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Not-So-Ugly Americans

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Rita is tired of the worldwide image of the Ugly American, and explains why in her usual mild, non-confrontational way…

The first Americans I ever met were disguised as Canadians. They had sewn maple leaf patches onto their backpacks because they were so tired of being confronted about the Vietnam war wherever they traveled in Europe. They were not ashamed of being American, but they were ashamed of the actions of their government in Southeast Asia. They did not want to be confused with the Ugly American stereotype that dominated British attitudes to our cousins across the ocean at the time. The prescient 1958 novel The Ugly American by Eugene Burdick and William Lederer first popularized the phrase. In 1963, the year American troops first routinely engaged in combat in Vietnam, the book was made into a film starring Marlon Brando. Ironically, the title character Homer Atkins, though physically ugly, is the good guy of the story. His humanitarian plans to help the people of Southeast Asia are contrasted with the soulless bureaucrats’ arrogance and blundering incompetence. Nevertheless, his soubriquet became shorthand for all the perceived flaws in the American character, especially when meddling overseas. The fake Canadians I met were not denying their American nationality as much as asking to be judged as individuals.

Today it is easy to find examples of the Ugly American stereotype grabbing headlines across the media: bloviating politicians, hate-spewing pastors, gun-toting survivalists, science deniers, and conspiracy theorists galore. (Have you heard the one about President Obama deliberately bringing Ebola to America to infect Christians so he can establish an American caliphate?) And foreign misadventures since the Vietnam era have done little to dispel the Ugly American image abroad. The notorious ignorance of world geography endemic in the American populace suggests a peace campaign along the lines of “if you can’t find it on a map don’t bomb it.” I once had to share a dinner table with a man who, after declaring his vehement support for the Iraq war, went on to state that he wasn’t really interested in the outside world and had no desire to travel there, America was good enough for him.

But the not-so-ugly Americans seem to get less attention. Like the fictional Homer Atkins they are curious and knowledgeable about the world, they travel abroad with idealistic humanitarian goals, and they show respect for foreign cultures. They are recent college graduates or empty nesters who join the Peace Corps, which despite conspiracy theories about CIA involvement, attracts idealists with a sincere belief in the organization’s mission “to promote world peace and friendship.”  They are doctors and nurses who join the Red Cross or Doctors Without Borders to bring medical care to remote populations and fight deadly diseases, like Ebola. They are journalists committed to the truth who brave war zones to get the story out to the wider world. At home they are the countless Americans who volunteer time and money to help those less fortunate than themselves. In my own life in America I have known far more of the not-so-ugly than the other sort.

We rarely hear of these good Americans unless something horrible happens to them, like beheading or catching Ebola. James Foley and Steven Sotloff were dedicated journalists determined to tell the stories of the suffering Syrian people. They weren’t the problem, but ISIS beheaded them anyway. Dr. Kent Brantly, Dr. Craig Spencer, and other medical workers who contracted Ebola in West Africa risked their own lives to stop the spread of a deadly plague. American nurses are on the front lines treating Ebola patients at home and abroad. But as demonstrated in the case of Kaci Hickox, the nurse who returned from Sierra Leone only to face a medically unnecessary quarantine, people stoked with fear do not always respond to their efforts with gratitude.

The ugly Americans, those plentiful loudmouths who spread misinformation, hysteria, and ever more insane conspiracy theories, often for political gain, are rarely called to account. But when things go wrong it always seems to be the not-so-ugly Americans who pay the price.

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Rita Byrne Tull is an ex-pat librarian who lives in Maryland.

14 thoughts on “Not-So-Ugly Americans

  1. johngjobling@googlemail.com'
    malty
    November 5, 2014 at 09:49

    Must be a generational thing, mine was weaned on Montgomery Clift, John Wayne and old ‘yup-nope’ himself, perhaps they outnumbered the ugly ones.

    Mind you Rita, though but, and now that you have raised the subject…..frau m and I spent a pleasant few hours recently, in Fiosole, with two ancient, articulate Bostonians, but brother, were they ugly.

