You can imagine missionaries campusisng the globe looking for converts. Today I was accused on being a French missionary. Do I tell people that they should 'convert to Frenchism?' No! Never! I am not sure that I am the best cheerleader for the country. I don't like Camembert, I don't watch Rugby, I drink Virginia wine, sometimes I eat fried chicken from Popeyes. I am certainly not a poster-child for Frenchness.... So I like a good Bordeaux, know how to make duck and rabbit, and can sometimes have been known to say a French phrase or two.... But doesn't make me French and honestly I have never tried to convince anyone that France will bring them salvation. I am torn between two worlds -- old World Europe and New World North America. I can choose anymore easily than I can choose my favorite chocolate or my favorite wine. Wine and Chocolate are choosen based on the needs. If I am having steak and cheese, my wine choice will be different than if the meal is moules frites. Snickers is good for a chocolate, peanut and caramel craving, but dark is better with coffee... France and the US are like wines. I choose based on what I am looking for -- what do I want today? Steak or Mussels? Both are good and both have draw backs. Well this is not true of steak and mussels, but countries sure thing?
Maybe I should start my own church of Frenchness though, I heard that churches get a tax break;) Do you want to be a Frangilcan -- it's a church of indecision...
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