What is an American?

An American to me is really anyone who resides within our borders. I can’t say that Americans are smarter, braver, or nobler than the rest of the world, many in the public spotlight should answer why. I can say that Americans are defined by our diversity. What I love about this country is the idea that in theory, we have the same opportunity to fail as we do to succeed. We are in the end, just people. Some of us are extraordinary and some of us are extraordinarily bad. Most of us fall in the middle. Saying that we are “freeder” than anyone else is something that clearly only Bush and his cronies believe. I am proud to be an American because we are not defined by anything but the lack of a definition. Illegal immigrants are just as American as anyone else here. I hate to be a pretentious liberal, but what is legal? Look back to our country’s formation. Where African slaves treated as legal Americans? Where the Native Americans treated as legal Americans? Where women treated as legal Americans? No, so stop complaining about the immigrants who clean your house because you would rather play fantasy football and support the war from a safe distance, you know, one where you don’t really have to do anything.