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Tyson for the reason those two usually argued about: George’s
pronunciation of English words and how defensive the Cretan
felt whenever such a situation arose.
“You assholes, the only thing you know is to make fun
of us, the immigrants, but let me tell you,” George was saying
in a very loud voice that even his helper Dirya found strange.
She knew Hellenes usually talk loud but today George was more
animated than any other time in presenting his argument “let me
tell you stupid ass” George continued addressing Tyson, “say you
traveled abroad, anywhere on earth and you stopped someone
and asked, if I mention to you the word Greece, you know the country in
the Mediterranean, what comes to your mind? The person surely will
answer, civilization, philosophy, Acropolis, arts; then if you asked the
person, if I mentioned to you the word Canada, you know the country
in North America, what comes to your mind? The person surely will
answer fast food, hockey and beer. That’s what you’re all about here
in your Canada, moron, that’s your civilization and your arts,
and your philosophy, that’s what Canada is all about, however
these days you have the upper hand because of two things you
possess: money that can buy you a traitor in any country and the
guns which can kill your occasional opponent almost at the speed
of light; and you dare make fun of me, remember where I come
from and consider who you are.”
Tyson didn’t answer George though he looked at him with
a smirk on his face as if saying to him, no matter what I don’t
give a shit Greek asshole and George, being a smart observer
and understanding clearly what the other cook meant carried
on his diatribe.
“The only things you have going for you these days, assholes,
are the money and the guns and we have a four thousand
year old tradition and inheritance unparalleled to any other race…
Libros Libertad 