Geographical differences in the genetic makeup of my friends: A photographic perspective

I am a speech language pathologist by trade. I love most people, places and things. I have a special affinity for analyzing my friends-- to understand them and all of our differences, be it social, cultural or intellectual. It is with great pleasure that I prove, I mean, determine what is wrong with them, usually for the sake of my assistance in their betterment. Perhaps that is just the pahtologist in me; I have a compulsion to study disorder. There is another part of me that also secretly coveted the life of a geneticist--fascinating really. Luckily, my work with children led me to stumble upon some forceful information (please see photos!) that led me to marry so many of my favorite interests (friends, pathology, genetics, being right, etc.)
I will now shed light on recently discovered differnces noted in a small group of my friends: K, a 31 year old female of French Canadian decent; O, a 34 year old male of "purest" Norwegian blood; and A, a 29 year old Italian/German American born and raised in Chicago (that's me!)

Objective #1: Debunk cold-lovin' K's notion that Norwegians and Chicagoans should tolerate, even appreciate extremely cold weather as much as a Canadian from Plattsburg, NY

This is utter nonsense really. The proof is in the picture! As my extensive photographic research reveals, the people in Canada live in Igloos. This must be why K loves the cold so much; more a part of her genetic makeup than where she was actually born and raised (consider Canadian heritage compared to a Southern Italian or a skinny Norwegian). This is evidenced futher when we see that Norwegians in fact do not live in Igloos, but wooden houses covered with moss that grows in probably a pretty temperate climate. I also suspect that there aren't any Igloos in Chicago, but have not yet found any photographic evidence to disprove my theory.

Objective #2: Prove that Norway-lovin' O should branch out a little, in fact all of Norway should!

As K, O, and I (A) made our way through the cold, suffering or revelling, as only our genetic predisposition would have us, we wandered into a Japenese restaurant for brunch. O began to read his Norwegian newspaper and reported that recently in Norway there has been a significant increase in individuals born hermaphroditic. A picture says a thousand words here as well. Referring to the photographic evidence that does represent all, or most, of Norway, it is easy to see how difficult it would be for those children to cross the fjord to fjornicate with people in the other village (it appears much easier to climb the ladder to your brother.) I did not have enough time to research the genetic mutation that yields hermaphroditism, however, I will refer you to the book Middlesex (529 pages, no pictures!) This book not only skims the science, but also proves historically and socially relevant. It is also a good read.