Lou’s new friend

Lou, the hearty Texan with a strong stomache, and pity for the woefully underendowed:

«James from the UK and I have been e-mailing each other the past week since he discovered my happy little home on the Internet.

I didn't prompt James for this information. He just brought it up. Why he collects statistics about circumcision rates is his business. It does seem to be an odd obsession with many of those who hate America.»

He manages to somehow construct a condescending vision of America out of something as unrelated as circumcision.

Unctuous twit:

«I know a lot of very clever americans, but very few, probably 2, who speak without using catch phrases or are consistently upbeat no matter how stupid they look or how wrong the things they say are.»

Actually, I generally find that unavoidable listening to Britons with meaningless suger-water phrases such as “back at ground zero” when people attempting communication would say “back at square one”. Even his royal whatzit, Prince Charles was heard in a recent television interview using “at the end of the day” 4 times in one sitting.

Thank goodness it’s Lou who had that cat follow him home, and not me. The three of us have enough of them.

Lou shouldn’t be deconstructing him, he should be disemboweling him.