Oblivious

Half pint milk carton

 

It starts when we are children.

Adults lead by example, paying attention to certain things, and ignoring others.

By the time we grow up, we have an almost completely subconscious, in-built hierarchy of what should be seen as “important”. The rest becomes invisible.

On their first day in the history classes I used to teach, I always began by asking kids if they paid attention to the world around them.

All of them said “Of course we do!”

I would then ask them if they had had milk for breakfast.  In their tea, on their cereal.  Except for a few Vegans, most had.

Then I asked them if they read the things on cereal boxes and milk cartons.  Again, most said “Sure!” (this was before everyone had smartphones to scroll through).

“What does it say on a carton of milk?”

“Um, milk obviously.”

“What else?”

“The brand of milk!”

“And?”

By this point, usually only half of the class was still engaged.

“Pasteurised!” a few shouted.

“You all know what that means, right?”

And most of them did know.

“Anything else?”

Mostly silence.

“Come on. One more word that’s on almost every milk carton. Anybody?”

Usually one single person would raise their hand eventually, and say “homogenised”.

“Yes! Homogenised. Can anyone here tell us what that means?”

Silence.

“You’ve all seen that word every day of your life, right?”

Everyone agreed they had.

“And after seeing that word maybe hundreds, maybe thousands of times, you never wondered what it meant?”

Silence.

I would then go on to explain how in the old days, cream would rise to the top of milk, and people had to shake it really hard to mix the cream fat through the milk.

Homogenisation breaks down fat into tiny particles which can remain in solution.  No shaking, and always creamier milk.  Yay!

 

*****

 

This is how I taught kids that there are different levels of human curiosity, different levels of engagement with the world around us, and different levels of obliviousness.

Recognising a carton of milk by its label is enough to navigate a lifetime of breakfasts.

But seeing the word “homogenised”, and caring enough to ask what that word means, opens a door to understanding a lot more about how some things actually work.

And yes, I know, industrial milk processing isn’t the sexiest or most important thing in the world.

But how many other things stare us in the face, every day of our lives, YET WE DO NOT SEE THEM?

I always finished the first day of history class by saying:

“Many of you probably have no great interest in history.  You’re not alone.  Many adults don’t, either.  But history IS important.  History is for helping us to unlearn our obliviousness.”

#history

Critical Race Theory for Beginners

Tracy Chapman at 2024 Grammy Awards

Tracy Chapman at 2024 Grammy Awards

 

I must confess, as someone who hasn’t lived as a person of color in America, I am often a little unsure about how to support or celebrate Black History Month.

It seems almost odd to even need to point out the innumerable achievements of people of color, when such things should be obvious to anyone with open eyes.

But alas, we live in a world where wilful ignorance is not only common, but on the increase.

Much of this wilful ignorance centres lately on the subject of Critical Race Theory, with a section of our citizenry choosing to believe that Critical Race Theory is a form of “woke indoctrination” specifically designed to make “white people” feel bad about their history, their ancestors, and by extension, themselves.

For a start, Critical Race Theory is an outgrowth or sub-branch of a way of thinking called simply “Critical Theory“.

Critical Theory grew out of a movement which began with The Frankfurt School, a group of philosophers, sociologists and intellectuals who gathered at the Institute for Social Research, part of the Goethe University in Frankfurt, Germany during the 1920s and 1930s.

Put simply, in the aftermath of The Great War, these people (and many political dissidents), were alarmed at the rise and excesses of fascism, inflexible communist ideologies, and unbridled capitalism.

The idea was to critique these flawed systems through a variety of lenses – Marxist economic theory, sociology, philosophy, psycho-analytical studies – and to formulate a framework seeking nothing less than full human emancipation from unjust power structures.

Put another way, early Critical Theory looked for ways to formulate and introduce a non-doctrinal form of socialism in which all humans can be treated as truly equal.

American capitalism (and its media and propagandists) have worked overtime for decades to conflate Marxist critiques and democratic socialism with Leninist or Maoist style communism, meaning that Critical Theory gained less of a foothold in the USA than in other developed countries.

Critical Pedagogy is the educating of students in the actual practice and method of employing Critical Theory.

Because Critical Theory encourages the examining of social problems and injustice through multiple lenses, thinkers and practitioners of Critical Pedagogy often focus their energies on one area, which can then be added to the greater pool of expertise.

Some focus on feminism.  Some focus on class systems.  Others focus on socio-economic questions.  Environmental issues.

And some focus on race-based injustice.

“Critical Race Theory” is not a “system” to be put in place.  It did not spring fully-formed into life with a set doctrine to be imposed.

“Critical Race Theory” is simply a branch of “Critical Theory”, a way to examine the social injustices arising specifically from racism, structural racism, and systemic racism.

“Critical Race Theory” attempts to use every available metric and tool to show the ways in which racism, past and present, affects many people in multiple aspects of their daily life, today.

Economics.  Wage inequity.  Educational access.  Job access.  Sociology.  Legislation.  Health.  Hunger.  Crime.  Political representation.  Housing.

Perhaps every public school in the USA should be made to teach “Critical Theory”, with semesters being dedicated to different subjects.  Feminism.  Race.  Ethics. Capitalism.  Ideology.

Then maybe certain people would “get it”.

But in a country in which politics and the media have become an extension of the corporatocracy, I won’t be holding my breath.

