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Saturday, July 6, 2013

Here We Go Again – Elbert Guillory (R) Switches Parties


I am so pleased to introduce Melissa Prunty-Kemp, M.A., M.F.A. I invited some other writers to share their race and culture experiences, and Melissa is the second writer to guest post. If we cannot view our experiences through the lens of honesty and forthrightness, we cannot begin to heal our shameful history of racism and look forward to a new unified America.

Perhaps recent storms, bridge collapses or the trials of Jody Arias and George Zimmerman distracted you from this recent earth-shaking announcement by former Democratic Senator Elbert Guillory, now new R-Opelousas, Louisiana; that he switched parties and is now a Republican.  Not only has Guillory experienced this “Apostle Paul” moment, you should as well, especially if you are a Black American.

In this statement originally sent to me from a Facebook friend as a YouTube video, Guillory purports to show many misguided African Americans “the way.” Fortunately for me especially (because I hate video), I found a transcript of Guillory’s speech.

If you are a person who believes political parties have any real purpose different from each other (I do not—they all want the same thing in my opinion, which is security for monetary and military interests but they each have a different method of fostering that security), then it makes sense for you to pay attention to what the parties do and who is affiliated with which party.  If you think race has something to do with how the parties operate, then it makes sense to pay attention to which racial/ethnic groups affiliate with which parties.  I, however, believe that political parties, like race, socio-economic status, age, gender and other demographic delimiters serve one purpose only—to distract and divide people so that they never pay attention to the real problem—the wizard behind the curtain.

So what’s Guillory’s premise in his speech?  He believes the Democratic Party is in favor of “public” welfare and that the public who receives such is being insulted with it.  He states, “You see, in recent history the Democrat Party has created the illusion that their agenda and their policies are what’s best for black people.”  The operative words in this sentence and in the whole argument, which weakens it and makes it irrelevant, are “recent history.”  What’s recent is a matter of when you are born.  My son and my own “recent history” are radically different.  It amazes me that Guillory could be his age and make the statements he’s making, considering the “recent history” he experienced in Louisiana.

He could be right with the rest of his contention, however: there is no shortage of parties, groups, doctors, politicians and a host of others who know “what’s best” for black and any other people, whites included.  I’d define that as “parochialism” or “paternalism,” both of which are faulty.  It presupposes the belief that ethnic groups and their individual members are incapable of deciding what’s best for themselves and that they need the great hand of someone smarter than they to do it for them.  Guillory should be slapped for continuing to perpetuate such a statement.  I definitely don’t need anyone to tell me what’s best for me.  My brain and critical thinking function quite well, thank you.

Guillory’s speech then continues to posit that Republicans are much more humane and have been such since 1854.  Presumably, he thinks they are the best party to know what’s “best for the people.” He then goes on to prove the accuracy of this statement.  It would take me a week to demonstrate how wrong-headed it is for any group of people in the USA to discuss the humanity of Democratic or Republican parties toward minority groups or women. We could all be smashed flat by the weight of publications to the contrary.  Both parties are guilty at various times in history of inhumanity and grand hypocrisy from the beginnings of this country until today, and the same will be the case tomorrow.  Individuals do and have done great things.  The parties often have not.

Some of Guillory’s proof of the great good will toward blacks at the hands of Republicans is pretty shaky:  Abe Lincoln, while a great president, was no saint.  Most people know these days that the abolition of slavery was not his purpose in the Civil War, nor anyone’s purpose.  It was a convenient and happy circumstance for slaves that Emancipation became a political tool, and most of them were grateful for freedom.  But if you read deeply, you will find that some were not and were “happy” with the “security” of their slave existence - wrong-headed and misguided—yes. 

