When you were young, didn’t you always think of the (contemporary) United States as being, well….united? I was remembering the awesomeness of ignorant bliss and sugar-coated education, and how I always assumed being an American meant being on the same page about what was good and what was bad, and because of that, I was all about being an American because Americans could do no wrong. I’ll put it this way: In Rocky II, I rooted for Apollo Creed, solely based on his trunks and entrance music. Little did I realize how people in American flag-patterned clothing would send shivers down my spine later on in life…
n. a young, ambitious, and well-educated city-dweller who has a professional career and an affluent lifestyle.
n. a difficult or perplexing situation or problem.