Makes me chuckle when remembering this scene from In Bruge:
Liam Gleeson to the American: Are you American?
American: Yes. Are you going to hold it against me?
Gleeson: No. ..just try not to be loud and crass.
Stereotypes are just that. And lately a little birdie--alright, a big birdie--whose flightpath includes me as an American in America and an American in Ireland, reminded me stereotypes are best left to their respective owners. First I was, like, he does read my blog! DH reads my blog! Then I was like, uh?
Glass houses. He said. And something about vegetables. And something about wine. Vegetables might be harvested in glass houses and wine poured into glasses, but this was far from his point. You're playing with
Pained, but remorseful, I wanted to defend myself. But my posts poke so much fun at myself, I whined. He replied, better to let your readers see themselves in you than for you to put an image onto your readers. Whoa. Sometimes I forget why I married him!
Lesson learned: leave the stereotypes to the movie producers.
Or to the loud-mouthed Americans baring all in reality TV.
I bet they wouldn't recognize an eggplant.