ESCAPE FROM AMERICA

Linh Dinh’s articles used to appear on Counterpunch, and I’ve posted some of them here …. I feel he is a very good writer.  This article appeared on OpEd News.  Maybe I like the article because I can relate to it, as my parents made the difficult decision to leave their homeland.  Or, maybe I like it because on more than a few occasions lately I too have thoughts of escaping the USA!USA!USA!

Whatever. I just know that several of the opinions expressed in this piece will infuriate a few of you! Just as I like it ….

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Escape from America

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Lin Yutang wrote, “What is patriotism but the love of the food one ate as a child?” Born in Fujian, Lin also lived in the U.S., France, Germany, Singapore, Hong Kong and Taiwan, where he’s buried. Whatever attachment Lin had to his childhood stews, fish balls, snails, clams and tofu, it didn’t prevent this remarkable author and inventor of the first Chinese typewriter from globetrotting to improve his mind then, finally, to save his own ass, as his favored Kuomintang got routed by bad-assed Mao.

Should I stay or should I go? Ambrose Bierce glibly defined an immigrant as “an unenlightened person who thinks one country better than another,” but between any two things, types of coffee, meat loafs, races, there is always a value judgment, so one thing is always better or worse than another, though the verdict is never unanimous, for some people are even fond of ingesting egesta, or watching television nonstop, even to the point of leaving it on through the entire night as they sleep, so they can hear it in their dreams, I suppose. My friend T.J. does this. To each his own, then, but since leaving one’s country is never an easy step, logistically or psychologically, let’s examine the reasons for such a radical departure.

Turning his back on all he has known, and his very identity even, an emigrant is fleeing from his inadequate or insufferable government. If hightailing from a war, he’s trying to save his own skin since the state can no longer protect him. At other times, he’s escaping the state itself, for it has become his overt nemesis.

Since Americans have never experienced a Pol Pot, Stalin or Hitler, they can be terribly dismissive of other people’s historical trauma, so on the left, you still have naifs evoking Communism, of the dictatorship of the proletariat variety, as an ideal, while on the right, you have buffoons who mislabel crony capitalism as communism. Some dream of an American Reich. Far from objecting to an overbearing state, they only quibble about its objectives, and nearly all have come to accept endless war as a natural American condition, and it is, quite frankly, for when was the last time the U.S. wasn’t fighting or occupying an alien population? I’d say never, but don’t listen to me. Submit your answer for a chance to win an all-inclusive, extended stay at the world-renown restive encampment at tropical Guantanamo!

A totalitarian state is one that can do any damn thing it feels like to you, without you having any recourse to fight back, short of being suicided by cops, and since the U.S.A. can now arrest, torture or kill anyone without due process, and it has, aplenty, it qualifies as such a monstrously criminal state notwithstanding the fact that all appears reasonably normal, sane and civilized, for now. If the law allows, say, a husband to shoot his wife at any moment, then that society has entered into hell even before the first woman has had her brains blown out.

Another clue to the state’s totalitarian pivot is its heavy emphasis on travel restrictions, such as the secretive and illegal no-fly list, its perverted airport groping of infants and centenarians alike, its absurd and arbitrary ban on everything from baby formula to clam sauce, such as happened to me, seriously. Even with the image of spaghetti on the label, the TSA Einstein thought it was a beverage. He actually suggested I drink it.

Like any attacker, a terrorist is liable to hit you where you ain’t heavily guarded, so there’s no reason why he should consider airports when there is an infinity of other targets, and the more random, the more terror generated, for nowhere would be safe.

In any case, the only terrorists we should fear are the ones who are recruited and coached or, at the very least, sanctioned by our sinister FBI or CIA. Since it’s no secret our government casually and habitually massacres, should we be surprised that it also butchers innocent Americans? Far from being victims of terrorism, the United States is the world’s leading generator of it.

The primary aim of our transportation security regiment, then, is not to thwart terrorists but to drum into your head that traveling is not a right but a privilege granted by the benevolent state, and if you don’t grovel all the time, everywhere, and not just at airports or train stations, this special dispensation can be abruptly withdrawn.

Chewing on Kim Kardashian’s pumped up derriere and Tom Brady’s deflated balls, most Americans ignore all alarming signs of their nation’s descent into madness, though some have already made the decision to jump ship. Recently, I posed some basic questions to a handful of Americans living overseas, and their candid answers have been eye opening.

