Seriously, though, the thing that gets me about Anglo-American writing, and particularly about Anglo-American fantasy writing? Is the zeal with which we seem to thrust our European-derived mythologies (fairies, white stags, knights, Greek gods, Vikings, etc.) onto American landscapes, all the while ignoring that there were deep, already-existing mythologies already associated with those landscapes. It seems like a low-level-but-constant cultural rehashing of the imperialist conquest of the New World, and it increasingly makes me very uncomfortable.