February 3rd, 2003

planet

touching lightly on a heritage question

Why do I pick at my scabs? I hate myself for that.

Saw some things on the in-tar-web that reminded me that I am continuously mystified by the fact that every american can list the parts of them that aren't american. I'm seriously not being insensitive here, I just don't get it. I don't want to tell people what odd mix of european ancestry lead to my being here, I don't think it matters. Seriously, doesn't mean squat. My parents are American. Their parents were American. I think one of their parents might have been German but I'd have to check with Mom to be sure... anyway that's as close as it gets.

So, does it really mean anything to people, or are they just aware of it, for awareness' sake? If your great-great-great grandmother was Irish, do you relate well to other people whose great-great-great grandmothers were Irish?

Are other countries like this? Are there african-norwegans? asian-brazilians? I'm not mocking, I'm being honestly curious. The whole deal just mystifies me. I think that, when you get past great-grandparents, it stops being really important. History is history, and we as a human race have a shared history, and we should think of ourselves as the human race, and associate our heritage with those who really had an impact in our lives. In my case, Americans.

But I might just be talking out of my ass again, sigh.

In other news... it's very cold outside.