The World Cup is kicking off here in the United States, and for the next five weeks, a sport most Americans cannot be bothered to watch will bring the rest of the planet to our doorstep. They are already arriving. Germans, Spaniards, Egyptians, Australians, every continent but Antarctica is showing up, and something is happening that ought to make us pause. Their minds are being blown away by us.

A German named Freddy came to Atlanta, made his way up to North Georgia, went tubing on the Chattahoochee, drove through Chattanooga, and on to Auburn, Alabama. He has been tweeting it all home in stunned, joyful disbelief. Auburn's eagle flies around the stadium. There was a military flyover—he had never seen one. At sunset over the stadium, he wrote that the European mind cannot comprehend the moment. He and his friends went to a Buc-ee's at one in the morning, bought brisket sandwiches and Beaver Nuggets, and ate them sitting on a pile of bagged deer corn. He is having the time of his life.

A man from Spain........

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