The foreigner… that exotic being from beyond the sea.. charming; sometimes, exploiter: many times . He knocks on the door flashing his civilised, broad minded, and modern ideas in the face of us heathens. One must bow to him and welcome him to the main room and let them sit on the best spot, drink from the best china, and sleep in the master room’s.
That is us and them.. us the barbaric, the narrow-minded, the filthy and them the demi-gods, the vessel of knowledge and innovation. We the under-class, and them the learned ones.
We the terrorists and them the peacekeepers… us the lazy and them the amazing race.
We have seen them through those eyes and mentality of us vs them. Them always win