I’ll leave the final word to the Critical Pedagogue Ira Shor, who defines Critical Pedagogy as:

“Habits of thought, reading, writing, and speaking which go beneath surface meaning, first impressions, dominant myths, official pronouncements, traditional clichés, received wisdom, and mere opinions, to understand the deep meaning, root causes, social context, ideology, and personal consequences of any action, event, object, process, organization, experience, text, subject matter, policy, mass media, or discourse.”

Now what’s not to like in that?

And here’s to Black History Month!

(with a photo of Tracy Chapman because I adore her, and she happened to write one of the greatest songs in American history about hope and desperation)

#criticalracetheory #blackhistorymonth #tracychapman

 

“Better Call Saul”, Rhea Seehorn, and the “Black Dutch”

Marmaduke Seahorn riding an ostrich

Marmaduke Seahorn riding an ostrich (don’t bother asking – I have no idea)

 

Finally got around to watching “Better Call Saul“.

Loved every minute of it.

When you do what I do, it’s impossible to watch credits without noticing surnames, and going “Ah! I know something about that person’s family history”.

The lead character Jimmy McGill is played by Bob Odenkirk, whose German and Irish background comes mostly from “late wave” German and Irish immigration during the 19th century.

The character Kim Wexler is played by Rhea Seehorn, also with German and Irish roots, with Bohemian Czech thrown in for good measure.

The Seehorn surname itself is German, and most people bearing the Seehorn family name have roots in America going back to an earlier wave of German immigration during the early 1700s.

Although Rhea Seehorn sports the quintessential blonde hair and blue eyes popularly associated with Germanic peoples, her own Seehorn ancestry peters-out of any reliable documentary record in early 1800s North Carolina, among a plethora of German families commonly associated with what are known as the “Black Dutch”.

Those who follow this blog and podcast will already know that “Black Dutch” was a term used in early colonial and frontier-era America by many people of German ancestry with complex ethnic backgrounds including German Sinti (Romani or “Gypsy”) people, German Jews, or Germans who had intermixed with darker ethnic groups of African or indigenous ancestry.

Ms. Seehorn’s direct ancestors include Grindstaffs, Shouns/Showns, Slemps, Stouts, and Snyders – all of these families can still be found today in Southern Appalachia, which has far more German heritage than most people imagine.

Celia Amanda Stout, ancestor of Rhea Seehorn

Celia Amanda Stout, ancestor of Rhea Seehorn

 

Here are just a few of these old families beginning with the letter “S”:

Seahorn (Seehorn, Zeehorn)
Seger/Seeger (Sieger)
Setzer
Shafer/Shaver (Schäfer)
Shawver (Schauber)
Shell (Schell)
Shepherd (Schäfer)
Shown/Shoun (Schaun)
Sides (Seitz)
Siler (Seiler)
Slager (Schläger)
Slemp (Schlemp)
Sliger (Schleiger)
Slusher (Schlösser)
Smelser (Schmelzer)
Smith (Schmidt)
Snider/Snyder (Schneider)
Snodderly (Schnatterle)
Spear{s} (Speer)
Spraker (Sprecher)
Sprinkle (Sprenckel)
Stagner (Steigner?)
Stamper (perhaps from “Stempert”)
Stonecipher (Steinseifer)
Stout (Staudt?)
Stover (Stauffer)
Surface (Zerfass, Zerfuss)
Swadley (possibly “Schwadle” or Swiss German “Schwadli”)
Swearingen (Schweringen, sometimes from Dutch “van Sweeringen”)
Swisher (see “Switzer” and Irish Palatines)
Switzer

 

#history #rheaseehorn #BetterCallSaul #blackdutch

Bleeding Kansas and Transgenerational Morality

The Immortals of Bleeding Kansas

The Immortals of Bleeding Kansas (Silas Soule second from right)

 

Use discretion: mentions of graphic violence

 

It has become more and more common for people to accept the idea of trangenerational trauma.  This is a step in the right direction.

Studies published over the past decade have shown how poverty, for example, causes our limbic systems to feed a constant stream of stress and fear messaging to our prefrontal cortex.  This overloading of our mental faculties can interfere with daily functioning in a number of ways, including our ability to finish tasks efficiently, our ability to set achievable goals – even our ability to act and solve problems in a rational manner.

Other studies are beginning to shed light on how historical events affecting the health of our ancestors can be imprinted epigenetically – for example, the descendants of Swedish famine survivors of the 19th century have been shown to exhibit famine-related health issues today.

All of this led me recently to consider the possibility of transgenerational “wellness” or positivity.

Could having a full belly, and living in an environment which includes love, ethical and moral behaviour, and general human decency lead to some form of imprinting and improvement in mental health, happiness, and greater resilience over generations?

Some say the human brain is deeply wired to imprint negative experiences more strongly than the positive.  This negativity bias is thought to be crucial to our ability to spot dangers in the future.

The downside to this comes when our tendency to notice the dark clouds makes us ignore the sun over our shoulder.

Perhaps much of the good which gets passed-down the generations often goes unremarked and unnoticed, to our own detriment.

Much of the world often comments on the American propensity for positivity.  As far as I know, America’s foundational document is the only one in the world in which “the pursuit of happiness” is explicitly listed as a fundamental right.

Yet writing about American history – real American history – can often lead to a deep sense of pessimism; a sense of being trapped today in a circle created by others in the past.

It is my own sense that events this year might well determine whether American democracy – with all its flaws – manages to survive.

