interested and willing to look behind what they know. Imagine how scary things would be if they either didn’t want to know anything besides their own ways, or even worse, start telling me about Dutch culture without any factual knowledge whatsoever (I’m talking to you, mr. Santorum!). No, I do in fact like the questions that show people are interested and would want me to tell them. I like to ask a lot of questions whenever I meet people and have both the time and the feeling they can tell me something.

I'll answer anything, but just know you can go to the bathroom at all times.

I think questions are the way to a better understanding of the world. Some people say there isn’t such a thing as dumb questions. I disagree. What I do think is that asking a dumb question will never make you a dumber person. Not asking the questions would be preventing you to gain knowledge on a topic you clearly have to develop in. I used the word ignorance last time, but in the comments realized how ignorance has a negative connotation. When people simply don’t know, they should ask questions (and read this blog). Ignorant people wouldn’t ask the question, would they? In that light, I’ll keep answering any question.

Knowing I’ll answer anything: what would you like to know about the Netherlands?

Do They Have Internet In Europe? Part I

Europe as a whole is different from the US as a whole. Also, the US can be divided into many different areas, all with their own habits and cultural differences. I know this. Americans know this. Still, when people are interested in where I come from, Europe seems to be taken as if it were a country. Depending on how much time I spend with those people asking me questions after I answered them, I might correct them. Because I’m not just from Europe. I’m from the Netherlands. It may seem like they’re similar to states, but that resemblance is only true in crossing borders and using money. In a lot of other prospects, for example the empirical one, they’re countries. Like the US and Mexico.

It’s not that I don’t understand the confusion, it’s that I feel I should clarify I don’t know what gas prices in Europe are. I’m guessing Polish gas prices are lower than Dutch ones, even if only because Poland is closer to Russia. Valid argument? I wouldn’t know. Also, do we have a president in Europe? Yeah, several. In fact, Europe has its own president. Several countries have their own, some adding the more important role of a prime minister in there too and among the countries within the European Union, we have at least three monarchies (that’s kings and queens). I love the questions, keep ‘m coming, but sometimes I feel some people see me as a European citizen. Just to make sure: there’s no citizen in Europe that feels that way.

What part of your identity do you feel mostly connected to?

What part of your identity do you not like being reminded of?

Dear Americans, Let Me Tell You About Politics

Don’t worry, the title was mostly just to catch your attention (because politics is so sexy). With the current Republican debates, caucuses and I know what, I believe it is time for me to tell you how American politics are viewed outside of the US. First of all, we’re all watching. People I know (granted, all in college) can name at least the two most important runners for the Republican nomination and most of them can voice well-founded opinions about them. I don’t know why, but American politics may be the sexiest in the world. First of all, they might be the most important in today’s world. Also, they’re being well-covered. But most importantly: it’s fantastic entertainment. The slip ups are ever-present and the two-party system seems to force people into fighting over lies such as Dutch people being killed in nursing homes.

'In Holland, they even euthanize aborted babies. True story.'

So, all these things together make for great fun following the American political news. It’s better than the Dutch news, which is either boring or annoying. Wait, maybe that’s not true. Maybe it’s the impact American politics have, paired with more interesting people. Whatever it is, I cannot wait for October and November when Mitt Romney will somehow have to combine Newt Gingrich’s charisma, Ron Paul’s elderly wisdom and Santorum’s conservative views with his own unique style. Yes, I’m looking forward to it. So much.

Why The Dutch Don’t Like Americans, And How It Isn’t That Bad

I have been thinking about this one for a while. There is somewhat of an anti-American sentiment in The Netherlands. It’s not Iran-bad, but Americans are viewed as ignorant, self-centered, arrogant and overly proud of a country that is, viewed from European standards, run poorly on social standards. Politically, I agree with some of those (especially the last one). Best example?

I’ll be the first to agree that Amsterdam isn’t the most holy place in The Netherlands. The thing I hate most about Amsterdam are the American tourists though. Also, saying Dutch statistics are different from American ones is the least sensible way of tackling the numbers presented. But just as Amsterdam is in no way a reflection of The Netherlands (let alone the Dutch), Bill ‘statistics’ O’Reilly is nowhere near the average person I would have a conversation with. Screaming idiots are not necessarily American.

A Dutch screaming idiot. National pride on tv.

Personally, I feel there is no difference between Americans and Dutch people. For one thing, the amount of annoying, shouting, old men on television that make one feel ashamed of ones country are to be found all over the world. Most of the conversations I have had with people about politics, American culture or Europe are far from the stereotypes reflected in the sentiment. As someone who is interested in people and culture, meeting open-minded people is a joy that is easier to accomplish in the States (being a stranger will help). People pointing fingers, being descending towards others and seeing their own ways or culture as superior are equally divided among both sides of the ocean (not in numbers, but in percentages, mr. O’Reilly). It’s the old story that keeps getting back at you: keeping prejudices alive is based on a lack of knowledge (add final O’Reilly joke here) and a narrow view.

