Canadians are better at whining on and on about America than we are at just about anything, except for maybe WInter Olympics and Hockey.

And part of our whining on and on about America is that whenever the Americans make a movie about Canadian material (example: Argo, about the Iran hostage events, and Superbad, based on school graduation in BC), we sit around and pout and whimper and whine for weeks about how hard done-by we are for not getting better exposure in the movie narrative.

And we nurse our wounds for months, years, until the next example happens, and we again take offense at the dastardly Americans.

A useless and maladaptive behavior, that whining. It fills the void that should be filled with popular made-in-Canada movies that we never make. We are like the neighbourhood loser who always spouts off about how he should have been made captain of the high school football team, a story he bitterly tells for seven decades before dying with a bitter expression on hise face.