But if you consider that a slave was a person ripped from their home at the hands of their own countrymen and relocated several thousand miles away across an ocean which they (perhaps) miraculously managed to survive being transported over; if you consider that a slave might have been purposefully BRED here after the slave trade was abolished (after all, why engage in the expense of transport or even of purchase on these shores when a slave owner could just make as many of his own slaves as he desired); it’s not difficult to imagine that one tortured and terrified in this manner wouldn’t want to be released to “freedom” into the wilds of an unknown country never travelled, with little or no idea really how to negotiate travel, not to mention all those murderous whites who might kill you still (reference the 1890s, Red Summer of 1913, the rise of the KKK and other hate groups, and subsequent Jim Crow Laws.) 

Guillory’s next example of Republican largesse is “voting rights.”  This is another problematic issue as stated by Guillory, who says, “It was the Republicans in Congress who authored the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth amendments giving former slaves citizenship, voting rights, and due process of law.”  Republicans did sponsor the 14th Amendment, but it was in reaction to the Supreme Court’s (also mostly Republican) Dred Scott Decision.  So in fact, it wasn’t Dred Scott himself that was the reason for the 14th Amendment; it was quelling a corrupt Supreme Court (see Anastaplo’s Lincoln biography, 1999.)

It’s also well worth noting that the 1965 Voting Rights Act wouldn’t have been necessary had the first rights to vote been enforced.  The 1965 Voting Rights Act was a bi-partisan sponsored bill and signed into law by a democratic president.  Guillory writes, “It was the Republican President Dwight Eisenhower who championed the Civil Rights Act of 1957, but it was Democrats in the Senate who filibustered the bill.” Eisenhower, a Republican, was a great president, but unfortunately, he couldn’t get the Civil Rights Act passed.  It would take the bully-muscle of a Democrat to do that.  Had not Kennedy and Johnson been in office, and had not Johnson been in need of establishing his might, I don’t think the act would have been passed without much more bloodshed. Consider the numbers reported of blacks mostly and some whites who were killed or injured from 1954 – 1968 during the Civil Rights movement (89 murdered and 176 injured that I could find from various sources). Had not Johnson intervened in 1964 when he did, I really believe things might have devolved into all-out civil war or another instance of genocide in the USA.

Guillory switches in his speech at this point to talk about government.  He writes, “You see, at the heart of liberalism is the idea that only a great and powerful big government can be the benefactor of social justice for all Americans.”  What exactly is “big government?”  Where is it actually stated what size our government should be other than what the constitution implies, keeping in mind that times and situations call for adjustments.  Our country has chosen to use government as a means of operation.  We have 315 million+ people in the US as of December 2012.  Who and how are we to manage all those people and their needs without government of a reasonable size to perform operations? 

We’re doing a terrible job at actually managing the needs of the people.  Reference the recent bridge collapses as one example of how well we are not doing.  According to the USDA, 47,558,164 Americans, or roughly 15% of our total population, are receiving food stamps, an increase of 2.8% since last year. They are not having their needs managed either. I promise you, none of this 15% woke up and decided they wanted to try to feed their families on $45 - $100 a month.

Yes, of course, Americans tend to complain about “social programs,” which is ridiculous, especially since many of those programs are benefitting the people who complain.  Take welfare for instance.  The current statistics show that there’s a 1% difference in the numbers of blacks and whites who receive welfare at around 39.8%.  Only around 16% of Latinos receive it.  We spend
·      $139.1 billion on welfare and our current total spending budget is $3,803.4 billion.
·      3.65% of our budget on welfare. 
·      $916.1 billion on healthcare
·      $901.4 on defense
·      $875.3 on pensions. 
I hope you see a problem here.  Less spending on social programs (almost none) and more spending on defense and healthcare. If you don’t eat well, you will become sick sooner or later. We could fund the welfare budget 8 times over with the defense or even the pension budget, and subsequently reduce spending on healthcare if our government had different priorities. We will spend ever-increasing amounts on healthcare at this rate due to our inability or disregard for our responsibility as humans to care for people who make up our society.  Or, we will just decide to let people die in the streets.

