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Question of the Day: Identity Edition

by: eugene

Wed Oct 25, 2006 at 11:30:00 AM PDT






As Linnaeus and I sat at the bar yesterday afternoon waiting for Game 3 of the World Series to begin, we watched with disgust as some country singer strolled up to belt out the National Anthem. I casually remarked that Troubadours of Empire: Country Music in the 21st Century would make a good book title. We laughed.

At the middle of the seventh inning, another such troubadour came out to sing the obnoxious "God Bless America." "Hasn't it been long enough since September 11," I wondered out loud. "Why do we have to keep hearing this jingoistic crap?"

And as I sat there stewing, I also was thinking. None of this stuff - anthems, flags, standing and removing your cap "to honor America" - none of this really moved me.

Because I do not consider myself an American.




eugene :: Question of the Day: Identity Edition

It's been many years since I last stood for the national anthem. At baseball games I just sit there drinking my beer as everyone else rises. At a concert on the courthouse lawn in the Arizona town where my grandmother lives, when my girlfriend didn't stand for the anthem, my grandmother - a wonderful woman, who I love dearly - asked with a bit of concern, "don't you love America?"

But it goes much deeper for me, at least, than a mere rejection of jingoism. I don't consider myself an "American." I don't buy into national identities. If you held a gun to my head and made me choose, I'd claim to be a Californian, never an American.

It's not that I dislike other Americans, though there are many who I cannot stand. It's that I believe the process by which we as humans separate ourselves by creating supposedly essential identities - be they racial, cultural, religious, or political - is not just flawed, but corrosive.

We create hard and fast identities usually to lay claim to power. We do this by defining ourselves as "us" and others who we wish to disempower as "them." We have many ways of accomplishing this - dissing on others' cultural habits, trying to use the law to classify 12 million people as "illegal" and therefore without rights, etc.

But this act of differentiation always brings consequences, especially when dealing with the formation of national identities. Some people are "in" and therefore privileged, others are "out" and therefore disempowered and free to have all sorts of violence visited upon them. Sure, we have classifications and tiers of other nationalities, often based on race, but that doesn't change the overall dynamic.

When I have traveled around the world, I have noticed both the similarities and the differences between myself and others. But they are still human beings, fundamentally like me. Why does it suit me to then claim a national identity that serves to separate me from them?

No, I think it is ultimately necessary during this century to abandon national identities in favor of a human identity, in order to create the sort of global political movement that is essential to the reconstruction of our freedoms and economic security.

This doesn't mean I shun my past. America is my home, where I was born, and where I will probably always live. I don't dislike this place. I'm happy in the U.S., though many things need to change. But I don't want to claim an identity that separates me from the other 5.7 billion humans. I will always have American cultural traits, but I'd prefer those to be seen as variations on a theme rather than markers of inherent difference.

I'm not alone in questioning an American identity, but I suspect most of you are more willing to embrace it - instead, you wish to change what "American" means. Perhaps you want to return to, and improve upon, a late 20th century definition that sees "American" as egalitarian, inclusive, democratic, peaceful. Maybe you believe your Americanness is cheapened by the current forms of patriotism and jingoism and want to reclaim, or create, a better version.

My objection to "American" runs deeper, but I don't object to others feeling differently.

And so comes today's question:

Do you consider yourself an American?

If so, why? If why, why not? For those of you who do not currently live in, or who have never lived in, the U.S., do you embrace another national identity (French? Chinese? Canadian?) or do you reject them utterly?


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national identity (10.67 / 3)
Never really been comfortable with the notion, because to me, identifying as "American" means thinking "Americans" can do no wrong because absolution from responsibility is a benefit of citizenship, part of the package deal, at least if you're white and middle class.

I might love the ideals on which the country was supposedly founded (which I think are somewhat mythical.) We have beautiful land, a common language, many common cultural rituals and attitudes that make me feel at home. It's as good as it would be anywhere else in that regard, and due to the wealth here, better than in many places. We don't have public flogging - yet - so I regard relative security in my person as a good thing.

But as to identity - ? There's this notion that patriotism (?) means supporting the government no matter what they do - bowing to the empire, towing the line, conforming - it means you have a duty to serve your superiors and to not question them, but rather to suspend any disbelief that they might not be acting in your best interests. What's the word for it...? Not patriarchy or paternalism...sorry my vocabulary sucks, I don't know. But the belief in Big Daddy - trust him, he'll take care of you if you do what he says, and he is always right. That's what nationalism is about, as I see it - a pack mentality. A pack, rather than a community.

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I am an american (8.33 / 3)
eh. whatever. Said without pride or humility. Its not a team, its a location.

Accident, circumstance... of birth. No better, no worse than dozens of other countries.

Though I do hold our constitution in high regard, arguably as good, maybe better than any other. Written with vision and foresight. Its execution? eh. not so much.

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I am an American. (10.33 / 3)
And I am proud of the efforts made by my ancestors...good bad and indifferent...to make the REAL "American dream" come true.

ALL of our ancestors, pretty near, when you get right down to it.

Even the ones who were dead wrong.

They were ALL trying.

I have dedicated my life to playing American musics. The ones...the ONLY ones (and outside of sports the only major portions of American society)...that have accepted all races, sexes, nationalities and creeds as contributors. IF they could cut it.

A real meritocracy.

Pass or fail.

Jazz, blues-influenced forms and the musics of Caribbean/Central/South America.

I remain here to continue the fight.

I don't mind hearing the Star Spangled Banner and God Bless America. I just want to hear them played by B. B. King, Eddie Palmieri and Joe Lovano.

I am not exactly "proud" to be an American., because I think that pride has no place in a universe this vast. We did not CHOOSE anything about us, including where we were born. And really...we do not "choose" to stay OR leave. It's all genetic. Our emotional makeup, our brainpower, the shape of our nose. Everything. ALL of it is boy meets girls, sperm meets egg and there we jolly well are, aren't we.

Warts and all.

So instead of the word proud, I would like to use the word grateful.

I am grateful that the tides of the accidental universe washed me up on these shores. Given my own genetic makeup, in most parts of the world I would be dead or in prison by now.

I am grateful to be an American.

And I fight on IN that gratitude.

As you sit in your bar in...where do you live, Eugene? Is it beautiful San Francisco? Somewhere nice, I'm betting, given your general attitude...

As you sit in your bar and watch the World Series...hoist a drink to the people who put you there.

With GRATITUDE.

You be bettah off, I'm thinking.

And so would we all.

Later...

AG

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(Dis)locating the self (10.67 / 3)
As a resident of North America, I'm an American. Although I protest the US Government's current policies (many, many of them), officially speaking that government represents me to the world. I don't loathe this country (can't say the same with regards to its rulers); I want it to improve. I tend towards the idea of patriotism as a love for and passion for one's country so great that it inspires one to stand up, speak out, and enact change even when that standing, speaking and changing is unpopular, when the criticism is disliked and shouted down. Even then, I'm not much of a patriot.

Do I feel some special entitlement because of the location of my birth? Nah. I could just as easily have been born in any of a number of other countries. My national identity sits far from the core of my self. I am a citizen of the world and disavowing any status as an 'American' (which, in the end, refers to two entire continents and a bunch of islands, not just the US) does not abrogate my responsibilities. I'm a Southerner, though I don't live there right now, though my accent fades, though I intensely dislike some of the trappings of so-called traditional Southern culture. Moving west hasn't taken away that aspect of my self. It becomes more or less relevant, important, salient... but it does not go away.

Being American is an accident of birth, but I can't be ashamed of being American. I can, and often am, incensed, saddened and enraged at what is done in the name of 'Americans', whoever this amalgamation of people may be. Rejecting the label, however, does not make the action go away, nor does it remove any responsibility I carry with regards to that action.

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I echo bluebird (10.00 / 2)
in the national identity.  While I consider myself American from the point of view of where I am from, and my passport, and probably how others see me.  I do not think my identity is wrapped up in being an American.  My identity is more wrapped up in being a dad, husband, and worker, and sometimes angry liberal.

When I travel, I am seen as an American, but that is only because that is where I am from geographically.  However, that identity, or stigma carries with it preconceptions.  I try hard to dispell bad preconceptions, and live up to the good ones.

I adopted a little girl from half a world away.  For that reason, I also identify myself as more of a world citizen than an American.  I try to keep her culture and identity for her as important as my culture and identity.  That experience opened my eyes to a very different world then what I had known previously.

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In my case, I suppose this question is best (11.00 / 2)
answered with a song (or two):

Babelogue, by Patty Smith

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But I've fucked plenty with the future.
Over the skin of silk are scars
From the splinters of stations
And walls I've caressed.

A stage is like each bolt of wood,
Like a log of Helen, is my pleasure.
I would measure the success of a night
By the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed
I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A.

Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off
With a skirt of green net sewed over
With flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed.
The lights were violet and white.
I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn't bear to use it.

When my hair was cropped, I craved covering,
But now my hair itself is a veil,
And the scalp inside is a scalp of
A crazy and sleepy Comanche
Lies beneath this netting of the skin.

I wake up. I am lying peacefully
I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun.
I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me.
In heart I am a Moslem;
In heart I am an American;
In heart I am Moslem,
In heart I'm an American artist,
And I have no guilt.

I seek pleasure.
I seek the nerves under your skin.
The narrow archway; the layers;
The scroll of ancient lettuce.

We worship the flaw, the belly, the belly,
The mole on the belly of an exquisite whore.
He spared the child and spoiled the rod.

On a good day, I suppose that'd be the best answer I could give to any non-American who might ask.

On a bad day, though, this is the one that comes to mind--and it's certainly the best answer I've ever been able to give my fellow citizens:


My Country 'Tis of thy People You're Dying
by Buffy Sainte-Marie

Now that your big eyes are finally opened.
Now that you're wondering, "How must they feel?"
Meaning them that you've chased cross America's movie screens;
Now that you're wondering, "How can it be real?"
That the ones you've called colorful, noble and proud
In your school propaganda,
They starve in their splendour.
You asked for our comment, I simply will render:
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.

Now that the long houses “breed superstition”
You force us to send our children away
To your schools where they're taught to despise their traditions
Forbid them their languages;
Then further say that American history really began
When Columbus set sail out of Europe and stress
That the nations of leeches who conquered this land
Were the biggest, and bravest, and boldest, and best.
And yet where in your history books is the tale
Of the genocide basic to this country's birth?
Of the preachers who lied?
How the Bill of Rights failed?
How a nation of patriots returned to their earth?
And where will it tell of the Liberty Bell
As it rang with a thud over Kinzua mud?
Or of brave Unlce Sam in Alaska this year?
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
Hear how the bargain was made for West,
With her shivering children in zero degrees.
" Blankets for your land" - so the treaties attest.
Oh well, blankets for land, that's a bargain indeed.
And the blankets were those Uncle Sam had collected
From smallpox diseased dying soldiers that day.
And the tribes were wiped out
And the history books censored
A hundred years of your statesmen
say, "It's better this way".
But a few of the conquered have somehow survived
And their blood runs the redder
Though genes have been paled.
From the Grand Canyon's caverns
To Craven's sad hills
The wounded, the losers, the robbed sing their tale.
From Los Angeles County to upstate New York,
The white nation fattens while other grow lean.
Oh the tricked and evicted they know what I mean:
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
The past it just crumbled; the future just threatens
Our life blood is shut up in your chemical tanks,
And now here you come, bill of sale in your hand
And surprise in your eyes, that we're lacking in thanks
For the blessings of civilisation you brought us
The lessons you've taught us;
The ruin you've wrought us;
Oh see what our trust in America got us.
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
Now that the pride of the sires receives charity.
Now that we're harmless and safe behind laws.
Now that my life's to be known as your heritage.
Now that even the graves have been robbed.
Now that our own chosen way is your novelty.
Hands on our hearts
We salute you your victory:
Choke on your blue white and scarlet hypocrisy.
Pitying your blindness; How you never see -
that the eagles of war whose wings lent you glory,
Were never no more than buzzards & crows:
Pushed some wrens from their nest;
Stole their eggs; changed their story.
The mockingbird sings it;
It's all that she knows.
" Oh what can I do?", say a powerless few.
  With a lump in your throat and a tear in your eye:
Can't you see how their poverty's profiting you?
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.

Today? I don't believe in any such thing as "America".

I am an indigenous Turtle Islander--that, or a German Jew who got lost looking for the Libeskind museum in Berlin ;-).

And she lived happily ever after in her Hobbithole in the Hood


Femanl first, then American (6.00 / 2)
but I'm with you about being completely unmoved by patriotic displays.  Its manipulative tripe.

Vigilance is the price of freedom. That means us citizens, and not our professional military or its industrial complex bleeding us for every dollar they waste protecting corporate hegemony. That is part of what weakens citizens and puts us in danger.

Opps, that's female first. . . n/t (0.00 / 0)


Vigilance is the price of freedom. That means us citizens, and not our professional military or its industrial complex bleeding us for every dollar they waste protecting corporate hegemony. That is part of what weakens citizens and puts us in danger.

"Femanl" (7.00 / 1)
Just another example of male hegemony, like with "history."

In loving memory: Sophie, June 1, 1993-January 17, 2005. My huckleberry friend.

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I never have, though I love it! (9.50 / 2)
Dear Eugene . . .

I totally understand your sentiments.

For me, this question reminds me of the many times people have said to me, “America; love it or leave it.”

I do love this country.  I do not intend to leave this nation.  The thought has not entered my mind.  Do I think it is the greatest, far from it!  However, it is because I care that I work to make it all it could be.

You exact question, “Do you consider yourself an American?”  My answer is I never have.  I do not feel an affinity with American traditions; nor do I accept the conventional wisdoms.  The thoughts of most of my countrymen baffle me.  However, I have not lost hope; I do not think I ever will.

If George W. cannot defeat me or weaken my aspirations then I know I will survive.  Ultimately, we will all thrive.

Sincerely  . . .

Don Quixote

Post Script . . . Feel free to meet me at the windmill.  I can be found there at any hour.

It is only the giving that makes us what [who] we are. - Ian Anderson. Jethro Tull . . . Betsy
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The nice thing about America (11.00 / 1)
Is that arguably “America; love it or leave it.” is unAmerican.  But the freedom to say it is American.

"Doubt is not an agreeable condition, but certainty is an absurd one." -Voltaire
Ah, my dear Voltaire, doubt is an acquired and cultivated taste, like Laphroaig Whisky or fine truffles, and quite as exquisite.


[ Parent ]
there is good in America and its practices, some of these. n/t (0.00 / 0)


It is only the giving that makes us what [who] we are. - Ian Anderson. Jethro Tull . . . Betsy
BeThink.org


[ Parent ]
I'm an American (9.50 / 2)
and I don't really get my knickers in a twist over the singing of the national anthem. I got enough to worry about. So I stand for it, and hope the singer doesn't butcher it. Ever since Marvin Gaye, just about every black singer, and way too many white singers, thinks that loading on the melisma makes them a good singer. It doesn't. It just makes you annoying. I also stand for other countries' anthems, out of respect.

When I travel abroad, mainly to Europe, I'm a chameleon. Just about every country I've been to, someone has come up and initiated conversation with me in French, Spanish, Italian, German, etc.  And tourists have come up to ask me for directions.

In loving memory: Sophie, June 1, 1993-January 17, 2005. My huckleberry friend.


Absolutely!! (0.00 / 0)
I also stand for other countries' anthems, out of respect.

We might say your international "mirror" cells are working.

It is sort of loike the Pauline imperative to love others as we love ourselves.  It all fails if se don't love ourselves.

I also stand for other countries' anthems, out of respect.

Saying that we don't respect our own nationality as identity is saying that we don't respect anyone else's nationality as identity.

"Doubt is not an agreeable condition, but certainty is an absurd one." -Voltaire
Ah, my dear Voltaire, doubt is an acquired and cultivated taste, like Laphroaig Whisky or fine truffles, and quite as exquisite.


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American? Not so much. (10.50 / 2)
I don't feel particularly "American."  I have never felt the kind of nationalistic pride many Americans do.  I am comfortable among Americans, because we share a frame of reference, but the ideal of America as the greatest nation in the world is one with which I am very uncomfortable.

It's not just the current leaders of the country that make me feel like I hold this country at arm's length, it's the Puritanical streak that seems to infect every part of society.  National healthcare is viewed as an evil dreamed up by socialists.  Same-sex couples are treated as second-class citizens.  It goes on and on. 

I have had the experience of feeling completely at home in a few cities across the globe, and would be very happy living in a number of different places. 

I have considered leaving, and depending on the results of the elections, may begin taking serious action in that direction.  Canada seems ideal, if they'd only get rid of their Bushclone Prime Minister.

Insert witty quote here.


Tralfamadorian (11.00 / 4)
Heh.

I just don't know.  Most of the time I find borders and countries absurd.  I'm just a human, fellow earth being among many species.

But I do care what happens here a great deal, and want that "humanity" and care of planet to reflect in this leadership we have created.  Just the weight of population alone, begs some sort of infrastructure, to provide for the ones amoung us who need help. 

