I am a victim.
As the descendant of German-speaking immigrants, I am personally offended by the rise in France-bashing. This intolerant attack on all things French is reminiscent of the national hysteria over all things German during the First World War, when frankfurters were renamed “liberty dogs,” places with German-derived names got new, more “patriotic” names (for example, Saratoga Street in Baltimore used to be named German Street), and Americans who were German-speaking or even had German surnames were maligned as spies or even attacked.
Because today’s France-bashing, or frog-ism, reminds me of our country’s past German-bashing, or kraut-ism sentiment of the past, I feel personally marginalized.
I am therefore entitled to a public apology and a big pile of money.