So here is some good medicine for any spirit in need, a balm for those who doubt the power of the better angels of our nature.

There is work ahead, and inspiration from our better ancestors can do no harm.

*****

“Bleeding Kansas”.  1859.

Kansas has been opened for settlement.  In a foreshadowing of the Civil War soon to come, pro- and anti-slavery settlers are flooding the territory, in an effort to influence who will hold sway in the Kansas legislature.

Among the anti-slavery abolitionists in Kansas at this time was a military man named Silas Stillman Soule – a personal friend of both Walt Whitman, the poet, and John Brown, the militant abolitionist hanged for his part in the raid on Harper’s Ferry.

As a teenager, Silas was already helping his father operate a stop on the Underground Railway, assisting enslaved African-Americans in their escape from Missouri to points north.

In July of 1859, while attempting to escort thirteen escaped slaves to safety, a local doctor in Lawrence, Kansas named John Doy was ambushed by pro-slavery men who had crossed the border from Missouri looking for “lost property”.  Dr. Doy was arrested and brought to a jail in St. Joseph, Missouri.  The escaped African-Americans were sold once again into slavery.

A short time later, Silas Soule, showing uncommon daring, bravery and resourcefulness, crossed into Missouri, infiltrated the jail in St. Joseph on a pretext, and effected the late night escape of Dr. John Doy back across the border into Kansas.

In an admirable act of thumbing their noses at their enemies (and to offer encouragement to the cause), the ten men involved in this daring raid had a photograph made, which achieved wide circulation at the time.  They became known as “The Immortal Ten”.

And if this alone is not enough to make these men and Silas Soule heroes in the cause of righteousness, five years later this same Silas Soule refused a direct order to participate in the infamous massacre of indigenous Americans at Sand Creek, Colorado, where Black Kettle‘s band had flown a flag of truce only to see their women and children ridden down and slain by Colonel John Chivington on a day of inhuman carnage with few parallels in USA history.

The breasts and genitalia of Cheyenne and Arapaho women, and the fetuses of their unborn children, were taken as “trophies”, and nailed onto the walls of Colorado saloons as grisly displays.

Afterwards, Silas Soule did a thing quite unheard-of for the time.  He testified before a congressional committee, against his superiors.

He was assassinated on the streets of Denver, Colorado shortly after.

Silas’ friend Lieutenant James Cannon tracked one of the suspected assassins, Charles Squier, all the way to New Mexico.  After being returned to Denver, Charles Squier was “mysteriously” aided in an escape from justice.

Lieutenant Cannon, on the other hand, would be poisoned to death soon after…

But the good people eventually won.

And 150 years later, we still need people like Silas Soule.

Look carefully at the photograph of the “Immortal Ten”.  See the faces of men from all backgrounds, united in proud brotherhood.  The Good Guys.

This is not to suggest that Black Emancipation was a story of White Saviourism.  African-Americans fought their own corner bravely, and paid in blood and suffering, for decades and centuries.

What we see here, is a brilliant example of how to be an ally to those in the heat of struggle.

*****

Silas Soule was a direct descendant of George Soule, one of the signatories of the Mayflower Compact over 400 years ago.

The Petersons in my own family also descend from this same George Soule – and my Elisha “Wright” Peterson married a girl named Nancy Bunch from Grainger County, Tennessee.  Elisha came from a line of Quakers, and when he wasn’t working as an Ozark mountain cartwright, he was teaching Native Americans near his Ozark home (and later in Eastern Oklahoma Indian Territory) how to read and write.

The Quakers are one of the groups who shine like a beacon, running like a golden thread through most of American history.  They were not saints, nor were they perfect (looking at you, Richard Nixon).

But most were usually better than a lot of those around them – including some of my other, far less savoury forebears.

It is common for certain people today, as they attempt to defend the indefensible in America’s past, to say “We can’t judge people in the past by the standards of today”.

In some senses, they are right.  We can’t judge people for once believing the world was only 6,000 years old.  The sciences of biology and geology were still in their infancy.

But the systematic belittling, abuse, rape, torture, transgenerational enslavement and dehumanisation of others?

Empathy and fairness do not require a degree in science.  Neo-Confederates and the modern alt-right who claim that “slavery wasn’t that bad”, or that “it was just normal for the time” seem to ignore that Quakers had submitted a petition against slavery in America way back in 1688, almost 200 years before slavery’s eventual end.  So no, it wasn’t “normal” in the eyes of everyone back then.  It was “normalised” in law by legislation based in greed and white supremacy.

Many morally abhorrent things were also legal in Nazi Germany.  This does not mean things were “normal”.

Although I’m no Quaker myself, the Quakers in my family history make me immensely proud, and determined to prove that decency does indeed travel down the generations, as surely as wickedness or trauma.

#history #transgenerationaltrauma #quakerism #kansas #beforewewerewhite

From the Americana Files: Mid 20th Century Barber Shops

Depiction of Eve from Seventh Day Adventist book of Bible Stories and Ellen Gould White, right

Depiction of Eve from Seventh Day Adventist book of Bible Stories and Ellen Gould White, right

 

For the Boomer generation and earlier, barber shops in heartland America used to be male-only refuges.

Unisex “hair stylists” were not yet a thing – men and boys went to barber shops, and women went to “the beauty salon”.

As a 10-year-old going to the barber shop for the first time (our hair was always cut at home), I remember my sense of complete shock.