From U2:


One life, with each other 

Sisters brothers

One life but we're  not the same

We get to carry each other

carry each other

I dont salute or stand either, my loyalty as diaried before here, ending with MY idea of a pledge:


I pledge allegiance to the Constitution
of the United States of America,
To the Freedoms defined in Our Bill of Rights
to the Separation of Powers
and the Transparency which that requires.
I pledge to defend these defining Writs
against all attacks
be they Domestic or Foriegn
as long as I draw breath.

So long story, short answer,
I am a loyal resident of Earth, who has no choice but be responsible to the government of the area in which I was born, and help it to become more akin to the real identity we all share.  We are one.  One world. One life. We are all related.

*thinks I am in a weirdly profound mood today & need to lighten up.  Is it happy hour yet?*
 


I am an.... (11.00 / 3)
..."America shall be" American.


“Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live”--Oscar Wilde

So good to see your response! (5.50 / 2)
And an excellent answer as well.

[ Parent ]
i am an american (10.75 / 4)
not just by happenstance of birth, but also in many of my values, politics, and worldview (noting of course that there are many americas, not one, jut as there are many chinas or any otherr country). i really noticed this living abroad, discussing news, culture, politics, etc. in asia, how strongly the political thought of the constitution, the american civil rights movement, western "leave me the hell alone" ibertarianism/libertinism, the urge to building a city upon a hill (winthrop's metaphor, reagan just twisted it), my insistance on the inherent value of multicultural cosmopolitanism, etc., how american i am, even as it drives me crazy and into deep depression at times. hell, thge very fact that i feel compelled to bear witness to the evils done by my country, historical and current, reflects the fact that as a small part of the whole, that i too am responsible, at bare minimum, to face it all with open eyes.

but that does not mean that it's some exclusive or essential identity either, it's just one of many facets of identity that i have, along with sex, gender, sexual orientation, philosophical orientation, race, class, region, academic, and so on and so forth. i am a californian and a citizen of the world as well, often at the same time these days.

insomuch as any identity encourages us to find some commonality, some reason for solidarity with others, it is IMO useful. insomuch as it divides people, it is harmful. a knife, likewise, can be used to wound or heal. just a tool.

but i hate the national anthem, and wish we'd switch to america the beautiful. it better reflects who we should be, as a country.

surf putah, your friendly neighborhood central valley samizdat


Ya' know, wu (0.00 / 0)
the very fact that the national anthemn's music comes from an old drinking song is enough to endear it to me.

But if Ray Charles' version of America the Beautiful were made the standard, I might go with you.

I think Winthrop's metaphor harkens back to Augustine.  But it is a natural for an Irish dreamer.

"Doubt is not an agreeable condition, but certainty is an absurd one." -Voltaire
Ah, my dear Voltaire, doubt is an acquired and cultivated taste, like Laphroaig Whisky or fine truffles, and quite as exquisite.


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that is it's sole redeeming quality, i will admit (0.00 / 0)
my biggest problem is that because the range is so wide in that song, it feeds into our tendency as a nation to sit passively and let experts sing the damn thing, instead of joining in and singing ourselves. the consumer/audience mindset bothers me to no end, and i blame it for a lot for the pallid excuse for a culture that we now inhabit. far better to have a song where people can sing, and make it theirs, IMO.

augustine, huh? weeping should like that, i suppose.

surf putah, your friendly neighborhood central valley samizdat


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I, too, consider myself an American. (9.00 / 1)
Since I was both born AND raised up here in the United States of America, I consider myself an American.  Although I won't get super up-tight when I see flags flying or hear our national anthem being played or whatever,  I, too disapprove of what our present administration is doing, and, as an American, use my right to vote, and my voice to speak out.  I believe that one can love his/her country of birth and origin and still be critical of their government's policies, which I am.

Ahhhh....Life goes on.

Yeah (7.50 / 2)
I consider myself an American.

And I was distressed by the choice of Roy Rogers for last night's rendition of the National Anthem. Chuck Berry singing Johnny B. Goode would have been much better...

I did not feel it necessary to make fun of the yokels in a public forum, however.

A few years back I hosted an old navy buddy from Massachusetts in his discovery of Missouri, much of which time was spent in St. Louis. After talking to the black taxi driver about the "Blind Boys of Alabama" on the way to some fine Italian food on the Hill, we went to the Cardinal Game. ( The Cards clinched the division playing the Astros that night).

Leaving the ball park we chose to ride the metro link to our hotel. The lines for the train were of course humongous. We moaned that it would take an hour to board a train.

As we slowly but steadily made our way down the steps to the underground station, we began to hear a soulful voice, obviously that of a talented black woman belting out in gospel-blues phrasings "Move it on Down! Eastbound! Move it on down!"

Entering the station proper we saw a short stout black woman with a bullhorn facilitating the loading of the trains with her amazing voice. We were boarded in ten minutes.

My friend was amazed. "I'm so glad I came, I'd have never seen this at home."

Americans should not talk down to other Americans. It loses votes.

And watch the pre-game 2night. I think the show will definatly improve....






"Fascism is attracting the dregs of humanity- people with a slovenly biography - sadists, mental freaks, traitors." - ILYA EHRENBURG


I'm surprised at you people. (9.00 / 4)
I thought people who were so articulate, outspoken, empathetic, and in some cases inspired would have more insight into their identity, their self, what makes them tick. 

You can't just shrug off your national and cultural identity.  You can deny it, but you can't expung it.  Exorcism might work, but short of that, you're Americans, like it or not. 

In reading a lot of the responses to this QoD, I was struck by how many confused national identity with nationalism.  Who you are is more about the ideals you ingested than it is how you feel about how those ideals have been subverted.  Actually, the second is dependant on the first, because if you were not idealistic in the first place, you wouldn't be outraged now, and those are American ideals that is driving your outrage.

Me?  I'm an American, but I'm not a proud American because of what we've let America become.  I'm an American who feels a debt two centuries old for the ideals that took root here, and for the sacrifices of all those who've nurtured them through all these years.  And though these American ideals have been stained by the blood of innocents, and tarnished by the mechinations of ruthless greedy men, it's up to us Americans to champion these ideals.

If you naysayers weren't Americans, you wouldn't be here trying so hard to do just that.


I see those ideals (4.00 / 1)
As human ideals, and I think they should be built and rebuilt and burnished and embraced by all people, instead of claimed as the special province or unique heritage of those who were born or who currently reside in the USA.

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But it is a heritage, and a responsibility. (0.00 / 0)
That's just it.  They're not human ideals, at least not yet.  Concepts like fairness, equality, tolerance, and freedom aren't universal; they're scattered local phenomena, even to this day.

We may not have invented them, and we certainly didn't earn them, and we may not even deserve them, but we damn-well better protect them. 


[ Parent ]
Andy's got it right. (0.00 / 0)
Most of what I am reading here falls under the category of contemporary American left wing thought so perfectly described by Joe Bageant:

Every American seems to think the sun rises and sets on his or her ass. Americans cannot seem to get over themselves. Consequently, empathy for mankind’s planetary misery is in short supply – more of an intellectual concept than a reality to soft, moody, self-absorbed American lefties. They all come from the 25% of Americans who get a college degree. They have no fucking idea what it is like for the other 60-70% of Americans who have to survive in our brutal corporatized state without the benefit of genuine education, insight or even honest news programming to see what is going on around them. These workers are being cultivated as a human crop by global business. A crop of toilers, consumers, and when need be, mechanized killers to be sent abroad. – Joe Bageant

Oh, where is Eugene Debs when you really need him? Here is the speech that earned
him a 10 year prison sentence in 1918.

Wars throughout history have been waged for conquest and plunder. In the Middle Ages when the feudal lords who inhabited the castles whose towers may still be seen along the Rhine concluded to enlarge their domains, to increase their power, their prestige and their wealth they declared war upon one another. But they themselves did not go to war any more than the modern feudal lords, the barons of Wall Street go to war.

The feudal barons of the Middle Ages, the economic predecessors of the capitalists of our day, declared all wars. And their miserable serfs fought all the battles. The poor, ignorant serfs had been taught to revere their masters; to believe that when their masters declared war upon one another, it was their patriotic duty to fall upon one another and to cut one another's throats for the profit and glory of the lords and barons who held them in contempt. And that is war in a nutshell. The master class has always declared the wars; the subject class has always fought the battles. The master class has had all to gain and nothing to lose, while the subject class has had nothing to gain and all to lose--especially their lives.

They have always taught and trained you to believe it to be your patriotic duty to go to war and to have yourselves slaughtered at their command. But in all the history of the world you, the people, have never had a voice in declaring war, and strange as it certainly appears, no war by any nation in any age has ever been declared by the people.

