Thoughts on the “Melting Pot” Metaphor

By Daniel Miessler on June 22nd, 2008: Tagged as America | Culture
  • Dude,


    You are right on, on the importance placed on Education in India. However, that is slowly changing for the worse. With the booming indian economy and the ability to easily get a job with a high-school education in call centers, people show up with flip-flops to interviews, get a job offer, by the mere ability to recite their names correctly. I think, prosperity has its own unique curse, I guess. I think, balancing growth with a high bar, is a global challenge.


    -Vasu
    http://blog.amusecorp.com</p>

  • "That’s our country today. A lack of whole. A lack of unity. A lack of identity. We are pulling ourselves in too many directions."


    A schizophrenic identity. An unstable, volatile mass psyche, unhealthy in its parts because the dynamic of it's environment, being unhealthy as a whole.


    Yes, we are encouraged to say, "whatever they do, as long as they don't hurt anybody, is ok." And yet, it's proven to not be enough, because certain group fall into an isolationist attitude, and them more do, and now we have multiple generations of native born people who speak their own constantly migrating dialect within their own insulated, distancing sect, and the pronounced range in differences only serves to widen the gulf of misunderstanding, the unknowns of which sows fear and then hatred upon little misadventures, where neighborly attitudes and congenial brotherly bonds could have, and should have waylaid such ill-feelings.


    Where I grew up in Californian Suburbia, I had a neighbor from Pakistan. He was an Imam, and his kids were raised to go back to Pakistan and take up religious studies. While they were here, they were our neighbors, we talked often enough, I babysat their kids, we had minor strifes, but no lasting misdeed stood between us, because our goal was to stay friends, the same with the Portuguese neighbors across the street, or the Scottish bachelor next door, or any of the others who came and went.


    Our small court blended well. We all had 4th of July fireworks out in the middle of the street, and a great American feeling pervaded our companionship.


    Since then, I've moved away, and I have grown to worry about each of them, especially the Pakistani's after 9/11. Our collective fabric seemed to be devalued by the incessant influence to say, "you are white, you are not, you are different, you cannot know each other's pains." Was it the media? Or our own weaknesses, our failures to change the channel, the ultimate and instrinsic interest in this sort of message.


    Either way, the impetus led to a morbid spiral, and we had best find a way to reduce it's momentum, for the sake of the generations at risk of suffering a more schizoid culture than what we have today.


    -=T=-

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