Men who in public insisted on holding doors open for “ladies”, men who washed their sons’ mouths out with soap for swearing, sat waiting for their turn in the barber’s chair.

They killed the time telling off-color and often racist jokes, some complaining loudly about long-haired hippies and “women’s libbers”.

Like most 10-year-olds of that time and place, the closest I had ever come to seeing a female body in a state of undress was by sneaking a look at the lingerie pages of a Sears-Roebuck catalog, or a feature on the tribes of Central Africa in National Geographic magazine.

To find well-thumbed Penthouse magazines lying scattered on the tables in the barber shop was, well, surprising.

To find those magazines lying atop and alongside hardback books of illustrated Bible Stories was simply beyond the beyond.

Perhaps craziest of all, my stepfather acted as if this was completely normal, and laughed along with every joke.

This might sound silly and mild by today’s standards, with graphic porn and online hate speech available at the click of a button.

But back then, in the space of five minutes, my child’s world had been flipped upsidedown – not by a few soft lens photos of young ladies “in the altogether”, but by the realisation that the adults around me lacked any real integrity. They were blazing hypocrites.

 

*****

 

There has always been a strange hypocrisy at the core of heartland American culture.

A huge chunk of the American population went apoplectic 20 years ago, when, during the halftime show of the 2004 Super Bowl, Janet Jackson suffered the infamous “wardrobe malfunction” which was quickly dubbed “Nipplegate”.

Most of the people so horrified by the sight of a female breast were of course the selfsame people who regularly cheer displays of militarism at sporting events.

2004 was a strange year for saying “Thank you for your service”, or cheering military parades, as the USA was a year into its utterly unjustifiable war in Iraq.

Publications such as The Lancet and the Associated Press had estimated that US forces had already caused the deaths of around 100,000 Iraqis by 2004.  By the end of the US engagement there in 2011, it is estimated that well over HALF A MILLION CIVILIANS had died due to the actions of the US military.  This is why it is completely normal today for the US government to offer its unconditional support for the current horror show in Gaza, with 35,000+ dead civilians (mostly women and children) in the space of only a few months.

I ran away from home at 15, and joined the army on my 17th birthday.  I went to boot camp at Fort Sill, Oklahoma.  The first time we were allowed off-base, our drill sergeant pointed us to the “better” strip joints in the nearby town of Lawton.  This was heady stuff for a 17-year-old raised in a hyper-evangelical household.  43 years on, I can still remember how later that Friday night, head swirling from the effects of multiple pitchers of beer, my excitement soon gave way to a sense of self-loathing.  The girls on stage were so clearly just lost runaways like myself, reduced to parading for the gratification of a shouting, leering roomful of swaggering, drunk, faux macho boy-men.  It was like a scene from an Hieronymous Bosch painting come to life.

Many of those boy-men would go on to supply the US with NCOs, killers and cannon fodder for wars in Iraq and Afghanistan over the next 25 years.

But nipples at a Super Bowl…the horror, the horror.

As someone ready to celebrate their 60th birthday this year, I find myself thinking about the America of my childhood and teen years, and how the hypocrisy seen at Super Bowl 2004 was a continuation of the hypocrisy evident in barber shops during the late 1960s and early 1970s.

Watching the Super Bowl in 2004 – thirty years after my wake-up call in a barber shop – I realised that the same kind of people who told n***er jokes in that barber shop in 1975 hadn’t gone away.

And now, another 20 years down the line, this hypocritic and toxic worldview is STILL with us, and getting stronger again.

Anyone who has seen the work of David LynchBlue Velvet, Twin Peaks, etc. – will have noticed Lynch’s obsession with this same subject.

The heart of darkness lurking in the shadows behind patriotism and white picket fences…

This blog and podcast has grown out of my determination to snoop among those shadows.

Any heartland American born before 1970 will recognise the illustration on the left.  This is a white evangelical rendering of Eve in the Garden of Eden from those books of Bible Stories found lying around doctor’s offices and barber shops back in the day.

These books were distributed by the Seventh Day Adventists, who clearly felt that their brand of Christianity would be better served by portraying the Middle Eastern characters in the Bible as whiter than white.

Which is curious, considering that one of the prime movers behind the formation of the Seventh Day Adventist church was Ellen Gould White (née Harmon), seen in the right-hand picture.

Her mixed-ethnic appearance hasn’t gone unnoticed by some observers, such that the church she co-founded felt it necessary to commission a genealogical report into Ms. White’s ancestry.

Suffice it to say that their conclusions do not match my own.

But that is a story for another day…

#americana #beforewewerewhite

Jewish Pirates

Grave of Jewish pirate, Jamaica

Grave of Jewish pirate, Jamaica

 

One of the most interesting insights I’ve had during my many years studying history is the realisation of the central role played by pirates and piracy.

The Vikings played a huge part in the formation of numerous countries from Western Europe to Russia, and for a large chunk of their heyday, they were essentially a ruthless band of pirates.

The USA’s “Marines’ Hymn” – in between the militaristic chest-thumping – name-checks the Barbary Wars (Tripoli), which were naval actions taken against pirates based in North Africa.

Many early British explorers and governors in the Americas (Walter Raleigh, Francis Drake, Henry Morgan, et al) started-out as privateers.

The Protestant Reformation and the subsequent wars of religion in Europe pitted the Catholic Church and Catholic monarchs against Protestant monarchs and groups such as the French Huguenots.

