Germany

I am from germany, yet i've been told to not love germany. Loving one's homecountry is something germans can't afford, for we still are reminded of our past every day. I am a memeber of the third generation of young germans that still have to carry the burden of guilt. It sucks to listen to the same old Nazi jokes in every chatroom i enter. The same old jokes, made by americansthinking that Paris is the capital of Spain or that we don't know what a television is and stuff. We listen to the same old shit every day.Most of my friends are what you would call »foreigners«. We here in Germany hate foreigners, don't we ? So I suppose I will have to kill my friends ? ..... Someday this crap will be over ! Someday europe will be what europe was meant to be, a country without borders, with open minded people and the remains of our past will be nothing but a threatening reminder of what fascism can do ! Yeah, thats basically what I wanted to say... Sorry for my english.

I dislike Germany, being a German. it's part of the national identity. Honestly, there's nothing much to like about us, is there?

Thirty years ago, one was not considered truly educated, especially in the sciences, if one did not speak German. Today German is still a fine language, but – like Danish, Dutch and Greek – spoken only at home among friends, being replaced by ubiquitous English.

Another comment on the third reich jokes around here: If you knew what you are joking about, and still were laughing, you would make a great 4th reich leader !

Germany produces fine automobiles, guns, cameras, wine, and of course beer (and many other wonderful products, I'm sure).

Germany came to the English Midlands this Christmas – in the attractive and traditional form of the Frankfurt Christmas Fair in the centre of Birmingham. Now, why on earth weren't Goering and the Luftwaffe thinking along similar lines sixty years ago...Think of all the decades of friendship and mutual admiration that we missed as a result of mistaking the efficacy of Xmas decorations and lovely warm gluehwein for that of cold bombs and rockets.