No, especially if you ask the Danes themselves.
I like the Danish, especially their sometimes (very) warped sense of humour. Still, it is quite telling that both my good Danish friends are expats: one, the Hyporborean Hunter, has fled the country for the vast frozen expanses of (dependent) Greenland; the other is Henry’s Stepmum, permanently living in England. They had both told me a lot about the Danish brand of xenophobia. Actually, Hyporborean Hunter, when I was after a job in Aarhus, warned: “Never attempt to speak Danish; they will appreciate more a foreigner speaking better English than them than one speaking non-fluent Danish.”