And here let me emphasize the fact--and it cannot be repeated too often--that the working class who fight all the battles, the working class who make the supreme sacrifices, the working class who freely shed their blood and furnish the corpses, have never yet had a voice in either declaring war or making peace. It is the ruling class that invariably does both. They alone declare war and they alone make peace. Yours not to reason why; Yours but to do and die. That is their motto and we object on the part of the awakening workers of this nation. If war is right let it be declared by the people. You who have your lives to lose, you certainly above all others have the right to decide the momentous issue of war or peace....

You need at this time especially to know that you are fit for something better than slavery and cannon fodder. You need to know that you were not created to work and produce and impoverish yourself to enrich an idle exploiter. You need to know that you have a mind to improve, a soul to develop, and a manhood to sustain....

They are continually talking about your patriotic duty. It is not their but your patriotic duty that they are concerned about. There is a decided difference. Their patriotic duty never takes them to the firing line or chucks them into the trenches. And now among other things they are urging you to "cultivate" war gardens, while at the same time a government war report just issued shows that practically 52 percent of the arable, tillable soil is held out of use by the landlords, speculators and profiteers. They themselves do not cultivate the soil. Nor do they allow others to cultivate it. They keep it idle to enrich themselves, to pocket the millions of dollars of unearned increment....

And now for all of us to do our duty! The clarion call is ringing in our ears and we cannot falter without being convicted of treason to ourselves and to our great cause.

Do not worry over the charge of treason to your masters, but be concerned about the treason that involves yourselves. Be true to yourself and you cannot be a traitor to any good cause on earth.

His "... working class who fight all the battles, the working class who make the supreme sacrifices, the working class who freely shed their blood and furnish the corpses" is the working class that DOES stand for anthems, that has been fooled yet one more time about what's going down.

And what do I read here?

I read people who think their shit doesn't stink, mostly.

People who, in Joe bageant's words "come from the 25% of Americans who get a college degree." People who "have no fucking idea what it is like for the other 60-70% of Americans who have to survive in our brutal corporatized state without the benefit of genuine education, insight or even honest news programming to see what is going on around them.'

People who can AFFORD to look down upon the quaint customs of the hoi polloi.

Pisses me off.

But it also makes me understand why we will have had Rat presidents for about 36 of the last 48 years.

Why?

BECAUSE THE OPPOSITION SUCKS!!!/B>

I'm outta here.

Off on Saturday to work for a week or so in Holland, one of the best-functioning, most egalitarian capitalist countries I have yet to find. A place where you literally cannot tell the working people from the bosses without a scorecard.

This thread is unbelievable.

"...soft, moody, self-absorbed American lefties."

Priceless.

Talk among yourselves.

It's all you are good for, most of you.

AG

Government is the Entertainment Division of the Military-Industrial Complex.-Frank Zappa


[ Parent ]
Of all the parties in the 2nd Internationall (0.00 / 0)
the Socialist International only the Parties of Debs and of Lenin opposed the war.  That makes this American proud.

My will is easy to decide, for I have nothing to divide. My kin won't need to fuss and moan Moss don't cling to a rolling stone. -- Joe Hill,

[ Parent ]
GOOD on ya, Slick. (9.00 / 1)

Maybe someday we will have a REAL left here again.

AG

Government is the Entertainment Division of the Military-Industrial Complex.-Frank Zappa


[ Parent ]
Could Be Rabbit, Could Be. (0.00 / 0)


My will is easy to decide, for I have nothing to divide. My kin won't need to fuss and moan Moss don't cling to a rolling stone. -- Joe Hill,

[ Parent ]
Interesting questions (10.00 / 1)
I have a few thoughts.

I remember reading in Nietzsche years ago that he called himself "the first good European."  the first to identify himself as a Eupropean.  But this didn't obliterate his identity as a German.  In fact, he tried to make a case, due to his distaste for what was happening in Germany, for his really having Polish roots.

At the time I read this, the EU was a dream.  But i was struck by the notion, and advanced to "we should not have national identities, but be 'good worlders.'"

My German correspondent and i have discussed this at length.  He is half Arab, but a German citizen, and feels the tug of two identities.  His position is that national pride is destructive and divisive, and responsible for most of the evils of the world.  National pride, you might say, is a cardinal sin in the international world.

And yet, one night, when we were talking about the problems that Turks are having in Germany, where some have been for three generations, some no longer speak much Turkic, and they are not wanted in Turkey, where unemployment affects Turks and other aliens first, i asked him how it is that these Turks have not become citizens.  He advised me that he thought the American practice of granting citizneship to anyone born in America was foiolsih, and that in Germany, they thought that national identity was important.  Odd, says I, for someone whose national identity is on the edge.

To me, Noam Chomsky is instructive.  He notes that it occurred to him at a young age that rooing for the home team was not necessarily rational.  He quite explicitly applies this to national pride, national identity.  And he has spent the rest of his life trying to show that he is not rooting for the home team.  Proving it.  Taking every opportunity to show that he is not rooting for America.

To me, this is not much different from being a blind loyalist.  It is just a different blindness.  Adherence to another blind faith.  It is just as much being bound by national identity as blind patriotism.  It is beholden to national identity in another way.

It is similar to what sees when one leaves a religion, and then sees everything in that religion as evil.  Normally with time, we get more perspective.

One sees, in the religions and philosophies around the world, that the steps to the goal, enlightment, authenticity, whatever, is a three step goal.  As the Buddhists say:

First I was a child, and I saw things as a child.  Then i undertook the study of Buddhism, and I no longer saw things as a child.  But now that i have gained enlightenment, I once again see things as a child.

The second step is like leaving a religion, throwing over our ingrained say of thinking and being.  But it absolutely necessary to overthrow that second step.  It is the step i don't think that Chomsky has made, at least not publically.  he has stalled in the identity of "not your normal American patriot."

One of the faillings of those stuck in the second step is that they can't distinguish between those who are childishly patriotic and those who have taken the third step, and are maturely patriotic, seeing the reality, praising what deserves praise, and working on what does not.

So, for me, i am proudly American.  On that basis, I am also a citizen of the world.  i can stand next to a Canadian and sing his anthem, partaking in his own pride of nation.  I am also Irish enough that when i hear those fiddles and pipes, the basis of that country music everyone loves to hate, my feet, which never, ever dance, start to move.  I am also proud of that.

I am a third step patriot.  I own it all, good and bad.  I own the jazz, the free citizenship, the cities and the hills.  I also own the problems that i have tried to fight, and those I haven't.  I don't "hate" any american simply because i find his ideas repulsive, or merely different from mine.  In fact, I own that we can have different ideas and neither of us need fear ending up in some Kafka story.

I own that our founding fathers wrought on this continent a nation for tinkerers, which is what we are.  What they wrought was meant to be amended, to be tuned and retuned, by all of us, by the people.  They were actually glad that it would never please anyone, that all of us could think that, like we do about the manager of the Tigers, we could run the team better if we were in charge.  I am proud that among the first things we did as a nation was to reject a law which would have made it illegal to criticize the government.  I am proud that "pillorying the president" is an American practice, non-partisan, and applies even to the president that you voted for. I am proud that our president is referred to politely as "Mr. President," the same title with which an ordinary man is adressed politely.

I also own that as a nation of tinkerers, we will always be asked the salient question, "will Amrerica ever have a culture?"  As long as we are American, we won't.  But i own the fact that we have fine museums, great orchestras, our own strains of fine arts:  in amercia no incdividual need avoid being cultured because we as a people generally are not.  I even own those "refined" advanced (to themselves) people who have thought, and still do, that they are better than the average American because they have been to Paris, have studied painting abroad, understand French peotry, and the like, or are proud that they "can't stand Bluegrass."

I own the fact that we are not European.  A friend of mine wrote his dissertaition on the philosophy of Gabriel Marcel.  Marcel made a living as a music critic, but he also wrote some plays, which have never become popular in America.  They strike us as ridiculous.  In his plays, a couple checking into a hotel may be disussing some arcane subject of existential philosophy.  As they enter their room, the maid may join in, "But, please excuse me, doesn't the Cartesian cogito argue against the possiblilty of a full society of authenticity, given the explanation of DesCartes' meaning by Sartre?  My friend spent a summer in France to do research, and reports that his maid asked him, as he was checking in, why he had come to France.  He told her he was researching Marcel.  She immediately began discussing marcel and clearly placed him int he development of French philosophy since DesCartes.  My friend expressed some shock about this, but the maid told him that the French are proud of their intellectual heritage, and that every schoolchild is taught about the ideas of DesCartes and other French philosophers.  My friend told me that his experience in France backed that up.

We learn about Eli Whitney, and our American hero, Thomas A. Edison, who succeeded even touht he was deaf, deaf because of mistreatment as a child, instead.  We Americans ALL come from people who faced grave adversity.  Even Amerinds and Na-Dene came across the Bering Strait to settle new and unknown lands.
Our children probably can't name even one America philosophers, and even most of our intellectuals will probably mispronounce the name of perhaps the greatest.  And I own that!