Because the Protestant side was much smaller during the early years of the Reformation, England and groups like the Huguenots tended to rely on assymetrical warfare tactics to weaken the enemy.

One of the most effective means of assymetrical warfare is interfering with crucial trade routes and networks.  We can see this today, where a small group of highly committed fighters or pirates with superior local knowledge can tie-down and severely impede much larger imperial powers (see Afghanistan and Yemen).

From the late 1500s to the early 1700s, English, Dutch, Huguenots, and other smaller groups were able to wreak havoc with Spanish and Portuguese shipping.

But there was one other group of people who had no love for the Catholic powers in Europe.

The Jews.

Decades before the Protestant Reformation of the 1500s got underway, Jews, Muslims, and Roma (Gitanos) had been ordered to convert to Catholicism and cease their distinct cultural practices in lands held by the Spanish, and later, Portuguese crowns.  Those unwilling to convert were subject to expulsion, or worse.

Some converted to Catholicism publicly, while continuing to practice their true faith in secret.  This was one of the main reasons for the setting-up of The Inquisition – a religious court for rooting-out heretics and “fake Catholics”.

Many of these peoples moved to lands scattered around the Mediterranean – North Africa, Italy, Greece, and Ottoman lands.

Others decided to try their luck in more distant European colonies in West Africa, India, and the “New World”.

So while it is almost never mentioned in mainstream history lessons, wherever we find Englishmen, Dutchmen, or French Huguenots during the 1500s and 1600s, we are also likely to find Jews, Muslims, and Roma – especially at sea, and especially among pirate crews.

Many became pirate captains themselves.

Sinan ReisSamuel PallacheMoses Cohen HenriquesAbraham Blauvelt.

Not everyone said “Ooo-aaar” like a Cornish smuggler…

#pirates #history #jewish

Reclaiming Lost Ethnicity in America

 

Before We Were White doesn’t put its blogs or podcasts behind a paywall, so we rely on the generous goodwill of donors and patrons.

This means we’ve had to find creative ways of thanking patrons for their incredible support.

One such way is by making PDF transcripts of individual podcast episodes available, and curating a library of related images, sources, and further reading lists on our website members’ page.

When time allows, BWWW also tries to personally field members’ questions.

This week, I was contacted by a patron with questions relating to “post-white” identity.

In essence, this person was wondering about the validity of Americans choosing to identify themselves as members of an actual ethnic group – in particular, they wondered if Americans with, say, German, Irish, or other European ancestry should identify as one of those groups in place of “white”.

The question was both thoughtful and highly detailed, so I’ve extracted the main points from their correspondence for brevity and clarity:

1) would it even be possible or appropriate for those of us in diaspora to try to rebuild those kinship ties when they died ~100 years ago on the low end and ~300+ years ago on the high end and are an ocean away and weren’t raised in the culture?

2) a way forward [from white identity rejection and “race traitor” nonsense]?

3) the responsibilities of those of us in diaspora; anything more I could be doing?

These excellent questions raised many more questions, leading me to ponder over an appropriate answer for a number of days.

The following is my own sense of things, at this stage in my own education, research, and development.

I would be very interested to hear from readers and listeners regarding this complex subject.

Here goes.

*****

At birth, we are born into a culture.

We are then moulded by our upbringing, early experiences, education, and daily environment.  Some cultural environments place more emphasis on ancestry and/or continuity of tradition than others (see groups such as Jews, the Amish, small indigenous communities, etc.)

Many western nations have drifted far away from the things which once defined the individual “cultures” living under their flags – regional dialect and slang, food traditions, particular sense of humor, clothing, attitudes toward sex and modesty, religious practice, music and dance traditions, sporting traditions, communal celebrations, rites of passage, et al.  Some nations are actively trying to erase multi-culturalism from the territories they control.

It could be argued that much of western “culture” (especially in the USA) has become little more than an homogenous list of mutually recognised icons supplied by government and corporations.

Many of us have become – at least in large part – most easily defined by what we buy, and what we watch in the corporate-owned media.

After childhood, we MAY be at liberty to choose any parts of our “pre-loaded” identity which we wish to change or discard.  This is what some leftist thinkers refer to as a “decolonisation” phase in our personal development.

People who are less inclined to use jargon might simply call this process “breaking away” or “becoming one’s own person”.  In places where identity is highly indoctrinated by family, media, or government, this step can be difficult and sometimes almost impossible.

What we choose to cast-off or take-on will be based on the intensity of indoctrination received, on further education and life experiences, and on our own in-built level of curiosity and rebelliousness.

It is our access to lifelong education and varied life experiences which will also determine our ability to recognise the multiple possible layers of identity:

  • Nationality (citizenship, political participation, voting, taxation, military service, and other duties)
  • Regional identity
  • Cultural identity (social norms and manners, food traditions, sports, forms of celebration, etc.)
  • Ancestral identity (historical identity before immigration to America)
  • Genetic identity (visible signs of belonging to a particular population group – in the USA, thousands of distinct groups have historically been collapsed into “white”, “black”, indigenous, or Asian)
  • Sexual and gender identity
  • Inner identity or “sense of self”
  • Religion
  • Language and dialect

Of course, one person’s “indoctrination” is another person’s “passing-on of traditions”.  Again, access to education and varied life experiences will usually help us tell the difference.

People who have been highly indoctrinated or are lacking in a wide variety of experiences are the people who tend to reject the idea that loads of people can have multiple strands of identity.  Such “single identity” people insist that they (and other people) should see identity as a complete and inseparable package.