Explaining his reason for leaving, Dave, a 38-year-old living in South Korea, confides, “Initially, it was a desire to be able to make a decent living, and an interest in experiencing life in other parts of the world. More recently, I have been thinking about collective guilt in the context of Washington’s foreign policy atrocities. The U.S. government’s support for Ukrainian Nazis and their genocidal campaign against ethnic Russians makes me think that at some point causing suffering will be the last remaining function of the U.S. government.” What a succinct indictment, and the more desperate this government becomes, the more it will massacre, for it’s no longer competent at anything else. With native grumbling exploding into active rebellion, blood baths will also splatter across the Homeland.

Writing from San Luis Potos, Mexico, Danielle Covarrubias states that she “always knew that the US was a sick society,” and “I remember the day in 5th grade (Westlake School for Girls–bubble within a bubble) when I read in the history book about Manifest Destiny. I was outraged! What? Who said? With what right?” Born in California to a Mexican father and white mother, Covarrubias “never, ever felt like an American or said ‘we’ about the US.” Covarrubias even felt more at home in Greece, where she lived and worked for many years, “I made wonderful, dear friends there. Actually, the time I felt most foreign was when I was invited to some middle-Americans’ house for Thanksgiving in LA. They were nice people, but I felt sooooo foreign there. I actually feel really strange around groups of white people, although I’m half white, look white [“] I definitely feel that I don’t belong in that society; they’re just so…different.”

You can be entirely white and feel more at home, or at least more human, in Mexico. Fifty-seven-year-old Brent writes, “People in Mexico are much friendlier than most people in the US.” There, he’s “able to form nice friendships with people I never could have met in the US, both Mexicans and people from the US.” Also, “Families here are kind of like communes, good fortune is shared with less fortunate members. There are good and bad aspects of that, but outright destitution seems fairly rare.

Several other respondents also point out this easier access to other folks. Writing from Damak, Nepal, Son Ha Dinh observes, “I get to meet and talk to people daily and spontaneously wherever I travel whereas in the States you have to make plan, arrange meeting, confirm time and location etc…Just extra layers we add to our lives that are really unnecessary.”

Having moved from Cambridge to Istanbul, Mark and Jolee Zola share that “Turks (along with the country’s minority residents) are very warm, welcoming people.” Intending to stay for just a year, this retired couple have remained in Turkey for nearly seven, and it’s their home now. They’ve learned the language. Considering that Istanbul is not cheap, its human attraction must be considerable to retain the Zolas.

Having lived in Hanoi for 5 years, San Francisco transplant Jacob Evans relays, “Vietnam in particular is a very human place. People eat on the floor in rooms facing the street with their doors open. When a neighbor dies, black flags are hung outside and a tent is erected where funeral music is played all day and night. The grieving family are wrapped in white cloth and even later they wear black badges to let everyone know about this status. The Viets are constantly looking after one another. A regular greeting is, hi, did you eat yet? I go to the markets and see every part of an animal used. Sidewalks are transformed into eateries, places to drink and gossip. Time is marked by the consumption of rituals. I am constantly full of awe and wonder.” Arriving, Jacob knew just two Vietnamese phrases, “I don’t have any money” and “fuck your mother.” He has enough Vietnamese now for basic interactions.

Obviously, the longer one stays, the more complex or paradoxical any place becomes. Returning to Saigon as an adult, I had to relearn my birthplace, and this is what I said during a 2000 interview;

“I think one of the misconceptions I had was that people related to each other better here. All superficial observations, I mean you can see how people live here: they live in close quarters and the neighbors know each other, they have time to talk, the conversation can drag on for three hours, so I thought people had more patience with each other, they liked each other better, sense of family, sense of community, all that shit. But I was also a little skeptical. I didn’t believe it fully. In the States, I didn’t know my neighbors. I hardly knew anyone. I had to go to the bar. I knew my friends at the bar but the people around me I didn’t know. But here, you see people chatting and talking. But after living here a while, I can see that people aren’t quite that social. They might talk, but there’s a lot of animosity, there’s a lot of mistrust, there’s a lot of underhandedness, you know.”

Attempting to explain, I continued, “Maybe [it’s] just human nature, maybe people are like that anyway, they just happen to be physically close to each other, but not psychologically close to each other. One thing I’ve noticed is that haggling is a very bad custom. You’re always trying to get over the next person. You’re always haggling. In the States, you’re not worried about being cheated when you go to the supermarket, but here you’re always worrying about being ripped off when you buy anything. So this mind game that’s being played, haggling, haggling, corrupts people. But on the other hand, there’s a conversation.”