Abortion: As If Life And Choices Are That Far Apart

In a time where blogging seems to be all about Halloween, fear not: I’ll just focus on daily life. Nothing spooky here. Although, I will touch a topic that might roar up some feelings: abortion. As a christian, people sometimes ask me what I think of it. I don’t know, really. I’m no supporter of abortion by any means, but the world is more wicked than I can account for in my life. There can be very valid reasons to decide on having an abortion and anyone who chooses abstinence as a lifestyle would never just need one. Again, if it would be this simple, the problem would not exist. I tend to get mad at some stories I hear about abortions as well as at screaming, judging people who have no idea what the real world looks like. When you’re preaching to the choir, abstinence is the way to go. When you’re preaching to the world, screaming will never get you anywhere.

In Missouri, one of the things that struck me was the amount of energy spend on the topic. Billboards that were hitting me in my guilt spot, asking me if I defended the born-to-be-babies in this world. Radio commercials that would tell people to get to their clinic while the company sorted out the paperwork. In an environment like that, it seemed impossible not to take an extreme stance. Every now and then, the discussion pops up in The Netherlands, but in Missouri, it seemed an endless debate. It truly is some sort of war, with two sides fighting over any ground they can get. Opting for pro-life or pro-choice seems not based on your own beliefs and preferences, keeping in mind every story is about people, but both are being made to a benchmark on one’s steadfastness. Giving in to the other side is made equal to lying to yourself and betraying the world.

It’s not all this bad. As always, the people that shout the hardest, get the most attention and could well be far off the main public. While I was still in shock about the intensity of the debate, I saw a flyer from the church I was visiting. Every week, women were being invited to a post-abortion support group and bible study. ‘Offsite for confidentiality.’ Hallelujah.

PS. I googled ‘abortion’ to find a picture, got sick and will spare you both the details and the picture.

Disclaimer: Do Not Copy This Post

The American economy is build mainly on two things: advertisement and seizing opportunities. Of course, Americans are hard workers and a lot of others things contribute to their healthy economy (yes, this is irony), but these two make an awful combination. What happens for instance when lawyers go seize opportunities? You get ridiculous commercials. Half of them are for actual law firms, convincing you to make at least someone responsible for the things that happen to you when living. Did you just sneeze? Sue the municipality for not blocking the sun from shining in your eyes. Did you trip on the street and hurt your knee? Are you in luck! You can now sue both the local government and the doctors that didn’t give you a full medical. Seeing this, you realize it’s only a few people, but still. It makes you wonder whether they’re that stupid or that evil.

So how do we fix this? How do we make sure Americans also understand that life brings risks? As I said: their economy is build on two things. The best way to reach Americans is to adjust the advertisement and tell them you should only use the product the way the makers intended it. A few examples: the two kids that are launching their brother in a giant catapult? Actors! And you can’t even copy it! Then what’s the fun of the product? If I can’t use my laptop in the shower, then what’s the added value of the mobility? You cannot iron your shirt while wearing it; that could be a problem when you’re in a hurry. Olive Garden has a never ending pasta bowl, but the disclaimer says it’s only for a limited time. I don’t want to be focused on details too much, but that’s not never ending now, is it? The one that really made me disappointed about the product, was the Superman cape. You guessed it: ‘do not attempt to fly’. What’s your most ridiculous example?

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Watch Your Defense: Hooray for the Military!

One of the things that feels typically American when coming to the States as a Dutchie, is that all of culture seems to be coated with militarism. A military ID can get you through airport security faster, gives you a discount here and there and soldiers in uniforms are sometimes greeted by strangers and thanked for the work they are doing. I even saw a painting at a fair, that portrait a G.I. with the wings of an angel attached to it. On top of that, I got an extra dose of it when visiting the Kansas City Baseball game (see: Baseball), but still, it is everywhere. The day I went to the game it was Armed Forces Day. Every minute between innings was filled with an extraordinary respect for the military in every form. Sometimes a livestream was shown of soldiers from Kansas City based in Afghanistan also watching the game. After every single notion of those soldiers, people would clap, cheer and even give them a standing ovation, because everybody wants to show their gratitude to their boys.

I didn’t really know how to react. Not because I have a strong opinion against the military or the heroism that Americans seem to attribute to them, it was just too new for me. I just did not get it. First of all: to fly all over the world to defend your country against some shepherds in the desert seems a little redundant. Of course, I admire the goodwill to change the world and make it a better place as a whole, but that is a quite another thing than defending a country that has been attacked just once in its entire history. When people were praising the defending qualities of the American military, I just wondered why they were spending all the money outside the country. Especially since they could really use it themselves; the second thing I couldn’t imagine cheering for. To summarize my view: the country with the least necessity for a strong, defensive military, seems to be proudest of its soldiers. I’m not saying it’s a good or a bad thing (although soldiers sent abroad need support), I can’t see why. Explanations are welcome.