  2. wormstir@gmail.com'
    November 5, 2014 at 11:31

    I don’t think we british fare much better in terms of international pulchritude…

  3. Brit
    November 5, 2014 at 12:44

    Personally I much prefer the Bible-thumping science deniers to the Sean Penns.

    • peter.burnet@hotmail.com'
      Peter
      November 5, 2014 at 23:22

      Me too. Ditto hate-spewing pastors and conspiracy theorists galore. Where would murder mystery and spy thriller genres be without them? Imagine how tedious the world would be if 300 million Americans outfitted in the latest wilderness gear were all trampling the globe in SUVs trying to promote world peace and friendship, befuddled at the mysteriously increasing global popularity of war and enmity.

      Welcome back, Dabblers.

  4. george.jansen55@gmail.com'
    George
    November 6, 2014 at 01:02

    A college friend, who spent a year in Europe in the mid 1970s, resented the Canadian students with their maple leaf patches. He was not especially political, but he would have had hard words for any American students traveling under a false flag.

    As for the rest of the piece, I’m not the intended audience. From where I sit, a homely enough American, it reads a bit like Abraham pleading for Sodom on the hypothesis of ten just men.

  5. george.jansen55@gmail.com'
    George
    November 6, 2014 at 10:53

    Let me say also that a particular fault–particular, for greed, lust, violence, deceit, etc. are pretty uniformly distributed about the globe–that I find in my countrymen is a desire to be loved, and a belief that we are lovable. Those who look at Hollywood adaptations of foreign movies and TV shows will notice the writers’ discomfort with the perfectly amoral villain. It seems to me more decent to find one’s own esteem and admiration (however deluded) efficient, a practice I see elsewhere.

    • george.jansen55@gmail.com'
      George
      November 6, 2014 at 10:54

      “Sufficient”, dammit, not “efficient”.

    • peter.burnet@hotmail.com'
      Peter
      November 6, 2014 at 12:54

      There’s plenty of glory in that desire to be appreciated, George, but it doesn’t always sit well with the “leader of the free world” mandate history bequeathed you. I recall a sense of foreboding when, within weeks of the conquest of Iraq, the NYT was reporting the results of opinion polls on what Iraqis did and did not want. The rest, as they say, is history.

      The most hilarious putdown of us flag-wearing Canadians I ever saw was from an American professor who stated that he always sported a Canadian flag when travelling abroad. It signaled to the locals that he was insufferably self-righteous and a lousy tipper to boot.

      • george.jansen55@gmail.com'
        George
        November 6, 2014 at 23:18

        Peter, what strikes me as most American about the NYT poll is its belatedness. A bit of inquiry about our likely reception would have been in order a year before. But we knew that it would be just like 1944, following General LeClerc down the Champs d’Elysees. I mean, if we could get the French to love us, however briefly, who else could resist?

  6. vipergram@gmail.com'
    November 7, 2014 at 16:01

    During a dinner with a couple of young ladies from San Fransisco, one turned to me and said, ” I have a confession. When we travel we sometimes tell people that we’re from Canada.”
    “My dear,” I responded, ” Sometimes when I travel and drink overcomes me, let everyone within hearing distance know that I’m “America.” This set off a round of speculation.

  7. alasguinns@me.com'
    Hey Skipper
    November 8, 2014 at 06:42

    I was stationed at the former RAF Upper Heyford, decommissioned for 21 years now, in the early 1980s.

    I remember being, since I was a walking contradiction of leftist pieties, quite the ugly American.

    Did I remember to mention that RAF Upper Heyford has been decommissioned for 21 years?

    (Note for admin: the three required fields have no labels, or asterisks. Chrome version 38+, OS X 10.10.)

    • jeffguinn@me.com'
      Hey Skipper
      November 8, 2014 at 06:45

      (More accurate note for admin: each of the three fields contained my email address.)

      • Worm
        November 8, 2014 at 13:04

        thanks HS! Trying to get this fixed!

  8. davidanddonnacohen@gmail.com'
    David
    November 8, 2014 at 18:13

    They weren’t the problem, but ISIS beheaded them anyway.

    Perhaps ISIS is addressing a different problem?

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