Guillory targets welfare as a program intended to keep blacks in poverty and not lift them from it.  He writes, “Programs such as welfare, food stamps, these programs aren’t designed to lift black Americans out of poverty, they were always intended as a mechanism for politicians to control the black community.”  Since Guillory himself is black, I presume this is why he has only talked about blacks in this sentence.  However, his contention is true for ALL people using the service.  It’s not meant to be a way of life but a bridge to a better life.  But, what does one do if the bridge is collapsed, has been blown up, or simply doesn’t exist where you live?  Consider here the demise of manufacturing in America.  Some of the arguments heard are that skilled laborers should train for other jobs. What if those other jobs aren’t there? 

Here’s Guillory’s one (mostly) accurate statement: “The idea that blacks, or anyone for that matter, need the government to get ahead in life is despicable” (2013, para. 6).  I agree.  However, as we have allowed ourselves to devolve over time, and given in fully to our terminal interest in profiteering, there’s just too much money to be made by having people dependent on government, one way or another, whether it’s for job creation, protection of our finance and banking system, oversight of our corporation operations, and the list goes on.  Things should not be this way.  I’m not a happy capitalist; this and other economic systems, along with individual greed and desire for power, corrupt all that should be had in any economic system.  None of them work as long as power-mongers are in charge.

Guillory mentions how “freedom” is tossed around and has lost its punch.  I agree.  I also think that virtually no American wants real freedom.  And nowhere on the planet does true freedom, or, for that matter, democracy, actually exist. We have pseudo versions of these ideas. Freedom is regularly suspended in situations like these:  (1) you are a group of youth, regardless of race, who are congregating and making some other people nervous because you are congregating; (2) you are a homeowner who needs a mortgage modification, but Bank of America and/or Chase are practicing fraud which impedes your progress and can substantially affect your freedom to resolve your financial situation; (3) you’re a black youth [read and then fill in the blank of the exhaustive list of things that can impede your freedom that you actually have no control over, like being shot inside your house from a bullet meant for someone else, or being forced through hazing into activities that lead to your death (definitely not only occurring in the black community)]; (4) being hit and killed as a child while sitting in church from celebratory gunfire; (5) your government is afraid of terrorists and thus decides it needs to monitor and record all communications of all Americans.  This list goes on.

In short, Guillory is free to choose whatever party he wants and to switch at will.  That he does so has absolutely no bearing on what I believe will ultimately save this country, and that has nothing to do with politics.  In fact, when we pay less attention to politics and more attention to compassionate humane treatment of everyone, regardless of color, creed, gender or party affiliation, we might have a chance.  We need a great deal more respect for difference. 

In fact, it never ceases to amaze me how this nation, of all nations, can be so recalcitrant and xenophobic about difference.  The indigenous peoples in America are not the ones currently in charge—the start of the problem.  Perhaps it’s time that the USA should split up into smaller units where people of like minds can live in peace.  If you want to hate whomever, not feed whomever, keep your women barefoot and pregnant and your citizenry wholly ignorant about certain things, there ought to be a place for you in these United States.  You should be able to practice what you want, and you should NOT be able to impede me from doing the same.  In your area, your own individual citizens will easily abide by the cultural will of the people in your area, or they will have to leave and go to another one where people live as desired.  If I want to play the violin, be gay, levitate the Pentagon, manufacture, drink and sell raw milk and non-GMO vegetables, consume no pharmaceuticals, drink clean water, write poetry, smoke weed, have group sex, watch porn, gamble, drink and do drugs, have academic conversations, write books, I should be able to do that with like-minded people and not be attacked or impressed into behavior I don’t espouse.  If I want to be Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Yoruba, Wiccan, you should be able to be so and not have others attack you for it.  That’s what America is supposed to be.  So we waste our time trying to police others into being like us because in fact, that’s against the principles of freedom.  I hope America shits or gets off the pot.  Either be the free society your constitution says you are and work out a reasonable way to do so, or stop lying and be the fascist, communist, dictatorial beast this country is fast becoming. 


