Now don’t go and tell me that there are no culture wars in America.
From Matthew Yglesias who is annoyed that only the center of the country is called “Real America”
Indeed, it’s bizarre that the Northeastern part of the country — the part that was settled first, the part that led the Revolution, the part that led the nation to victory in the Civil War — has somehow acquired a reputation as less authentically American than a lot of Johnny-come-lately squarish ersatz states and a big swathe of the southeast that decided one time to launch a violent, treasonous effort to maintain the institution of chattel slavery and turn North America into a British sphere of influence.
And then this from James Lileks:
The Sunday Times is the weekly sermon: let us reinforce your world view, your sense of belonging to the Thinking Class, the Special Ones. Let the Red Staters spend Sunday morning in itchy church clothes at Perkins, dumping syrup all over their pancakes and yelling at little Lurleen not to pour salt down her baby brother’s jumper; you’re in your elegant spare little apartment with a cup of coffee (frothed on top; sprinkle of nutmeg) and a pastry from that wonderful place around the corner (okay, it’s an Au Bon Pain – hell, they’re all Bon Pain now) and there’s some light jazz on the radio. Morning jazz, if you had to give the genre a name. Anyway, it’s a sunny fall morning – well, noonish. Now comes the capstone moment when you lay the slab of the Times in your lap and begin the autoposy of the week….
I would like to comment but I’m busy hanging a flag of the former Soviet Union outside of our house (remember the good old days?), preparing the sushi for my child’s lunch box, and dashing off for a brisk Pilates class.