These are the people who often see being “American” as being synonymous with “white” (ancestral/genetic identity), Christian (religious identity), “patriotic” (national identity), straight (sexual and gender identity), and English-speaking (linguistic identity).

While such people will acknowledge recent immigrants and peoples of color as “American”, many still subconsciously see recent immigrants and black and brown peoples as an accident of history, or even interlopers, who are only “proper Americans” when they agree to buy into the whole identity package – including the “white” story of America.

Others (the people who speak about rejecting “white identity” and about “decolonisation”) often sound as if they believe that changing identity is as simple as shedding a coat and wearing a new one.

As we’ve already pointed-out, “identity” is the accretion of multiple identities over our own lifetime and many lifetimes before us.  Some of these identities are real and organic, others are complete fabrications.  Most are a mix of the two.

A multi-ethnic American cannot simply replace one fabricated identity – “white” – with a dissipated, diluted, and “unlived” ethnic identity from another place or time.

Far from being an act of “decolonisation”, this is really just another act of colonisation – perhaps with good intentions, but it is a form of colonisation nonetheless.

Take Irish identity.  Being Irish can have multiple layers, with varying emphasis on different strands.  And while Ireland has one of the more cohesive identities due to geography, ancestry, folklore, slang and dialect, shared tragedies, an ancient Gaelic language and literary tradition, sporting traditions (such as hurling), monumental landscapes (which actually pre-date the Gaelic Ireland so beloved of “Celtic” romanticism), and shared mythology, etc.

But even Ireland contains multiple identities.  Jackeens.  Culchies.  Anglo-Irish.  Gaelgoiri.  Nornies.  Travellers.  The Donnybrook Set.  Blow-ins.  Corkonians (who act like their own ethnic group).

But most Irish today would agree, though, that the essence of being Irish is growing up surrounded by all of these cultural signifiers.  An asylum seeker from Ukraine who chooses to stay in Ireland, whose children grow up in Ireland, can call their children “Irish”, or “Ukrainian-Irish”.  It’s far more about cultural immersion than ancestry.

But an American with remote Irish ancestry cannot simply identify as “Irish” in any credible way.  I myself have ancestors who were famine immigrants to America, and I have now lived in Ireland longer than I lived in the USA, yet I am not Irish.

You ask about your “responsibilities” to Ireland based essentially on genetic history rather than cultural experiences, yet to me it seems more important that we assume such “responsibilities” in our immediate community (always with an eye on injustices everywhere in the world).

This is not to say that we cannot have a profound interest in the cultures of our distant ancestors!  Sticking with the Irish for a moment, Americans must remember that the Ireland of their ancestors no longer exists.  Irish culture has changed like any other culture.  The people escaping The Great Hunger during the 1840s would not recognise the Ireland of today.  So which Irish “identity” could an American with Irish ancestors actually hope to claim?  The Irish in America and the Irish in Ireland have walked completely different paths for decades and centuries.

I fully understand that many good Americans want to move past or reject the artificial and frankly poisonous identity of white Christian nationalism and American Exceptionalism.

But whether they like it or not, Americans with deep roots in colonial and frontier times have become a new people, just as the English became a new people – a new people formed from multiple waves of immigration and violent invasion.

The English are a mix of ancient British peoples including Dumnonii, Belgae, Ordovices, Iceni, Caledones, Brigantes, and Taexali, along with later overlays of Roman peoples, Germanic tribes, Scandinavians, and Norman French, not to mention various diasporic groups such as Jewish and Romani peoples, and peoples from lands once ruled by the British Empire.

Yet they are now seen collectively as a people called “English”.

If identity is primarily culture (and it is), then culture is also change (and it changes constantly).

The English didn’t always love tea, sarcasm, or Indian takeaways.  Those things arrived via international trade, occupation, corrupt warlords, empire, and the endurance of a long-suffering peasantry.

American culture has also changed in the past, and will continue to change moving forward – organically, and through the daily choices made by the American people.

Many Americans today are clearly longing for an identity based on something more than consumerism, and more enlightened than jingoistic, myth-based white nationalism.

This is why I have tried hard in my writing to put forward new ways of looking at American identity.

The coining of the term “Old Mix American” was my way of trying to bring many strands of identity together, minus the white-washing and toxicity.

The word “old” is to show that a person’s family and ancestors have been in America for hundreds of years – long enough to form a distinct ethnic identity.

The word “mix” is to show that a person acknowledges that they are aware that “whiteness” is a complexion and a social caste, not an ethnicity, and that they would like to move past describing themselves in terms of skin color or straight hair.

Most of all, the word “mix” is for showing that a person has learned, and accepted, that most Americans with colonial-era roots are indeed a mixture of multiple peoples and ethnic groups.  Being aware of our complex ancestry means we do not accept an American identity which expects us to belong to just one “race”.  When we say “Old Mix American“, we are not saying “mixed race”, we are saying “multi-ethnic”.  There is a difference, and it is important.

By saying “Old Mix” in front of the word “American”, we could show that we are aware that our complex ancestry and cultural mix is centuries-old, and that not all of our ancestors looked similar to how we look today.

By saying “Old Mix” in front of the word “American”, we could show that we accept our very real kinship with people of color, without attempting to colonise their own spaces and lived experiences.

Because many Americans of color also have indigenous, European, and other ancestry (along with African ancestry), this term could even offer an identity which might be shared by progressive-minded people of all colors one day.

