"[America's] misfits have two choices. Play baseball, date cheerleaders and dance in formation at parties or declare yourself a Nietzschean Übermensch, get fucked up on heroin, refuse to accept the constraints of monogamy and write songs about killing your wife. In the former camp, we find 99% of all Americans. In the latter, the chainsaw-wielding minority whose reaction to being disappeared was to amplify their agony to a level where even their fellow Americans can't pretend that it doesn't exist."
-- "Heaven help the American misfit"
I think the writer greatly overcounts the formation-dancing cheerleader-dating baseball players. (Altho the writer is talking especially about Florida, a state known for the, uh, nonlinearity of its arithmetic.) But I get the writer's point nonetheless.
On the other hand, however, I have always said "the average American is someone who thinks he's smarter than the average American", making misfitness as American as single mom and pumpkin pie.
Yow! Have I commodified my dissent yet?