I just read the
Yarn Harlot's July 1st post "
Canada, eh?"
and am busy reading the various comments by mostly Canadian and
American knitters. When Steph posted about Canada Day last year, an
American wrote that Steph was a "terrible American, Canadian-wannabe"
seemingly unaware that Steph is Canadian. A lot of the comments from
actual US Americans (as many people pointed out, everyone in North,
Central and South America is an "American") have been along the lines
that they really are "terrible American, Canadian-wannabe"s.
This got me thinking about being American/Irish. Like many of those
commentors, I'm ashamed to be a USAian(?). I don't like (ok, I'm sick
to my stomach) that our present administration approves torture, spies
on its own citizens, and always plays the terrorism card to try and
distract we the people from all their scandals. Often, when I'm really
upset with our government, I image escaping to Ireland. The thing is
tho' that I don't really want to leave Seattle, and the life and
friends George & I have made here. I like the thought of being
able to leave if I must without being a refugee, but I really don't
want to leave because of my government.
When George & I got engaged, we talked about me getting Irish
citizenship after we were married the required number of years (in our
case 3 years with no residency required) so that we could take 6-month
contract jobs in the EU while leasing out our house in Seattle. We're
both in computers (George is a programmer) and jobs were plentiful at
the time we were talking. With an Irish passport I wouldn't have to
worry about getting a work permit and we'd have time to explore an area
while earning money. Our plans always included returning to Seattle to
our friends and sharing our adventures with them.
I don't really feel like an Irish citizen as I've never been in Ireland
for longer than 3 weeks. I know that if we did move to Dublin (that's
where George's family and most of the jobs are), I'd suffer culture
shock because I AM an American/USAian/USian in my thoughts and
perceptions. I grew up in Metro Los Angeles, California and live in
Seattle, Washington. I'm a left coast liberal and I think I do well at
trying to see things from other people's points of view, but I have
been formed as an American. I expect certain things and am startled
when they're not there or are different in some way. Discovering these
kinds of things while travelling is exciting and expands my horizons.
But as I found while living in Taiwan for 6 months in 1981, even the
most open of minds can only take so much before culture shock hits.
And then hits again after one thinks one has adjusted. Does it ever
really go away if one is an expat?
My perfect solution would be for the Pacific Northwest to secede from
the union and become Cascadia or whatever name you wish, with a liberal
government that cares about its people. That way I wouldn't have to
leave my home and my friends if my present national government
continues to slide into despotism. What a pipe dream! <g>
This is long enough now. I'll visit this topic again another day.