I'm going to start keeping track of how often my students call me racist. Today I was talking to a Filipino student about how much we like Jollibee, and another student loudly turned that in to a declaration that I hate Mexican food and am racist against Mexicans. Never mind that Mexican isn't a race. And neither is food, for that matter.
I love the narrow-mindedness of ethnic groups who think that their country is the best, their group is the best, and anyone who isn't them is racist. If (insert country here) was so awesome, why are you here? I've met people from all over the world, and never once has a single one of them said to me, "We came to America because it sucks and it offered far less opportunities than our own country did."
I'm somewhat of a unabashed patriot. I love my country, and I'm damn glad I was born here. I'm fortunate to live in a country that, despite all its problems and failings, is still better than most of the other countries on this planet. I'm always amazed by people who willingly come here and then bitch about how much they hate it. Look, the door swings both ways, pal. There are thousands of people all over the world who would give anything to be here. If you're not happy here, leave and make room for someone who actually wants to be here.
Oh, and please learn the difference between race, ethnicity and nationality, because you sound ignorant otherwise.
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