Had I stayed longer than my 2 years, my observations would evolve further, no doubt, for even with a spouse or, hell, with yourself to your own consciousness, a mask can crack over decades or peel off suddenly, with another mask underneath. Further, just as Atlanta is not Boston, Saigon is not anything like Hanoi.

Moving from sojourner to permanent resident, the immigrant gains gravity and roots, and this is what 47-year-old Joe has done by marrying an English woman and having two kids. Ferdinand Celine wrote, “When you stay too long in the same place, things and people go to pot on you, they rot and start stinking for your special benefit.” It has taken but four years in Great Yarmouth for Joe to sour on England, “I came here with the insane, very stupid idea that I could win over the whole damn town. wrong! and a waste of time and effort. the english will be the english. and they ain’t impressed. and god they hate americans. am i a fanatic? yes! but many americans, bless them, loved me! the english love nothing.” And, “i try to make the most of things, so i do make some effort with these gormless, mean little dullards.” In Dickens’ David Copperfield, Peggoty gushes that Great Yarmouth is the ‘finest place in the universe,’ and having visited it often during my 9-month-stay in East Anglia, I’m very fond of this tacky seaside resort with its 14th century, anti-pirate wall, but of course I’ve never had to live there, least of all permanently.

Sometimes, though, your host community will simply reject you. Dave, “South Korean society does not really allow foreigners to become assimilated.” Dave’s social isolation became so agonizing, he turned alcoholic and finally had a psychological breakdown. Recovered, Dave stayed on in South Korea, for he appreciated “how easy and simple life can be,” and his being there “at least partially compensate for wasted years and decades spent in the United States.” It’s quite remarkable, this testimony about one’s native land, the self-trumpeted greatest nation on earth.

Dave, “It was refreshing, and a little intimidating, to be in a place where what might pass for average or even below average intellectual capabilities might generally be regarded as brilliant in the U.S. That is also true for West Africa, where it is no big deal to speak three, four, or even five (mostly unrelated) foreign languages — and that is for regular people, not academics who specialize in linguistics. The sort of nationalistic chauvinism sometimes found in the U.S. — ‘We’re #1!’ is not warranted.”

We’re too self-absorbed and self-infatuated to know that we’re ignorant. Living on a near continent-sized country, and the sick, dark heart of a bombastic empire at that, we see the rest of the world as ridiculous parodies of ourselves, at best. As we’re flung, one by one, from this mirthless roller coaster, however, each of us will come to a new understanding. Our skills and industry are not needed here. Like me, you’ve become a superfluous beggar.

As the criminal state expands, the little people are reduced to squashable ants. Brent, “In the US it’s hard to get any respect, even self-respect, unless you are economically successful. People tend to blame themselves for their failures more so than in many places, and often lose self respect as a consequence. When people lose self respect it causes all sorts of problems, and the media makes it worse with their constant idolatry of the rich, famous, and powerful, who are often just mediocre people with a flair for self publicity or making money. Just because somebody can make a lot of money doesn’t make them a good person or even intelligent, but that’s how the media portrays them. The Protestant Ethic always equated success with closeness to God, but until fairly recently there were a lot of nooks and crannies in the economy and the country where you could live quietly apart from the hustling and just have some tiny little business and live a quiet life. Those places are getting harder to find. Corporatism is out to monetize everything and everybody.”

Exasperated, Joe raves, “america, turn off your fucking tv’s, you are manipulated in ways you can’t imagine. give the indians their land back, fight the evil anglo-american government, take your kids out of school, re-start the sexual revolution, keep looking to the future (america’s greatest strength and uniqueness, this looking forward to a better world), but create the radical, beautiful society that you can and must create! [“] i have no hope for america or the world (well, i do, but it’s not the place for that long conversation here). america is too big, for one. It’s now a police/military state. etcetera.”

With some of the world’s highest rates of divorce, teen pregnancy and children born out of wedlock, I’d say the sexual revolution is still (hard) on here, so though the concept of free love arouses me as much as the next guy, I’ve learned to keep my loins in perspective, as has Joe, by the way, since he’s an upright husband and father. As for the United States being some kind of Utopian project, our opulence and license are a direct result of our unmatched belligerence and rapaciousness. Our open roads are paved over corpses.

