I love my fellow immigrants but sometimes we can get on anybody’s nerves.
In Montreal there was a blackout in one of the residential areas.
“Well, it’s Canada,” announced an immigrant from Iraq contemptuously. “It’s not like anybody expected any better from Canada.”
This reminded me of a Russian woman from Yekaterinburg who said to me once with the same contemptuous shrug, “New York! Phe! That’s such a provincial little place. It’s even more pathetic than Paris.”