We Americans embrace risk, at least we have in the past.  In the balance between control and risk, we prefer to move the pointer more towards risk.  We are indiviualists, even tose who argue against individualism.  We are not asocial, stupid.  We are not the charcter of Christmas Future in Rod Serlings Carol for Another Christmas, who stands among post-apocalypse wredage and preaches "the Imperial Me."  (The bit was aimed at Goldwater.)  We simply place the balance differently.

I am proud that America has stayed out of other peoples' business, at least until the last century, and i wish that we could return to that.  But I am pround, at least, that those who have taken us to 1917 Europe, who refused to steer us clear of WWII, who took us to Korea, Vietnam, to Iraq, to Afghanistan, had good intentions.  We are a nation whichloves good intentions, and we never learn that good intentions line the road to hell.

We are the nation of "youse pays your money, and youse takes your choice."  We are a nation that allows choice even when there is risk. We are a nation of hosetraders. And we are a nation where individuals can take pity on those who make the wrong choice, even if repeatedly.  We are the nation which embraced the British Salvation Army, just as when the Flat Earth Spociety sought to move from England, it moved to America.  We are a nation of Union Gospel Missions.

We are a nation of muddlers.  We are bare-shouldered, hard working, we are confident that we will work it out in the end, ready to take up new problems.  Where Europeans revel in their longr vacations and shorter hours, tgiven the choice, Americans shoose overtime. Until recently, we didn't whine, we solved.  We.  My great Aunt Winifred brouht meals every few days to the old widow a few streets away.  For years.  In a town where everything was known about everybody, she made sure that the widow never found out where the food came from.

So, i am proud to be, to say that i am, an American.  i want everyone to be proud of their national identity, to be proud of that and so much more.  We should be patriotic as adults, not children, and we should not be stuck in the adolescence of being ashamed of what we did as children.

And, as Americans, we should be proud that we are tinkerers, and that we have so much to tinker with.

A scientist once said that heaven for a scientist is finding an interesting problem that will take more than a lifetime of research to solve.  He must have been American.  In fact, he was.

On this board, we discuss problems that have been discussed for lifetimes in America.  Our mutual interest is in seeing that they continue to be discussed for many more lifetimes.

So, this board is one of the things that makes me proud to be an American.

"Doubt is not an agreeable condition, but certainty is an absurd one." -Voltaire
Ah, my dear Voltaire, doubt is an acquired and cultivated taste, like Laphroaig Whisky or fine truffles, and quite as exquisite.


"...I am proud that America has stayed out of other peoples' [* ]business, ... (9.00 / 1)
... "at least until the last century,"...

  Your ancestors, perhaps,

  But my ancestors found certain exceptions to their usual habits of live-and-let-live, stay-out-of-other-people's-business--- one or more of these are listed below:

