I never really thought of myself as bigoted or xenophobic, but it dawned on me recently that I’m prejudiced against Australians. I’m not going to try to soften this by claiming that some of my best friends are Australian, because they’re not. In fact, I can’t remember ever actually meeting an Australian, although I did briefly work for a woman with a Boston accent so thick that some Chicagoans thought she was from Australia. Hate is too strong of a word. It’s not really even that I dislike Australians as much as I’m scared of them. They’re not like us; something just feels off.