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My fav is this piece by a Chinese-Dominican not unlike the author of the piece Steve is referencing. His affinity for Osaka itself also a demonstration of the concentric circles of ancestry and relatedness. In America with it’s small East Asian population the concept of ‘Asians’ as some kind of identity itself exists. (Tellingly he identifies himself as ‘biracial Asian’ might he actually be more self-conscious among his Chinese extended family than Western society itself?

Note also that nearly all Latinos, Arabs, North Africans, etc. are multiracial but there is a gentleman’s agreement that their African ancestry is not to be mentioned because it is considered embarrassing and directly contradicts the “one drop” myth. Demands for forced identification (such as reciting one’s genealogy to everyone) are symbols of social inferiority (like the yellow stars the Third Reich forced on Jews).

 • a bunch of other stuff that would three pages to explain in a half-assed way. It is entirely possible that the combination of parent A and parent B, results in a significant chunk of DNA in the child that is 100% identical to parent A (or B) despite being ’50-50′, too. A large part of our genome is ‘non-coding’, too (as far as we can tell): it doesn’t determine how a protein is coded in the individual carrying the genome.

It can get a little technical, but here are some of the official metrics for calculating percent of target needed by the aspirant to officially be classified as part of a more favored group.

Read what I said, which was that two people who can “pass for white” (and later stipulated that I was thinking primarily of Creole, mixed, Dominican, etc. communities where passing is an issue to begin with) can have a child that is not going to be able to do that as effectively.

That’s just sexual competition, not dislike of race mixing as such. They’re fine with it when it’s the other way around.

The question has been visit this page bubbling beneath the surface of Boston’s historic mayor’s race, where one of the two candidates, Annissa Essaibi George, has found herself challenged on the campaign trail about her decision to identify as one.

Peola is particularly irritated that she cannot join the party. [Because she isn’t white, even though she usually can pass on the streets. This is a more accurate realistic portrayal of biracials in the first third of US society. Remember, the 1934 film is based on the novel of the 1920’s, and follows the novel quite faithfully]

Yea like some random black geezer shanghaied from Africa, Jamaica, even Brizzle or That London in those days (not like Wilfred and all his modern tackle) would have the slightest idea how to go about coping with the English seasons and climate, age-old techniques and weird local vegetation.

Post-Summer of George, I’ve lost all desire for a harmoniously integrated society. Others can fight for that; I’ll fight to win.

I certainly don’t follow it, but I know enough about blacks and the role they play to draw the obvious conclusion.

That “Don’t Stop” thingy from a few years earlier (not to be confused with Fleetwood Mac’s or Queen’s or Journey’s) was okay, but it’s 99% production and 1% song.

Sorry, buddy, that train left the station a while ago. When it comes to a choice between realism and blackety black blackism, blackety black blackism wins every time.

Where in the English-speaking world does this happen? I can’t think of anywhere except Chicago’s Steppenwolf, and I don’t think they’ve had a real troupe for years. Maybe I’m wrong. I’m thinking of the Gary Sinise days.*