  the

  [*] A'ane , Abenaki , Achumawi , Acjachemen  , Acoma, Agua Caliente, Ahahnelin, Ahe, Ahtna, Ajachemem , Akainawa, Akimel O'odham, Akwa'ala, Alabama-Coushatta, Algonquians, Algonquin , Alkansea, Alnobak , Alsea, Amalecite, Anishinaabe, Aniyunwiya, Antoniaño, Apache, Apalachee, Applegate, Apsaaloke, Apwaruge, Arapaho, Arikara, Arkansas, Asakiwaki, Assiniboine, Atakapa, Atfalati, Atikamekw, Atsina, Atsugewi, Araucano, Atzinca, Ayisiyiniwok, Babine, Bahwika, Bannock, Barbareño, Bear River, Beaver, Bella Bella, Bella Coola, Beothuks, Bettol, Biloxi, Black Carib, Blackfoot, Blood Indians, Bode'wadmi, Cabanapo, Caddo, Cahita, Cahto, Cahuilla, Calapooya, Carolina Algonquian, Carquin, Carrier, Caska, Catawba, Cathlamet, Catlotlq, Cayuga, Cayuse, Celilo, Central Pomo, Chahta, Chalaque, Chappaquiddick, Chawchila, Chehalis, Chelan, Chemehuevi, Cheraw, Cheroenhaka, Cherokee, Cheyenne, Chickamaugan, Chickasaw, Chilcotin, Chilula-Wilkut, Chimariko, Chinook, Chinook Jargon, Chipewyan, Chippewa, Chitimacha, Chocheno, Choctaw, Cholon, Chontal de Oaxaca, Chontal de Tabasco, Choynimni, Chukchansi, Chumash, Clackamas, Clallam, Clatskanie, Clatsop, Cmique, Coastal Cree, Cochimi, Cochiti, Cocopa, Coeur d'Alene, Cofan, Columbia, Colville, Comanche, Comcaac, Comox, Conestoga, Coos, Copper River Athabaskan, Coquille, Cora, Coso, Costanoan, Coushatta, Cowichan, Cowlitz, Cree, Creek, Croatan, Crow, Cruzeño, Cucupa, Cupeno, Dakelh, Dakota, Dakubetede, Dawson, Degexit'an, Delaware, Dena'ing, Dene, Dene Tha, Diegueno, Dine, Djimaliko, Dogrib, Dohema , Duhlelap, Dumna, Dunne-za, Eastern Inland Cree, Eastern Pomo, Ecclemachs, Eel River Athabascan, Eenou, Eskimo, Esselen, Etchemin, Etnemitane, Euchee, Eudeve, Excelen, Eyak, Fernandeno, Flathead Salish, Fox, French Cree, Gabrielino, Gaigwu, Galice, Garifuna, Gashowu, Gitxsan (Gitksan, Gitsken, Goltsan, Gosiute, Gros Ventre, Guarijio, Gulf, Gwich'in, Haida, Haisla, Halkomelem, Han, Hanesak, Hanis, Hare, Hatteras, Haudenosaunee, Havasupai, Hawaiian, Heiltsuk, Heve, Hiaki, Hichiti, Hidatsa, Hinonoeino, Hitchiti, Hocak, Hochelagan, Holikachuk, Holkomelem, Homalco, Hoopa, Hopi, Hopland Pomo, Hualapai, Huarijio, Huelel, Huichol, Huichun, Hupa, Huron, Hutyeyu, Hwech'in, Illini, Inca, Ineseño, Ingalik, Innoko, Innu, Inuktitut, Inuna-Ina, Iowa-Oto, Iroquois Confederacy, Ishak, Isleño, Isleta, Itza Maya, Iviatim, Iynu, James Bay Cree, Jemez, Juaneno, Juichun, Kabinapek, Kahwan, Kainan, Kalapuya, Kanenavish, Kanien'kehaka, Kalispel, Kansa, Karkin, Karok, Kashaya, Kaska, Kaskaskia, Kathlamet, Kato, Kaw, Kawaiisu, Kechan, Kenaitze, Keres,Kichai, Kickapoo, Kikima, Kiksht, Kiliwa, Kiowa, Kiowa Apache, Kitanemuk, Kitsai, Klahoose, Klallam, Klamath-Modoc, Klatskanie, Klatsop, Klickitat, Koasati, Kolchan, Konkow, Konomihu, Kootenai, Koso, Koyukon, Kuitsh, Kulanapo, Kumeyaay/Kumiai, Kupa (Kupangaxwichem), Kusan, Kuskokwim, Kutchin, Kwaiailk, Kw'al, Kwakiutl, Kwalhioqua, Kwantlen, Kwapa, Kwedech, Kweedishchaaht, Kwikipa, Kwinault, Laguna, Lakhota, Lakmiak, Lassik, Latkawa, Laurentian, Lecesem, Lenape, Lillooet, Lipan Apache, Listiguj , Llaamen, Lnuk, Loucheux, Loup, Lower Chehalis, Lower Coquille, Lower Cowlitz, Lower Tanana, Lower Umpqua, Luckiamute, Luiseno, Lumbee, Lummi, Lushootseed, Lutuamian, Mahican, Maidu, Makah, Maliseet,Maliseet-Passamaquoddy, Mamaceqtaw, Mandan, Mangoac, Mapuche, Maricopa, Massachusett, Massasoit, Mattabesic Mattole, Maumee, Matlatzinca, Mayan, Mayo, Mengwe, Menominee, Mescalero-Chiricahua, Meskwaki, Metis Creole, Mewoc, Miami-Illinois, Miccosukee, Michif, Micmac, Migueleño, Mikasuki, Mi'kmaq, Miluk, Mingo, Minsi, Minto, Miskito, Missouria, Mitchif, Miwok, Mixe, Mobilian Trade Jargon, Modoc, Mohave, Mohawk, Mohegan, Mohican, Mojave, Molale, Monache, Montagnais, Montauk, Moosehide, Multnomah, Munsee, Muskogee, Musqueam, Mutsun, Nabesna, Nabiltse, Nadot'en, Nahane, Nahuat, Nahuatl, Naklallam, Nakoda, Nambe, Nanticoke, Nantucket, Narragansett, Naskapi, Nass-Gitxsan, Natchez, Natick, Naugutuck, Navajo, Nawat, Nayhiyuwayin, Nde, Nee-me-poo, Nehiyaw, Netela, Nevome, New Blackfoot, Newe, Nez Perce, Niantic, Nicola, Niitsipussin, Nimipu (Nimiipuu, Nimi'ipuu, Nimi'ipu), Nipmuc, Nisenan, Nisga'a, Nlaka'pamux, Nomlaki, Nooksack, Nootka, Nootsack, Northeastern Pomo, Northern Carrier, Northern Cheyenne, Nottoway, Nsilxin, Nuooah, Nutunutu, Nuxalk, Nuxwstlayamutsen, Nxak'amxcin, Oaxaca Chontal, Obispeño, Ocuiltec, Odawa, Ofo, Ogahpah, Ohlone, Ojibwa, Okanagan, Okwanuchu, Old Blackfoot, Omaha-Ponca, Oneida, Onondaga, O'ob No'ok, O'odham, Opata, Osage, Otchipwe, Otoe, Ottawa, Pai, Paipai, Paiute, Palaihnihan, Palewyami, Palouse, Pamlico, Panamint, Panoan, Pantlatch, Papago-Pima, Pascua Yaqui, Passamaquoddy, Patuxet, Patwin, Paugussett, Paviotso, Pawnee, Peigan, Pend D'Oreille, Penobscot, Pentlatch, Peoria, Pequot, Peskotomuhkati, Picuris, Piegan, Pima, Pima Bajo, Pipil, Pit River, Plains Indian Sign Language, Pojoaque, Pomo, Ponca, Poospatuck, Popoluca, Porcupine Indians, Potawatomi  , Powhatan , Pueblo, Puget Sound Salish, Puntlatch, Purisimeño, Putún, Quapaw, Quechan, Quechua, Quilcene, Quileute, Quinault, Quinnipiac, Quiripi, Raramuri, Red Indians, Restigouche, Rumsen, Runasimi, Saanich, Sac, Sahaptin, Salhulhtxw, Salinan, Salish, Samish, Sandia, Sanish, San Felipe, San Ildefonso, San Juan, Sanpoil, Santa Ana, Santa Clara, Santiam, Santo Domingo, Saponi , Sarcee , Sastean , Satsop, Savannah, Sauk, Saulteaux, Schaghticoke  , Sechelt, Secwepemc , Sekani, Selkirk, Seminoles, Seneca, Seri, Serrano, Seshelt, Severn Ojibwe, Sextapay, Shanel, Shashishalhem, Shasta  , Shawnee  , Shinnecock, Shoshone  , Shuar, Shuswap, Sierra Chontal, Siksika  , Similkameen, Sinkiuse  , Sinkyone, Sioux, Siuslaw, Skagit, Skicin, S'Klallam, Skokomish, Skraeling, Skwamish, Slavey , Sliammon  , Sm'algyax, Snichim, Snohomish, Songish, Sooke, Souriquois , Southeastern Pomo, Southern Paiute, Spokane , Squamish, Sqwxwu7mish  , Stadaconan, St'at'imcets (St'at'imc, St'at'imx, Stl'atl'imc, Stl'atl'imx, Stlatlimc), Stl'pulimuhkl  , Stockbridge, Sto:lo, Stoney, Straits Salish, Suquamish, Sulateluk, Susquehannock, Suwal, Swampy Cree, Swinomish,Tabasco Chontal, Tachi  , Tahltan, Tagish, Tahcully, Taino, Takelma  , Takla, Taltushtuntede  , Tamyen, Tanacross, Tanaina, Tanana, Tano, Taos, Tarahumara, Tataviam, Tauira  , Teguima  , Tehachapi, Ten'a, Tenino, Tepehuan , Tequistlateco , Tesuque, Tetawken, Tete-de-Boule  , Tewa, Thompson, Tigua, Tillamook, Timbisha  , Timucua, Tinde, Tinneh, Tiwa, Tjekan, Tlahuica  , Tlatskanie  , Tlatsop, Tlicho  , Tlingit  , Tohono O'odham, Tolowa, Tongva , Tonkawa, Towa, Tsalagi , Tsattine  , Tsekani , Tsetsehestahese, Tsetsaut  , Tsilhqot'in  , Tsinuk, Tsinuk Wawa, Tsitsistas, Tsooke, Tsoyaha, Tsuu T'ina  , Tualatin, Tubar  , Tubatulabal, Tukudh  , Tulalip, Tümpisa , Tunica, Tupi, Tuscarora, Tutchone, Tutelo, Tututni, Tuwa'duxqucid, Tuwa'duqutsid, Twana, Twatwa ,
Uchi  , Ukiah , Ukomnom, Umatilla, Unami, Unkechaug  , Upper Chehalis, Upper Chinook, Upper Cowlitz, Upper Kuskokwim, Upper Tanana, Upper Umpqua, Ute, Vaniuki  , Varijio , Ventureño, Virginian Algonkin, Wabanaki, Wailaki  , Wailatpu  , Walapai, Walla Walla, Waluulapam, Wampano,  , Warm Springs, Wasco-Wishram, Washo  , Watiru, Wazhazhe, Wea, Wenatchi  , Wendat, Weott,  , Wikchamni, Wilewakiute, Willapa  , Winnebago, Wintu , Wishram, Witsuwit'en , Wiyot  , Wobanaki, Wolastoqewi , Wyandot , Wynoochie  Yakama, Yakima, Yaquina (Yakwina, Yakona, Yakonan, Yakon), Yavapai, Yawelmani, Yaqui, Yinka Dene, Yneseño  , Yocot'an, Yokaya  , Yokuts  , Yoncalla  , Yowlumni, Ysleño, Ysleta del Sur, Yucatec Maya  , Yuchi , Yuhaviatam, Yukaliwa, Yuki , Yuma, Yurok,  Zapotec  , Zia, Zimshian, Zoque, Zuni

  most of the rest of white, non-slave, European stock my ancestors treated passably well with notable exceptions from time to time.

  They were like brothers--sort of.

 

Read - think - speak - doubt; create - explore - give - love.


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The point was that we didn't go about the world meddling.  You could stack the Monroe doctrine against that, I suppose.

The issue you bring up here has to do with who those people (they weren't my ancestors either, bub) thought were humans.  After all, this was a time where people could look west and say that the land was empty.  As in, "empty of people."

This was a time when noblesse oblige and "White Man's Burden" were progressive notions.

It is always dangerous to faault people for not adopting values that we embrace now.

