The Truth About Cats and Dogs in Black and White

This has the potential to be a controversial post. The thing is Americans aren't that bad. In fact, I have met some fabulous Americans in my brief existence whom can quite amply locate the United States of America on a world map. Perhaps I should interject here to say I am a Newfoundlander, the primary target of Canadian sarcastic humour and privy to more stereotypes than you can shake a stick at. So if all Americans believe Noah's wife was Joan, that the Grand Canyon was created only 3000 years ago by "the Great Flood," and can not locate their own country on a world map then I too must be the daughter of a fisherman, collect EI, and sit on my arse all day contemplating moving to Alberta.

Canada, like America has our own breed of stereotypes, eh? I am a proud Canadian, something that I am sure I have in common with Canadians and Americans alike. I chose the above image very purposefully. Superman, defender of truth, justice, and the American way, perched in front of "Old Glory." Guess what? Superman was written by a Canadian. It's not symbolic of a desired merge or anything - let's not jump to the gun to adopt the Amero. Although, after our current election who knows what will become of our beautiful socialist country, after all, the polls are indicating a possible election of mini-Bush. What would be so perfectly suited here is a link to the blissful sarcasm of South Park's "Blame Canada." Now just in case you are not gifted at decoding sarcasm, this is a statement about breaking stereotypes. Every tree has a bad apple, a perfect apple, a few with some dents or bruises, some have fallen from the tree, and some are not yet ripe. Stay-tuned to learn about my favourite Canadians, and yes, Americans.