By being aware of real history, warts and all, Old Mix Americans can reject foundational mythology and blind “patriotism” – both of which are exclusive instead of inclusive.

Bottom line is this: “Old Mix American” could say a hundred positive things in just three words.

It also sidesteps the issue of USA citizens referring to themselves as “American”, a habit which rankles with many people from other countries in North and South America.

Maybe Americans whose people immigrated to the USA after the Civil War could call themselves “New Mix Americans“?  A thought…

I hope this has helped you answer your question, and I hope you can see that you already have a “real” identity.

Finding a proper and fitting name for that very real identity is a job for all of us.  I’ve thrown my suggestion in the hat!

#identity #history #ethnicity

MAGA Golden Age and East Kentucky Fornicators

Court Session, 1781 Appalachia

Court Session, 1781 Appalachia

 

At the root of every desire to “Make America Great Again” is a misplaced belief in some golden, halcyon age, in which everyone was hard-working, decent, and God-fearing.

A belief that there was ORDER.

We mythologise the past, precisely because “golden ages” are such ephemeral, fleeting snapshots in time, and these gilded folk memories are what we want to see in ourselves when we look in the mirror.

Just as The Golden Age of Piracy lasted less than one lifetime, just as The Wild West lasted perhaps half that, the MAGA dreamworld lasted only 20 years – the time from the end of the Second World War, until Vietnam.

For this short, shimmering, hovering moment, to be “white” and American was a glorious thing.

World War Two and the D-Day landings had created real heroes.  And the grandfathers of these D-Day veterans were often men who had seen the tail end of the shamelessly glamorised Wild West.

The post-war 1950s economic boom had banished all memories of The Great Depression.

For a brief generation or two, any “white man” with a high school education could expect to find a job paying enough to buy a house and raise a family (with a stay-at-home housewife, cook, cleaner, and mother).

Hollywood ceaselessly celebrated this patriarchal paradise in film.

Almost every role model or hero was a tall, white, Christian male.  See James StewartBurt LancasterGary CooperJohn Wayne.

Television was an anodyne confection of “The Lawrence Welk Show“, “Leave It To Beaver“, or “The Andy Griffith Show” (non-Boomers, please Google).

But this fuzzy-lens world was only possible if “white” male society plugged its ears and went “la la la” to the background noise of Black America demanding civil rights, of Female America demanding the right to be more than cooks and cleaners and child-bearers, of Young America kicking-back against shallow consumerism, environmental destruction, and moral hypocrisy.

This could easily be dismissed as some “woke” rant, except for one thing.

Good history, and a good understanding of history, taking a LONG VIEW, tells us just how ridiculous our image of ourselves can often be.

Our “pioneer forefathers”, and indeed, mothers, were almost never the shining white exemplars of unblemished virtue we would like to imagine.

Not to say there were no good people.  There were.

But whether decent, bad, or a mix of the two, most Americans are hewn from very rough stock.  And very mixed stock.

Many early colonisers of indigenous lands – aka “the frontier” – took a very casual view toward sex and marriage in the absence of established churches or “men of the cloth”.  Men and women alike.

Yet to hear the MAGA version of history, single mothers, absentee fathers, substance abuse, disregard for the rule of law, and general social dysfunction have always been the province of ethnic minorities.

To “Make America Great Again” in the way intended by many “white” evangelicals today would require some serious editing of the past, and the purchase of some deeply rose-tinted glasses.

And it seems that many these days are willing to do precisely that…

#maga #fakehistory #beforewewerewhite

When the Fighting Starts

Popular portrayal of French and Indian War combatants

Popular portrayal of French and Indian War combatants

 

When states, nations, governments, insurgencies or revolutionaries are victorious in war, they invariably portray their “war heroes” in the image they want to see in the mirror.

This has always been the case in America, going right back to the very beginning of European colonisation there.

Go online, and try to find any painting or writing depicting the soldiers of the Seven Years War (aka the French and Indian War in the USA).

Then try the Revolutionary War.

Judging by most written accounts and artistic renderings, it would be normal to assume both wars were fought by, well, “white folks” only.

But when governments conscript men for war, the cooks, supply workers, common infantry, etc. are invariably drawn from the underclasses.

In America, the underclasses have always been the groups most likely to include people of non-European or mixed ethnicity, and people of color.

And when conscripts actually were “white”, they too tended to be drawn from the lower social and economic classes.

As the great Steve Earle once put it so succinctly in his song Copperhead Road (about Vietnam and Appalachia) back in 1988:

 

“I volunteered for the army on my birthday,

they draft the white trash first around here, anyway.”

 

I was pondering all of this while sitting at my keyboard at times over the past year, fingers always crossed for the people of Ukraine, but also imagining the hapless soldiers sent by Putin to do his dirty work – “Russian” soldiers from a country which has “absorbed” nearly 200 ethnic groups over the centuries in their own version of Manifest Destiny.

Buryats, Tuvans, and Dagestanis were among the first to be conscripted into service for the Russian invasion of Ukraine – the first of many minority groups drafted from within the Russian Federation.

“In Sakha Republic, there are small communities who live in rural villages. If you need medical treatment, you need to call a helicopter. They would never receive help because they are too far away. But with this mobilisation, the government flew to these villages to get men drafted.”

But back to America.  The document scan below gives a tiny indication of what we find when we read actual historical documents, instead of accepting the populist narrative.

