I’ve been asked why I consider the American way of relating to each other and to the world to be superior to the one practiced by my people.
Here are some small examples. Yesterday, everybody – the lunch lady at the cafeteria, the cashier at the gym, the spinning instructor – expressed their support the people of Ukraine.
“I’m so sorry for what’s happening!” they were saying. “I hope none of your family members suffer. I really feel for you, this is horrible.”
I have no idea how they really feel about Ukraine or if they feel anything, but these are people who understand the right way of engaging with a Ukrainian person at this point. Mind you, these are virtual strangers who have seen me around but don’t have a relationship with me.
At the same time, close family friends from Russia, people who have been to my parents’ house, know us intimately, have partaken of our food, etc., have been calling to gloat, giggle, and say really horrible, mean things about the annexation of the Crimea.
Yes, this seems like a little thing, but imagine this kind of meanness and aggression permeating every interaction with everybody. I did not emigrate because I was running from poverty. I was not poor back home. I emigrated because I couldn’t take this kind of environment any longer.
Or another example. Yesterday, I was the only person who showed up for the spinning class. It turned out that everybody else had attended the earlier class, and I hadn’t pre-registered, so the instructor thought nobody was coming. When I arrived, the instructor went out of her way to let me know that I was not putting her out and that I was actually doing her a favor by giving her a chance to work out. And yes, she did give some Jesus talk during the class. But the way things are these days, an FSU person is just as likely to trot out Jesus and then make you feel horrible for showing up for class unannounced.
I always say that Americans are people who are always likely to notice and comment if you look great or have lost weight. FSU people, on the other hand, are always going to notice and comment if you look bad or have gained weight. Again, small things, but out of these small things our greater reality is made.

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