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Canadians too patriotic for sensitive Americans

You read the headline right: Canadians too patriotic for sensitive Americans. A story in the National Post reports on findings from focus groups carried out in four American cities where the Canadian government is building consulates:

In focus groups held this fall in four U.S. cities where the federal government is opening consulates, Americans acknowledged they don’t know much about Canadians and have low awareness that the country had not supported the U.S. in the war in Iraq.

“Some participants expressed a certain amount of annoyance at what is perceived as a systematic attempt by Canadians to make the statement that they are not Americans by sporting the maple leaf,” said the recently released report.

You’d think that a country that debates the legality of burning the flag would understand if people from another country would wear their own flag proudly, but noooo…

The report says even Americans who blame the Bush administration to some extent for the country’s poor relations with the world do not seem to understand why friendly countries and neighbours such as Canada would want to distance themselves from Americans.

For instance, an American from San Diego is quoted saying: “What bugs me about Canadians, if I may, is that they wear that damn patch on their bags, the Canadian flag patch. That way, they differentiate themselves from us.”

“They look like us, they sound sorta like us, they got most of the same fast-food chains…why ain’t they us?”

Really, my American friends, relax. Have a beer. Er. make that two, since it’s more watery than ours.

Near the end of the story:

Most participants said they were “shocked” by a fact sheet about Canada that they were presented during the focus groups.

“A few express some concern over the U.S.’s implied dependence on Canada for energy . . . However, Canada should be careful not to appear “boastful,” which could backfire, as Americans do not like to be reminded of any kind of dependence on another country,” the report warned.

Hey, dudes, we’re your friends, for Chrissakes! Your neighbours! Your poorer, quirkier, cooler neighbours! The Simpsons to your Flanders!

You want a real cause for concern? You should be considerably more shocked at your dependence on Saudi Arabia and their pals. Think about it: we sew flag patches on our backpacks and tell the occasional “dumb American” joke; those two-faced rat-bastards sold you jet fuel and then used the proceeds to train people to fly that fuel into the World Trade Center.

I’m sure I speak for the majority of Canadians when I say We like our American neighbours (in fact, we find some of you downright cuddly).

Maybe what I need to do is invite all of America over to my place for a party. You bring the apple pie and the rock and roll, we’ll provide poutine and beer, we’ll all pile into the hot tub truck and watch Red Dawn (“Wolveriiiiiines!”). Sound like fun?

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GTABloggers Christmas party: quick recap

Got lots of work today, but it was a great party, everyone brought excellent food and drink to the potluck, the Kris Kringle gift exchange was excellent, and best of all, unlike the last party, nobody called the cops on us!

I have yet to upload the photos, but in the meantime, here are a few writeups of the party:

A little trivia: This is my 700th entry since switching to Blogware in late June (I made the first one on June 24th.)

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Where is Joey?

The Accordion Guy seems to be otherwise occupied at this particular moment. I claim this space!

As he has done for me, so shall I for him, and so now I use voice of Joey:

I have travelled the universe and seen things that no young man has any right to see, but I have seen nothing like this weekend ever before. We have made the rounds, we have made the guacamole, we have made the…oh, never mind.

Photos to be posted on Monday.

But seriously folks, I’m having a great time in Toronto, and Joey has been a fabulous host/tour guide. I’ve met a gaggle of area bloggers, drunk the local brews, seen the sights and escaped the giant pile of snow that awaits me at home.

Joey! Bring me another mai tai!

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Where is Redhead?

I’m on a weekend-long date with The Redhead, who came up from Boston on Friday night. She’s great company, makes a mean guacamole, enjoyed last night’s GTABloggers get-together, and is one helluva cute giggle-machine.

Says The Redhead: “I like Canada.”

Thus far, I have not had to punch out anyone in a bar or console lovesick Glaswegians, nor has she collapsed screaming into the fetal position, demanding that I speak in verse. But there’s still a lot of weekend left…

While she’s here, we’ve given each other posting privileges on each other’s blogs.

I’ll give you folks a moment to retch.

Back? Good. Anyway, expect some posts from her here, and some from me on The Redhead Wore Crimson.

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Gangsta Gollum

Betsy Devine pointed to this cute Flash goodie last night on the #joiito IRC channel: Gollum gangsta rapping a little ditty called Towers are the Players! (Note: A teeny bit of swearing)

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"Hello, my URL is" stickers

Rannie’s printing up some stickers for the GTABloggers Christmas party taking place at my house tomorrow night:

Photo: Rannie's 'Hello My URL Is' stickers for the GTABloggers Christmas party.

Someone should tell Scott from hellomynameisscott.com about this. I think I will…

(By the way, be sure to check explore Scott’s site. He explains the philosophy behind his wearing a nametag every day, and it’s along the same lines my carrying the accordion about as much as possible. And thirty pounds lighter!)

By the way, let’s all give Rannie a big show of appreciation for all the work he does for us — he truly is the heart and soul of the GTABloggers!

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GTABloggers Christmas party: penultimate announcement

And remember kids, “penultimate” does not mean “better than ultimate” or “best”, but “second last”.

The details about the party are here and here, and if you want to come, RSVP with either me or Rannie.

There’s lot of music on my iTunes, but if you have any favourites, bring your MP3s on CD-ROM or CDs and we’ll feed them to the machine.

For the bold, there are two bottles of Jagermeister in my freezer.

If you’re counting on Jeremy to bring Krispy Kremes, don’t. Apparently, he had some kind of traumatic Krispy Kreme-related incident that’s turned him off them, possibly for good. He has in all likelihood been saved from diabetes.

If you really want to blog the party in real time, there’ll be at least two computers available — we’ve got 7MB down / 1MB up DSL, and 802.11g WiFi permeates the house. We are 1337.

There will be a “Kris Kringle” gift-exchange game ($10 value). I’m throwing in something pretty cool.

Sorry, the hot tub truck will not be present at the party. I try to limit my annoying the neighbours across the street down to a civilized once every three years. (The last time they were annoyed was my birthday party in 2000, when Chris Cummer arranged for a fireworks show on my street.)

The lack of hot tub means that there will be no string bikini photo ops. Meryle will still be there, however.

If you have a musical instrument (I’m lookin’ in your direction, LizVang), feel free to bring it. There’s always time for a jam session!

If we are very lucky, Paul might demonstrate his super power for all of us. He did it at my birthday party, and Sam was so impressed that she got him a T-shirt proclaiming said power.

The tub-full-o-beer will be in full effect.

Don’t forget: it’s a pot luck thing. I will contribute barley sandwiches and veggies and dip.

There will be a special guest blogger from another country, and she’ll have special guest posting privileges on this blog starting tomorrow. After the bars close, I will be taking this special guest blogger to Toronto’s most notorious speakeasy, The Matador.