And, by the way, the

[*] A'ane , Abenaki , Achumawi , Acjachemen  , Acoma, Agua Caliente, Ahahnelin, Ahe, Ahtna, Ajachemem , Akainawa, Akimel O'odham, Akwa'ala, Alabama-Coushatta, Algonquians, Algonquin , Alkansea, Alnobak , Alsea, Amalecite, Anishinaabe, Aniyunwiya, Antoniaño, Apache, Apalachee, Applegate, Apsaaloke, Apwaruge, Arapaho, Arikara, Arkansas, Asakiwaki, Assiniboine, Atakapa, Atfalati, Atikamekw, Atsina, Atsugewi, Araucano, Atzinca, Ayisiyiniwok, Babine, Bahwika, Bannock, Barbareño, Bear River, Beaver, Bella Bella, Bella Coola, Beothuks, Bettol, Biloxi, Black Carib, Blackfoot, Blood Indians, Bode'wadmi, Cabanapo, Caddo, Cahita, Cahto, Cahuilla, Calapooya, Carolina Algonquian, Carquin, Carrier, Caska, Catawba, Cathlamet, Catlotlq, Cayuga, Cayuse, Celilo, Central Pomo, Chahta, Chalaque, Chappaquiddick, Chawchila, Chehalis, Chelan, Chemehuevi, Cheraw, Cheroenhaka, Cherokee, Cheyenne, Chickamaugan, Chickasaw, Chilcotin, Chilula-Wilkut, Chimariko, Chinook, Chinook Jargon, Chipewyan, Chippewa, Chitimacha, Chocheno, Choctaw, Cholon, Chontal de Oaxaca, Chontal de Tabasco, Choynimni, Chukchansi, Chumash, Clackamas, Clallam, Clatskanie, Clatsop, Cmique, Coastal Cree, Cochimi, Cochiti, Cocopa, Coeur d'Alene, Cofan, Columbia, Colville, Comanche, Comcaac, Comox, Conestoga, Coos, Copper River Athabaskan, Coquille, Cora, Coso, Costanoan, Coushatta, Cowichan, Cowlitz, Cree, Creek, Croatan, Crow, Cruzeño, Cucupa, Cupeno, Dakelh, Dakota, Dakubetede, Dawson, Degexit'an, Delaware, Dena'ing, Dene, Dene Tha, Diegueno, Dine, Djimaliko, Dogrib, Dohema , Duhlelap, Dumna, Dunne-za, Eastern Inland Cree, Eastern Pomo, Ecclemachs, Eel River Athabascan, Eenou, Eskimo, Esselen, Etchemin, Etnemitane, Euchee, Eudeve, Excelen, Eyak, Fernandeno, Flathead Salish, Fox, French Cree, Gabrielino, Gaigwu, Galice, Garifuna, Gashowu, Gitxsan (Gitksan, Gitsken, Goltsan, Gosiute, Gros Ventre, Guarijio, Gulf, Gwich'in, Haida, Haisla, Halkomelem, Han, Hanesak, Hanis, Hare, Hatteras, Haudenosaunee, Havasupai, Hawaiian, Heiltsuk, Heve, Hiaki, Hichiti, Hidatsa, Hinonoeino, Hitchiti, Hocak, Hochelagan, Holikachuk, Holkomelem, Homalco, Hoopa, Hopi, Hopland Pomo, Hualapai, Huarijio, Huelel, Huichol, Huichun, Hupa, Huron, Hutyeyu, Hwech'in, Illini, Inca, Ineseño, Ingalik, Innoko, Innu, Inuktitut, Inuna-Ina, Iowa-Oto, Iroquois Confederacy, Ishak, Isleño, Isleta, Itza Maya, Iviatim, Iynu, James Bay Cree, Jemez, Juaneno, Juichun, Kabinapek, Kahwan, Kainan, Kalapuya, Kanenavish, Kanien'kehaka, Kalispel, Kansa, Karkin, Karok, Kashaya, Kaska, Kaskaskia, Kathlamet, Kato, Kaw, Kawaiisu, Kechan, Kenaitze, Keres,Kichai, Kickapoo, Kikima, Kiksht, Kiliwa, Kiowa, Kiowa Apache, Kitanemuk, Kitsai, Klahoose, Klallam, Klamath-Modoc, Klatskanie, Klatsop, Klickitat, Koasati, Kolchan, Konkow, Konomihu, Kootenai, Koso, Koyukon, Kuitsh, Kulanapo, Kumeyaay/Kumiai, Kupa (Kupangaxwichem), Kusan, Kuskokwim, Kutchin, Kwaiailk, Kw'al, Kwakiutl, Kwalhioqua, Kwantlen, Kwapa, Kwedech, Kweedishchaaht, Kwikipa, Kwinault, Laguna, Lakhota, Lakmiak, Lassik, Latkawa, Laurentian, Lecesem, Lenape, Lillooet, Lipan Apache, Listiguj , Llaamen, Lnuk, Loucheux, Loup, Lower Chehalis, Lower Coquille, Lower Cowlitz, Lower Tanana, Lower Umpqua, Luckiamute, Luiseno, Lumbee, Lummi, Lushootseed, Lutuamian, Mahican, Maidu, Makah, Maliseet,Maliseet-Passamaquoddy, Mamaceqtaw, Mandan, Mangoac, Mapuche, Maricopa, Massachusett, Massasoit, Mattabesic Mattole, Maumee, Matlatzinca, Mayan, Mayo, Mengwe, Menominee, Mescalero-Chiricahua, Meskwaki, Metis Creole, Mewoc, Miami-Illinois, Miccosukee, Michif, Micmac, Migueleño, Mikasuki, Mi'kmaq, Miluk, Mingo, Minsi, Minto, Miskito, Missouria, Mitchif, Miwok, Mixe, Mobilian Trade Jargon, Modoc, Mohave, Mohawk, Mohegan, Mohican, Mojave, Molale, Monache, Montagnais, Montauk, Moosehide, Multnomah, Munsee, Muskogee, Musqueam, Mutsun, Nabesna, Nabiltse, Nadot'en, Nahane, Nahuat, Nahuatl, Naklallam, Nakoda, Nambe, Nanticoke, Nantucket, Narragansett, Naskapi, Nass-Gitxsan, Natchez, Natick, Naugutuck, Navajo, Nawat, Nayhiyuwayin, Nde, Nee-me-poo, Nehiyaw, Netela, Nevome, New Blackfoot, Newe, Nez Perce, Niantic, Nicola, Niitsipussin, Nimipu (Nimiipuu, Nimi'ipuu, Nimi'ipu), Nipmuc, Nisenan, Nisga'a, Nlaka'pamux, Nomlaki, Nooksack, Nootka, Nootsack, Northeastern Pomo, Northern Carrier, Northern Cheyenne, Nottoway, Nsilxin, Nuooah, Nutunutu, Nuxalk, Nuxwstlayamutsen, Nxak'amxcin, Oaxaca Chontal, Obispeño, Ocuiltec, Odawa, Ofo, Ogahpah, Ohlone, Ojibwa, Okanagan, Okwanuchu, Old Blackfoot, Omaha-Ponca, Oneida, Onondaga, O'ob No'ok, O'odham, Opata, Osage, Otchipwe, Otoe, Ottawa, Pai, Paipai, Paiute, Palaihnihan, Palewyami, Palouse, Pamlico, Panamint, Panoan, Pantlatch, Papago-Pima, Pascua Yaqui, Passamaquoddy, Patuxet, Patwin, Paugussett, Paviotso, Pawnee, Peigan, Pend D'Oreille, Penobscot, Pentlatch, Peoria, Pequot, Peskotomuhkati, Picuris, Piegan, Pima, Pima Bajo, Pipil, Pit River, Plains Indian Sign Language, Pojoaque, Pomo, Ponca, Poospatuck, Popoluca, Porcupine Indians, Potawatomi  , Powhatan , Pueblo, Puget Sound Salish, Puntlatch, Purisimeño, Putún, Quapaw, Quechan, Quechua, Quilcene, Quileute, Quinault, Quinnipiac, Quiripi, Raramuri, Red Indians, Restigouche, Rumsen, Runasimi, Saanich, Sac, Sahaptin, Salhulhtxw, Salinan, Salish, Samish, Sandia, Sanish, San Felipe, San Ildefonso, San Juan, Sanpoil, Santa Ana, Santa Clara, Santiam, Santo Domingo, Saponi , Sarcee , Sastean , Satsop, Savannah, Sauk, Saulteaux, Schaghticoke  , Sechelt, Secwepemc , Sekani, Selkirk, Seminoles, Seneca, Seri, Serrano, Seshelt, Severn Ojibwe, Sextapay, Shanel, Shashishalhem, Shasta  , Shawnee  , Shinnecock, Shoshone  , Shuar, Shuswap, Sierra Chontal, Siksika  , Similkameen, Sinkiuse  , Sinkyone, Sioux, Siuslaw, Skagit, Skicin, S'Klallam, Skokomish, Skraeling, Skwamish, Slavey , Sliammon  , Sm'algyax, Snichim, Snohomish, Songish, Sooke, Souriquois , Southeastern Pomo, Southern Paiute, Spokane , Squamish, Sqwxwu7mish  , Stadaconan, St'at'imcets (St'at'imc, St'at'imx, Stl'atl'imc, Stl'atl'imx, Stlatlimc), Stl'pulimuhkl  , Stockbridge, Sto:lo, Stoney, Straits Salish, Suquamish, Sulateluk, Susquehannock, Suwal, Swampy Cree, Swinomish,Tabasco Chontal, Tachi  , Tahltan, Tagish, Tahcully, Taino, Takelma  , Takla, Taltushtuntede  , Tamyen, Tanacross, Tanaina, Tanana, Tano, Taos, Tarahumara, Tataviam, Tauira  , Teguima  , Tehachapi, Ten'a, Tenino, Tepehuan , Tequistlateco , Tesuque, Tetawken, Tete-de-Boule  , Tewa, Thompson, Tigua, Tillamook, Timbisha  , Timucua, Tinde, Tinneh, Tiwa, Tjekan, Tlahuica  , Tlatskanie  , Tlatsop, Tlicho  , Tlingit  , Tohono O'odham, Tolowa, Tongva , Tonkawa, Towa, Tsalagi , Tsattine  , Tsekani , Tsetsehestahese, Tsetsaut  , Tsilhqot'in  , Tsinuk, Tsinuk Wawa, Tsitsistas, Tsooke, Tsoyaha, Tsuu T'ina  , Tualatin, Tubar  , Tubatulabal, Tukudh  , Tulalip, Tümpisa , Tunica, Tupi, Tuscarora, Tutchone, Tutelo, Tututni, Tuwa'duxqucid, Tuwa'duqutsid, Twana, Twatwa ,
Uchi  , Ukiah , Ukomnom, Umatilla, Unami, Unkechaug  , Upper Chehalis, Upper Chinook, Upper Cowlitz, Upper Kuskokwim, Upper Tanana, Upper Umpqua, Ute, Vaniuki  , Varijio , Ventureño, Virginian Algonkin, Wabanaki, Wailaki  , Wailatpu  , Walapai, Walla Walla, Waluulapam, Wampano,  , Warm Springs, Wasco-Wishram, Washo  , Watiru, Wazhazhe, Wea, Wenatchi  , Wendat, Weott,  , Wikchamni, Wilewakiute, Willapa  , Winnebago, Wintu , Wishram, Witsuwit'en , Wiyot  , Wobanaki, Wolastoqewi , Wyandot , Wynoochie  Yakama, Yakima, Yaquina (Yakwina, Yakona, Yakonan, Yakon), Yavapai, Yawelmani, Yaqui, Yinka Dene, Yneseño  , Yocot'an, Yokaya  , Yokuts  , Yoncalla  , Yowlumni, Ysleño, Ysleta del Sur, Yucatec Maya  , Yuchi , Yuhaviatam, Yukaliwa, Yuki , Yuma, Yurok,  Zapotec  , Zia, Zimshian, Zoque, Zuni

