In Taiwan I had a great pool of predominantly English mates, which ultimately lowered my guard to poms. That was quite some feat, as my pom prevention barriers were fixed at an early age by the incredible number of whiny whingeing poms I encountered growing up in Australia. It sounds unfair, but believe me there is such a phenomenon, and most Australians can spot it a mile away, thus the term whingeing pom. Even more recent immigrants like the Vietnamese who have no great historical exposure to the English, but can obviously spot a whiner in their midst, have adopted this term.
Jeremy Clarkson recently moaned that “Australia is where you go when you’ve made a mess of everything. That’s why the 1.3m Brits who live there are known as whingeing Poms. Because they’re all failures.” That seems a little harsh to me, but there maybe something in it, obviously.
In my experience, your typical whingeing pom is prone to an overwhelming state of negativity. They sigh often, have pouty faces and tend to come out with crap like: “But the butter (invariably pronounced boottah) doesn’t taste the same as it did in England.” It’s the grass, it’s just not as green." “All this blinking sunshine it can’t be good for the eyes you know.” or, It’s al very well having nice beaches but it’s too hot to swim and the sand burns your feet, and then there’s the skin cancer." These are genuine quotes, by the way, mostly muttered with a north English accent, has to be said.
Then in Taiwan I became naturally inclined to think the English were probably alright, or at least worthy of a look in. At the same time, I became wary of North Americans, as their greater numbers tended to mean more clowns, particularly after 911. But here in HK where the English dominate, I’m finding myself increasingly raising the bar on the poms. In fact mostly I cringe when I hear them talking with what I now consider to mostly be horrid accents. On the flipside, I cringe less these days when I hear Australians and I’m actually starting to appreciate the Americans (that’s cannucks and AmeriKKKans cos I really, despite a little bit of effort, can’t tell them apart).
I’m not pointing any fingers here, it is just an observation, but at the same time, what’s with whingeing poms?