I'll take my desperation LOUD, thank you.

The "Average American" thinks itself superior if it adheres rigidly, tenaciously, to its own dull brand of cultural conformity, of both perception and purpose. The Average American regards itself socially significant if it possesses a "better" $4000bicycle, $60,000 car or $850,000 house. The "Typical American" conflates the casual bonhomie and mundane "wisdom" obtained at its favorite bar with some wondrous, enviable, "well-adjusted" state of gregarious bliss. The "Normal American," finding you occupationally challenged, almost invariably recommends you "do what I do." If it's a carpenter, it will encourage you to be a carpenter. If it works with computers, well you ought to be a highly-compensated nerd, too. Such is their usual level of self-absorption, their utter lack of imagination and empathy. The "Standard-Bearing" American, especially if it's a Young American, is vastly more skilled at debating which musical genre is more worthy, rather than arguing politics, history or religion. Never even mind scientific controversy! They're far too thrilled and defensive about their own willful ignorance to debate anything important. More often than not, the music they defend - to absurd, sometimes even lethal lengths - is by some jerk who screams out in agonized, permanent constipation. Or somebody wailing in a contrived "countrified" twang, or by a machine that generates a perfectly cadenced, mind-mumbing BOOM BOOM.

The "Good, Patriotic" American is generally incapable, in a true sense, of seeking its own self-interest, but can be counted on to support intensely destructive and expensive military intervention - in countries of which it is astonishingly cluless, and where Americans have no business even BEING. Oops, I digressed already; returning to the clown-like American's festishistic material obsession, it is most often NOT satisfied to be an immensely boring collector of THINGS. It finds it necessary to raise eyebrows at anyone who doesn't share its vaunted preoccupation with acquistion for the mere sake of HAVING. Possession for possession's sake gives its "Life" meaning. I suppose, in several notable ways, I too am an Average American. Hopefully, in most respects, I'm NOT. I guess many other affluent "Peoples" share the same fabuously American traits; Style Over Substance. Of course, where there IS any Substance, one might be excused for preferring to contemplate the Style. So I confess: I get a perverse, not completely admirable satisfaction at raising a complex Global or Domestic issue. I love to watch its eyes glaze, just before it flees to the nearest rest room. But you must give credit where it's due; the Average American is a very upbeat, optimistic, positive CREATURE.