There is almost nothing in the world of politics and country more satisfying than hearing an immigrant’s love and appreciation for America. Its a short post, but worth reading over at Alarming News.
In 1977, the year I was born and the year my father, his mother, his aunt and many other Jews left the Soviet Union (my mother and I left in 1978), the Soviet propaganda machine began circulating a rumor. It went, roughly: life in America is so terrible that the old people eat cat food.
People didn’t quite get it: they have food specifically made for cats in America? What a country!