In Defence of Arizona
I have lived in Arizona, on and off, for 13 years now. I went to high school here, my mother lives here, the house I’ve lived in the longest is here, I have friends here, and –despite its rapid and dizzying development– I know Phoenix better than perhaps anywhere else in the world. I see no contradiction between calling myself Arizonan and not calling myself American, in the same way that I don’t really like being English but I identify strongly with Oxford. As you’d expect, I rather like Arizona. I have consequently spent 13 years defending it to other … Continue reading In Defence of Arizona