As for our egalitarianism, it’s as superficial as this Andy Warhol observation, “What’s great about this country is that America started the tradition where the richest consumers buy essentially the same things as the poorest. You can be watching TV and see Coca-Cola, and you know that the President drinks Coke, Liz Taylor drinks Coke, and just think, you can drink Coke, too.” In spite of our jivey bonhomie among classes, this society is as stratified as any.

This country was built with slave, indentured servant, coolie and sweat shop labor, and after Africans were freed, new, much more powerful black slaves were found in the form of oil. Much of what passes for progress is no more than this petroleum bonanza, but sure, why not, the state will take all the credit for improving your life!

We sucked and we sucked, all over the world, not just here, and after the easy sucking was done, we tried sucking in deeper water or even sideways, into rocks. Our sucking days winding down, we will rediscover hard limits, even social ones, to our lives.

As the world’s most indebted nation, we’re essentially the poorest, but thanks to our big guns pointing in all directions, we haven’t had to pay up, and don’t intend to.

The rest of humanity, though, won’t let his farce continue much longer. Already intellectually and morally bankrupt, we will also be destitute in the most naked sense. During the next phase of our sexual revolution, a record number of us will be selling our nether parts. To chew and swallow, we will suck from Wall Street to China.

In this permanent war, all-seeing, robo cop state, hundreds of thousands of citizens are already internal refugees shivering in tents, under bridges and on sidewalks. Millions more have emigrated, with more to come in the turbulent years ahead. As for the rest of us, we’ll have to endure the worst of this rogue government in situ. We will die in this dying nation.

 

http://www.opednews.com/articles/1/Escape-from-America-by-Linh-Dinh-Escape-150124-669.html

Author: Stucky

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Steve Hogan
Steve Hogan

Having visited countless shanty towns and barrios throughout Latin America and Asia, I can vouch for the author’s view. Poor people in the Third World are far happier than Americans and seem to have a richer appreciation for the things that really matter.

I suspect that the economic collapse on the horizon will test America’s resolve. Americans have convinced themselves that they’re somehow exceptional and indispensable. We’re going to find out soon enough whether this is true.

Bea Lever
Bea Lever

Sticky

If you left this country, where would you go?? This time will be different as the shit will hit the fan globally. The EU, ME, SA, US and Canada etc will all be in the shitter at the same time.

On the other hand, the LAST place I would want to be is New York or New Jersey when it all comes down, so I agree with your consideration of relocation. Do you have the skills to make it in a remote area? When I say remote, I mean remote.

Bea Lever
Bea Lever

Sorry Stucky, I’m on this idiot tablet tonight and it changes your name to Sticky.

Didius Julianus
Didius Julianus

As an American living in New Zealand for about 4 1/4 years now I can say that I have felt welcomed by almost everyone and Kiwi’s are phenomenally friendly and hospitable folk. We feel perfectly at home in our neighborhood where we have, as immediate neighbors: A couple from the UK (he is Scottish and she is originally from Singapore), a Kiwi couple (the husband is Maori and the wife is Kiwi European), two white Kiwi couples and a gay Kiwi couple. When we hosted my wife’s work Christmas party at our house in 2013 some of her co-workers were amazed because Americans don’t usually do things like that (in their perception). We have learned to be more open, go with the flow and generous over here. Kiwi hospitality is wonderful to behold and, they like Americans and America but think the U.S. govt is full of it and most are more clued in that things are FUBAR compared to Americans. And we lived previously in my favorite place I have lived in the U.S. for 15+ years with, what I thought at the time were friendly neighbors and an annual block party we participated in. And, if the supply chain collapses, New Zealand would be in relatively good shape as it can be self sustaining in agricultural products (a big exporter of high quality food, non GMO) and has some industrial base (although that is disappearing but not as bad yet as in the U.S.). Kiwi are still remarkably self sufficient and risk takers while being well behaved. Any of you that plan on a trip over let me know via this blog, I can show you around Wellington.