Melissa Prunty Kemp is a 27-year English professor and former General Education department chair.  Her education background is varied—she earned a B.A. in Psychology from Hollins University in Roanoke, VA, and was the second African American to earn a M.A. in English from Virginia Polytechnic Institute and State University in Blacksburg, VA. She studied Early American and Harlem Renaissance literature at Kent State University.  Her final degree, a Master in Fine Arts Creative Writing, was earned at from Queens University of Charlotte, NC. 

She wrote her first poems at age 13, which were published in the junior high literary magazine, The Bagpipe, and in yearbooks.  She says, “I knew no other way at that time to extol the love I had for an unknown Cheyenne Indian in Wyoming; a poem had to be it.  I have been writing and attempting to publish ever since.”  Her love of writing drives her to write and publish academic and technical articles and online publications about art, race, politics, black history and local history of African Americans in Salem and Roanoke, VA.  Her poetry and articles have appeared in The Journal of Women and Language, California Poetry Quarterly, We Used To Be Wives (anthology), Drylongso.com, Callaloo Journal and Art & Understanding Magazine.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Passionate Martyr


I remember my parents taking me to the Buster Brown Shoe Store when I was little, maybe four or five. It was in downtown Albany, probably on or near Central Avenue, and I’m not sure why they brought me there as usually my shoes were bought at the nearest big box discount store, not Wal-Mart back then, but similar.
The shoes we bought were Mary Jane’s, and they were for Easter. The salesman walked behind the counter to ring up the shoes, and he told me I could come on back and choose a plastic egg with pastel beads inside of it from the glass case beneath the counter.
I squealed, ran behind the counter, pulled out an egg with a clear top and blue bottom, and clutched it to my chest. My excitement and urgent determination made the salesman laugh, and I felt my cheeks warm, embarrassed that I had shared my emotions with a stranger.
Today, I’m that same person, shy of temperament but teeming with emotion. I can’t help but communicate it. When I speak or write about race, culture, injustice, and the human condition, I feel the urgency, and I want to share it in spite of my fear of strangers. Afterwards I feel different emotions: remorse for burdening others with our sometimes painful experiences; sadness that I cannot reach more people; hope that I’ve opened the eyes of even one person; frustration that change is slow; anxiety that I’ve revealed too much; desire for solitude; longing for connection; doubt feeding my insecurities; and fear roiling my insides.
If I listened to my fears, I would not have accomplished one thing in life. They scream at me. They predict failure, danger, and death.  I cover my ears, try to calm my breathing, focus only on the next moment in time, and keep going.
I used to tell myself that I could do anything temporarily, for seconds, then minutes, then longer, and that helped keep me going, too. I keep my goals in site: go to college even though neither parent graduated high school; don’t go back home where I feel abandoned and unloved; meet and marry a man whose race is different from mine and know this fact will cause many people to question my sanity, directly impact our life through racism (affecting our economic and quality of life opportunities), and socially spurn us; have children when others express the irresponsibility of bringing mixed race children into a racist society; choose to leave the comfort of academia and move into the corporate world to grow my career, contribute substantially to the family finances, and become well-known in my field as an expert, leader, and trainer; speak up and fight when injustice, racist actions, or prejudice affects our family or others; choose to be dissatisfied with middle-age weight gain, lose 50 pounds, and keep it off for over ten years; start a master’s degree at 45 and finish a second one at 53; move to another state where we know no one; and start a blog that relies on personal experience to talk about race, gender, and culture.
Every person has stories of triumph, failure, and moving through fear to obtain goals. I love hearing people’s stories. Usually within a short time of meeting people I’ve asked enough questions to learn what stories are important to them and define who they are.