Excerpt from list of deserters from French and Indian War (my highlights)

Excerpt from list of deserters from French and Indian War (my highlights)

 

“King George’s War” was part of what Americans call “The French and Indian Wars”, and what the French call the “Intercolonial Wars”.  It was essentially part of a wider European conflict, the part waged on North American soil from 1740 to 1748 in Massachusetts, New York, New Hampshire, and Nova Scotia.

 

#beforewewerewhite #frenchandindianwar #whitetrash #cannonfodder

Raising Ghosts

Gypsy Girl, Fran Hals, 1630

Gypsy Girl, Fran Hals, 1630

 

When most amateur genealogists get a family line back to the 1600s in America, the received narrative clicks-in.

New Haven, Connecticut, 1676.  An ancestor with a nice solid English-sounding name. “Edward Grannis“.  A wife named “Hannah Wakefield“.  Living in a settlement founded by Puritans in 1638.  Home of Yale University.

Natural perhaps, to presume certain things.  Things about ethnicity, things about social standing and religion.

Sometimes, just sometimes, we get lucky.  We uncover a record telling more than a just a name, a marriage date, or a simple place of burial.  And from the most fleeting of hints, we begin to recognise the passions and humanity of actual people.

Edward Grannis appeared in court as a witness against a man accused of killing and eating three hogs belonging to a local church minister.

It is not clear whether Edward’s willingness to testify was motivated simply by his sense of civic duty in the face of theft, or more by the fact that the accused, Thomas Langden, had threatened his own wife with death if she were to reveal his crime.

It seems that Edward was an early opponent of domestic violence, for he also testified that Langden had also once been seen beating his wife for failing to “weede corne”.

Edward had himself already been before a court by the age of 20, for failure to maintain “a good serviceable gun..and four or five good flints fitted for every firelock piece, all in good order and ready for any sudden occasion, service, or view”.

Whether Edward was just negligent, or uninterested in taking part in hostilities with the local Quinnipiac people, it is impossible to say.

What is more interesting, is the picture which emerges later, of a man of unusual principle.

Edward Grannis was charged later in life with rioting at an assembly, “where there was a public affronting of authority in [the] stopping and hindering of the execution of a sentence which was order[ed] by authority”.

As the leader of this open protest against Puritan law, Edward was sentenced “to be whipped twelve stripes, well laid on”.

Okay.  So we clearly have a man at odds with the local theocracy.  And being a man not given to wife-beating, what do we know of his own wife?

Hannah Wakefield was in fact Edward’s second wife, his first wife Elizabeth Andrews having died after only eight years of marriage.

We would know very little of Hannah, if she hadn’t been as stubborn in the face of Puritanical law as her husband.

During their time in Hadley, Massachusetts, Hannah was twice brought before the Puritan courts for wearing silk.  One might assume this was due to a Puritanical religious aversion to worldly riches or vanity, but no.

Puritan society was extremely class-conscious, and a law had been passed in 1651 forbidding anyone with an estate worth less than 200 pounds from wearing “gold or silver lace, gold or silver buttons, bone lace above 2 shillings value per yard, or silk hoods or scarves”.

This is where we put on our own thinking caps.  Puritan society was determined to keep people “in their place”.  Edward and Hannah, by their actions, are clearly seen by the local eminences as people of low status attempting to act “above their station”.

Edward and Hannah, in turn, also clearly bear no love for Puritan culture.

Records for the origin of this couples’ parents are thoroughly ambiguous.  And we might leave it at that – two working-class English indentured servants complete their time of servitude, get married, and remain always at odds with their over-religious and snobbish community.

But something smells funny.

The surname “Grannis” itself is rarely found outside America.  It is thought to derive from the placename “Cranes” in Essex, in the southeast of England.

Cranes lies a few miles from the town of Basildon, right beside Cray’s Hill, where just over ten years ago the largest Romani/Gypsy/Traveller encampment in England was finally forced off the land which they owned there.

Because the surname “Grannis” is not found in Essex today, it is entirely plausible to surmise that the name was first assumed in America by indentured servants transported from Cranes to New England.

And rooting through even more old records shows a sibling of Edward marrying a woman named “Diadema“.

Diadema“?  A very odd name for a woman in Puritan Connecticut.  And the name of a place in Portuguese-speaking Sao Paulo, Brazil.  The main port to which Portugal had expelled its Gypsies during the 1500s…

Diadema” is also the Portuguese word for “diadem” – a form of crown usually worn by royalty.

While still found on occasion in other countries such as Argentina, “Diadema” is almost unheard-of as a girl’s name in the USA today.

Of course all of this might have nothing to do with multi-ethnic America, except that the Grannis line intersects early with a Peterson line.  And this Peterson line meets the Bunch family in Grainger County, Tennessee in the 1800s – the latter being one of many Appalachian families sometimes claiming Portuguese ancestry.

Or “Porty-ghee”, to use the mountain parlance.

And lest all of this sound like a flight of whimsy, I have spoken to many Appalachians who show genetic matches with people in Brazil today, and with modern Romanichal descendants in England.

Was the Grannis family somehow connected to Iberian Gypsies who had moved to England after being expelled from Spain and Portugal in 1619, only to be swept-up under anti-Gypsy laws enacted in 1600s England, and then transported as “servants” to the Americas?

Who knows?  But trying to find out is fascinating.

American history.  So much more than “White English Puritans”.

 

#beforewewerewhite #puritans #romani #gypsies