had practices that we wouldn't approve of either.  I remember as a yongster being fascinated with the various clever methods used by some of these peoples to torture one another.


"Doubt is not an agreeable condition, but certainty is an absurd one." -Voltaire
Ah, my dear Voltaire, doubt is an acquired and cultivated taste, like Laphroaig Whisky or fine truffles, and quite as exquisite.


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I've lost a lot of motel housekeeping opportunities that way... (0.00 / 0)
"As they enter their room, the maid may join in, "But, please excuse me, doesn't the Cartesian cogito argue against the possiblilty of a full society of authenticity, given the explanation of DesCartes' meaning by Sartre?  My friend spent a summer in France to do research, and reports that his maid asked him, as he was checking in, why he had come to France.  He told her he was researching Marcel.  She immediately began discussing marcel and clearly placed him int he development of French philosophy since DesCartes. "

  The interviews go really well--up to a point.

  Speak English?

  Fluently.

  Excellent.

  And you've had some room-cleaning experience?

  Oh, of course, I've cleaned a lot of rooms.

  Okay, fine.  Now, how about Gabriel Marcel?

  Gab-- uh, Gab-gab-gab-riel uh---

  Marcel--

  Oh, of course, well, uh, Gabriel Marcel, I, well, that is, you see, he's an, uh, very important in room cleaning theory and --

  What?

  That is, I mean,--

  Marcel is not to do with room-cleaning theory!

  Oh!  OF COURSE! I knew that!
  I just got a little confu--

  So, your views on Marcel?

  Well, , I'm, uh,-- you know?  the thing about that guy?  I've always thought that :
  Pour lui, Descartes enferme le moi dans sa propre coquille : le « je pense » est un carcan dont nous ne saurions nous défaire.

The guy glared at me a moment, and then he says:

  Ha! You stole that right off the Wikipedia site, didn't you!?  You're the second maid applicant I have this month to try that answer!  Do you really think that in this job our guests won't see right through that?  Really--I think you must go back to maid room-cleaning school and brush up on your Marcel; otherwise, I really see no future for you in the hotel maid industry.  All of our maids have done at least some original work on Marcel.  And, you, I don't see even one preparatory paper. 

  I'm sorry for wasting your--

  Yes, you should be!  Now, go on!

  -----------------------------

  Once back at my motel room, I went and found some of the maids on a work break.  They were all gathered around a table smoking cigarettes and discussing Marcel. 

  I wonder if you'd mind if I just sat in and listened--I promise not to say anything.

  Sure!  Be our guest, they answered.

  But, as soon as I sat down, they changed the topic to a tax measure being discussed in the Assemblée Nationale and I never heard another word from them about Marcel.

  Though one day, in the hall, I did overhear one say to another, "Watch out for that one.  He'll try and get you to explain Marcel to him and the next thing you know, the maids coming up will have extra comptetition to overcome."

  The other maid nodded knowingly.

  I was never going to make it as a maid, with my scanty appreciation of Marcel.

Read - think - speak - doubt; create - explore - give - love.


[ Parent ]
Your point? (0.00 / 0)
My friend discussed this with me several years ago, and reported two things:  Marcel's plays are not so ridiculous in showing people as at least minimally conversant in the ideas of French philosophy, like maids, that one would not expect to kinow anythintg about American philosophy (or probably any philosophy) in America.  He did not say, for all your idiculousness, that knowing Marcel was any kind of requisite for a job as maid.

he also said that in his stay in france, he discovered that there was a general level of knowledhge about the ideas of French philosophers, as if the maid was right that it was  a part of the normal school curriculuum, much as we learn about Eli Whitney and Thomas Edoispn.

Geesh!

Here in America,; almost all schoiol kids know there was an American civil war, most know that during that war, Lincoln freed the slaves, and many know that Grant was the winning general and Lee surrendered, and that Loncoln was assasinated.  That is not to say that an applicant for a maid job would be required to show such knowledge to obtain the job.

Did you have a point?

"Doubt is not an agreeable condition, but certainty is an absurd one." -Voltaire
Ah, my dear Voltaire, doubt is an acquired and cultivated taste, like Laphroaig Whisky or fine truffles, and quite as exquisite.


[ Parent ]
"Do you consider yourself an American?" (0.00 / 0)

  "Do you consider yourself an American?"

  Yes.

  Living outside the U.S. wonderfully impresses that fact on me.

  Within some eight weeks of arriving here, I'd found a room to rent.  The place was an apartment and the woman who held the lease was one of the most colorful characters I've met since coming here.  Those stories are, perhaps, for another day.

  Another guy, an Argentinian, younger than I, had occupied the room I moved into and, as he had no job and practically no money left--being, like myself, in search of work and living on a "shoe-string"-- he was allowed to stay, sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

  One day as he and I were riding the Métro, sitting among the variety of foreign nationals around us, he turned to me and asked (in English) whether Black Americans were regarded by White Americans as fully American--as in, do Whites regard Blacks as genuinely American in the fullest sense that they consider themselves to be?

  That was his question.  It surprised me.  My answer was unequivocal: not only did I not question Blacks being Americans no less than any others, but I reported that, in my opinion, not even the most die-hard bigot could any longer deny that fact.  I said that this was now so accepted as not even to be a seriously posed question.

  Then he explained that this was not the case in France, where, to some French people--particularly the most traditional and conservative nationalists-- being French is not at all a mere matter of being born in France.  By this view, no Black person could ever "be French" no matter how long his family might reside in France.  The same, of course, would be true of anyone else, whatever his "race"--the descendants of Spanish immigrants, would forever be something other than genuinely French.

  This little discussion was a real "eye-opener" for me and he expressed his admiration for the face that, in the U.S., one is and could be, by common consent, completely American no matter the circumstances of his birth.

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Yes. (0.00 / 0)

ANOTHER reason to love America.

A work in progress.

The first truly multi-ethnic country.

It ain't over yet.

Not by a LONG shot.

AG

Government is the Entertainment Division of the Military-Industrial Complex.-Frank Zappa


[ Parent ]
I'm an American (10.00 / 1)
I would have fought in the Continental Army. I wouldn't have welcomed the chance, but I would have fought on the side of the Yankees, too. I would have cheered Lincoln had I been a fatigued troop watching him pass on horseback.

But now I am an American, and enough of one to understand that Geo. Bush and his ilk are not. Not just his ilk - anyone who can even begin to agree with their crimes. With the engorgement, the rape, the thievery, the muggings, the vandalism.

Not exclusionary like a club, just on sheer principle. As an American our history preceded me and I was welcome anywhere in the world. Even SEAsia. Now all that has changed. 25 years of traveling, and all the good will blown out of the water in, especially, the last two years. One thing is kind of interesting, and that is that people still hope that one is all right, that when an American arrives in their place that that American is not a piece of shit. And when you turn out to be a regular person, there is a huge sense of relief. I suppose that means something.

But one thing is sure: I am not a nationalist. There is nothing in me that says that being an American is somehow better than being a Bangladeshi or Belgian or Argentinian or Australian. No nationalism in the idea.

I guess being an American for me means having some idea of how good America is capable of being, and of how evil it in so many ways is right now.




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