In a marriage and family counseling class that I took during my first master’s degree, the professor asked us to introduce ourselves in a few sentences.  I said, “I live a multicultural and interracial life. I’m Italian and Irish-American. I bill myself as a passionate martyr.”
It was a nod to my interethnic upbringing and how it shaped my view of the world and my place in it.
My introduction caused many classmates to laugh. Pretty good for a woman who had a panic attack outside the classroom of the first counseling class I registered for a few years before then.  Back then I wondered why a middle-aged woman, secure in her career and job, would think about going back to school with students who were about the same age as my daughters. Could I contribute anything of value to the classroom discussions? I discovered I wanted to know more about myself, about our multicultural world, and about people in general, and this was one way to gain the skills to do that.
I am that passionate martyr.
(Excerpt from essay Creating a Cultural Context in American Memoir)
Many Americans are not aware they are surrounded by a cultural context that uniquely molds them and colors their perceptions of their experiences and of others. This is particularly true of white Americans. They may say, “I’m not ethnic, I’m white,” for example, but what does being “white” mean? Every individual has an ethnicity, the heritage and social/cultural customs, beliefs and values of a particular group, and has also been influenced dramatically by “social class, religion, migration, geography, gender oppression, racism, and sexual orientation, as well as family dynamics (McGoldrick, Giordano, Garcia-Preto, p.1).” Add personality and temperament to the mix, and no two people are exactly alike.
Every American came from somewhere else. Some traveled over a strait that connected the continents thousands of years ago. Others traveled to escape oppression in their home countries. Some were brought here by force. People settled in areas they felt comfortable in, maybe choosing to live with people like themselves, or near places of worship, or certain topographies that felt familiar, or a particular climate, or where the jobs were. Some people were forced to live on the plantations they labored at, or on reservations, or in urban ghettos, or in rural isolation. These circumstances created a cultural context in which people lived and developed and learned about themselves and others.
Monica McGoldrick emphasizes in her book, Ethnicity and Family Therapy, how important the legacy of migration is when she says, “All Americans have experienced the complex stresses of migration. And the hidden effects of this history, especially when it goes unacknowledged, may linger for many generations. Families’ migration experiences have a major influence on their cultural values (p.19).”
The legacy of ethnicity is passed from one generation to the next, sometimes clearly, as in speaking a native language or practicing traditions. Other ethnic clues are passed down subtly: maybe the turn of a phrase or an unattributed tenet or a story shared from one generation to the next. Sometimes traditions and language are lost over the generations, perhaps through forced or voluntary assimilation into a dominant culture or through physical distance from one’s origins.
Stereotypes are negative generalities that become internalized by the people they are about and by the people who construct them. Their intention is often to hurt, oppress and segregate ethnic or cultural groups. They may be grounded in a bit of truth, but their intent is dishonest and disingenuous.
But there are generalities about ethnicity, race, culture and gender that can enlighten and normalize. These generalities are never meant to define a person, because so many forces in life shape a unique individual, and each of us is unique. Yet knowing that a certain ethnicity or culture tends to think in similar ways, shares a common belief system and historical legacy, or acts in collective synergy, can lend understanding or the ability to step into the shoes of another and experience the world through his or her point of view. The more an individual can learn about the unique lens through which he or she views the world, the more such knowledge can engender tolerance for other perspectives and people and a better understanding about oneself.
McGoldrick describes stereotyping this way:
Although generalizing about groups has often been used to reinforce prejudices, one cannot discuss ethnic cultures without generalizing. The only alternative is to ignore this level of analysis of group patterns, which mystifies and disqualifies the experience of groups at the margins, perpetuating covert negative stereotyping, as does the failure to address culture explicitly per se, considering socioeconomic, political, and religious influences more important. Others avoid discussion of group characteristics altogether, in favor of individual family patterns maintaining, “I prefer to think of each family as unique” or “I prefer to think of family members as human beings rather than pigeonholing them in categories.” Of course, we all prefer to be treated as unique human beings. But such assumptions prevent us from acknowledging the influence of cultural and group history on every person’s experience (p. 13).
As a memoir writer, I think it is even more important to understand one’s cultural legacy. A memoirist is writing a particular story from a particular point of view and a particular perspective. The story is singularly unique yet it resonates beyond the writer.
I do not believe every story must be written from a cultural perspective, but acknowledging that it is one lens through which a life is experienced enriches the depth of story. For example, I was raised in a bicultural family. My father was a first generation Italian-American, and my mother was a war bride of Irish descent from Australia. Being raised in a family with recently immigrated parents definitely had an impact on how I experienced mainstream American culture. In fact I often felt on the fringes, an outsider, with many of my peers.  When I first began to study the ethnic tension in my home life, I did not account for the legacy that my Irish heritage contributed. I only thought about the cultural aspects of being Australian and Italian, but a deeper search revealed that my mother being Irish-Australian mattered just as much to my story.
When I read the following in McGoldrick’s book, Ethnicity and Family Therapy, as I studied toward a master’s degree in counseling, I felt a sense of understanding for my mother I had not experienced before:
The Irish people are a people of many paradoxes. While having a tremendous flair for bravado, they may inwardly assume that anything that goes wrong is the result of their sins. They are dreamers but also pragmatic, hard workers… They are good humored, charming, hospitable, and gregarious, but often avoid intimacy. They love a good time, which includes teasing, verbal word play, and sparring, yet are drawn to tragedy. Although always joking, they seem to struggle continuously against loneliness, depression, and silence, believing intensely that life will break your heart one day (p. 595).
This simple paragraph, perhaps feeling stereotypical to some, felt as if it were specifically talking about my mother.
When my husband and I met freshman year of college, a new cultural and racial construct contributed to the perspective through which I view the world. My husband is African-American. His family is descended from Africans brought here against their will to be used as slaves. It’s important to note that his historical legacy sets him apart from African-Americans who immigrated to the US by choice, and how new they are generationally to the US. His family also migrated from the South to the North. This had a cultural impact as well. Interracial marriage, though more common, is still statistically rare. “Factoring in all racial combinations, Stanford University sociologist Michael Rosenfeld calculates that more than 7 percent of America’s 59 million married couples in 2005 were interracial, compared to less than 2 percent in 1970.”[1]
McGoldrick has this to say about intermarriage:
Although, as a nation, we have a long history of intercultural relationships, until 1967 our society explicitly forbade racial intermarriage, and discouraged cultural intermarriage as well, because it challenged White supremacy. But traditional ethnic and racial categories are now increasingly being challenged by the cultural and racial mixing that has been a long submerged part of our history. Intimate relationships between people of different ethnic, religious, and racial backgrounds offer convincing evidence that Americans’ tolerance of cultural differences may be much higher than most people think (p. 26).
She goes on to say, “Couples who choose to ‘marry out’ are usually seeking to rebalance their own ethnic characteristics, moving away from some values as well as toward others (p. 27).”
When we had children, we created yet another cultural, racial and ethnic dynamic. My daughters straddle race and culture in a way neither my husband nor I ever could.