We have a 23 year old young woman from the US staying with us for up to a year as she is on a working holiday visa and she has been here for 5 months and is flipping out over this place. She got two good jobs, saved up $ for 4 months and is now traveling the south island for three weeks with a friend who came over as a regular tourist for a couple months total. She bought a old but reliable car, I advised her to get the insurance just in case and she did. Imagine $200/year for liability for a 23 year old with a foreign driver’s license, that is all it costs. That is mainly due to law suits over true “accidents” being few and far between as a person needs to be truly;y negligent for most of them to succeed. NZ has an accident fund that is funded as part of the income tax structure that helps pay for people’s treatment/rehab in accidents. Total taxes (if you count U.S. fed/state/local are probably a little higher than the US for lower income earners but lower for higher as the tax rate max’s out at less than 34%. (counting the accident fund).

trendy sneakers
trendy sneakers

I Came to Costa Rica three years ago and liked it. I went back to the USA three times in that period. I found out it was a great big lie USA was the greatest country on earth. After the last time back in USA for one month I was frantic to get the hell out of that failed fascist police state. I felt afraid in my own country of my own government. People were so fat and most were unhealthy ugly deranged alcoholics and drug addicts and poor or divorced and in debt or on probation or parole or on psych meds tattooed trendy unhappy morons so propagandized by zionist controlled media they wouldn’t or couldn’t recognize the truth for lies anymore. A nation of sociopath sport fans and neurotic narcissistic celebrity watchers. My advice is if you can get out of USA (mystery Babylon) ASAP.

Didius Julianus
Didius Julianus

Hey Stucky, if you and Mrs Freud want to come over for a visit you can stay with us! My wife is a Mrs Freud also!!

Billy
Billy

I actually sat and waded through this tirade…

Long Duck Dong or whatever his name is, can go suck a bag of hot dicks…. he makes a couple good points, but then just goes off his fucking axle…

I’m tired, it’s late… I might tear old Long Duck Dong a new ass tomorrow… might not… we’ll see.

El Coyote
El Coyote

Agree with you ,Billy.

The immediate thesis was abandoned after he began posting snippets of tales that have no cohesion or point. I stopped reading. 5 minutes I won’t get back.

Bea Lever
Bea Lever

Stucky

If you remain 5 minutes from the grocery store and fail to learn some skills, you are toast. IMO

flash
flash

“Since Americans have never experienced a Pol Pot, Stalin or Hitler, they can be terribly dismissive of other people’s historical trauma, ”

Really ? How soon we forget.

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Montefrio

The world’s an interesting place. I was born and raised in the USA, but while I’m grateful for the many advantages it provided me, I watched it grow into a society that wasn’t for me: ME., mind you; others are free to choose as they will, although choosing isn’t so much an option as once it was, thanks to the increasing totalinarism that characterizes said society.

I live in a 3rd world country that has become a complete mess and increasingly totalitarian, but I’ve hedged my bet by spending an increasing amont of time in a rural area of another that is a lot more like what I found when I first came to where I am. Some folks adapt well to different societies, some don’t. Adaptibility is an important survival skill, IMHO. Try it, you’ll like it! Or not.

long duck larry
long duck larry

billy and some others, why do you waste everyone’s time with your hate? i mean, why bother? i have a feeling too, dear billy, that you couldn’t very well rip linh dinh (if that’s who you mean) a new one if you tried. so billy, please crawl back in your hole, or under your bridge (where you musn’t forget to collect a fee from everyone–i just know you’re just another mindless, mean little capitalist, it stinks from your every word). big j

BUCKHED
BUCKHED

Hmmm..the Turks weren’t too friendly with the Armenians were they ?

Dudius….the hunting and fishing in NZ is world class. I’d love to hunt Red Stag and then a few turkeys .

BUCKHED
BUCKHED

Flash…it pisses people off when you call Lincoln….America’s Hitler …..and he was .

Chicago999444
Chicago999444

The last place I would want to be in a “TSHF” moment is in a community of strangers, no matter where it is, but especially in a strange country with an alien culture, and people who are no way related to me, do not understand me, and most like hate Americans in any case.

And if it had to be anywhere, better around people who at least speak my language and are from the same country.

No matter how bad things could get here, they could get much worse elsewhere. Would you rather be broke and scrambling among friends and neighbors of many decades, or a bunch of strangers in a country you don’t understand, who regard you as an alien invader?

Didius Julianus
Didius Julianus

Hi BUCKHED,

Yes, the amazing thing here to me (as an American) is that in NZ the hunters and hunting is respected and accepted. No attacks on hunters for being barbaric. Hunting is very BIG over here. Heck, you can even get many types of wild game in the better local supermarket in downtown Wellington (the CBD or central business district, as it is known here). No significant hostility to people who have guns, they even have shooting clubs still in the local high schools and, since I have been here, had a front page article on a community paper about to girl (high school) rifle competitors who made their school proud! Refreshing to say the least.

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