[1] After 40 Years, Interracial Marriages Flourishing, http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18090277/ns/us_news-life

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Demographic Evolution


For many centuries, when it was discovered that there were other lands beyond their own, people explored, traded goods and ideas, and adopted new words into their languages. Sometimes they conquered nations and ruled over them. Sometimes they enslaved the people. Other times they engaged in genocide.
Perhaps the concept of exploration and all the good and bad it embodied was needed for mankind to evolve. Now we are a global community. Progress is rapid and ideas, trends, and news are communicated in seconds. We are connected through technology and the ease of travel.
Cultures are becoming more common than different in industrialized nations, but regional and local cultural mores still operate. In such a world, I think it only matters what personal tastes an individual has in terms of where s/he wants to live, work, and socialize, but I suffer idealism.
This week on ABCNews.com I read an article about the shifting demographic in America. No doubt we knew a shift was coming. The Hispanic population has boomed, while middle class white people are aging, have been shrinking as a group, and have fewer children. Blacks remain at around twelve percent of the population, and Asians, also growing in number, are at around five percent of the total population.
The article, found here, http://abcnews.go.com/US/militias-hate-groups-grow-response-minority-population-boom/story?id=16370136#.T7epWhzeeuR, and titled “Hate Groups Grow as Racial Tipping Point Changes Demographics” states, “The data released this week revealed a tipping point in the country's demographic shift. For the first time in the country's history, more minority children were born than white children, setting the stage for an eventual non-white majority in America's population.”
This trend caused a growth in hate groups around the country. Their growth spiked in 2008 when President Obama was elected and continues to grow rapidly. Even white people who don’t consider themselves racist express fear about the changes in population. Mark Potok, spokesman for the Southern Poverty Law Center, said, “It's a generalized feeling that 'this is not the country my Christian white forefathers built. We've got to take this country back.' It's not rancid straight ahead race hate, but it is very closely tied to race and the changing look of the country."
It’s an odd anxiety in my opinion, especially because of how this country was settled. First there was genocide and the stealing of land from the native people. Then slaves were brought from Africa when it was deemed Native Americans were not hearty enough to be enslaved. Then after the Civil Rights Act of 1964, the dearth of people willing to pick crops and work for low wages in the service of others caused an influx of illegal immigrants. Corporate farmers and the wealthy looking for cheap household help brought them into the country first, then others followed, both legal and illegal, looking for opportunity. Now whites are anxious that the country they considered their home and playground is changing, and they are losing their power to control the situation. It reminds me of the constant feeling that must have run rampant in the South, at the height of slavery, that there were many more blacks than wealthy whites, and if the slaves were ever able to organize, a way of life might be lost. Many of the racist fears that still haunt black men today, like the belief that they have strong sexual desires for white women, grew out of that time. Of course, other historical events and economic trends ended that way of life, but the fear remains.
America doesn’t belong to just white people. It belongs to all Americans of every race and ethnicity. And our culture shows it. The food we eat, the music we listen to, the way we dance: they are all multicultural. Jazz, the blues, Rap, and Zydeco are all uniquely American as is modern dance, tap dance and Hip Hop.  Now Salsa is popular and many businesses display bilingual signage. We are a predominately Christian culture, but we’ve been influenced by many world religions. The popularity of yoga and meditation is an example of how we’ve been influenced by eastern religions and philosophies.
America is an interesting experiment in the merging of world cultures. It makes us unique and influential around the world. I can’t see how that can make people anxious, yet it is ever present.
I’m of Italian and Irish descent with a sprinkle of English and a large dollop of Australian. I’ve spent my adulthood in an interracial relationship with my husband who is black and Seminole Indian. My daughters are interracial –we often told people they were international babies whenever we were asked, “What are they?”  I have always lived a multicultural life. I haven’t chosen one culture or ethnicity over another or felt pressured to. I’ve enjoyed learning that there are different perspectives in the world and have let them open my mind, not close it. My husband is the same way. We’ve always been open to knowing people different than ourselves. That’s how we got together. My daughters feel the same way, too. They use all their cultural influences when creating art, music, dance and theater.
In the article on hate groups, Potok said that younger generations are more accepting of the demographic changes in America. He said 95 percent of them are accepting of interracial relationships. It’s a sign that race is not an important social construct to them. In just a few generations, maybe the color of one’s skin will be unimportant. We will have the chance to enjoy the uniqueness of our global culture instead of fighting over who is American due to race entitlement and who is not due to race prejudice and oppression. Just as cultures and mankind evolved for thousands of years through exploration, we are undergoing another evolution. I can only hope it will happen in my lifetime.