And please don’t give me that tired old argument that Native Americans are the only true non-immigrants. I have news for you Magellan; even Native Americans came here from someplace else. The birthplace of man is Africa (so we think) and the last time I checked the United State is NOT on the African Continent. You can Google it yourself if you doubt me. Perhaps your family walked across the Bering Strait, maybe they sailed for months on a smelly, scurvy laden ship, or came down from Canada eh. Hell, there is even a chance they flew a hijacked Mig jet here during the cold war. The fact is EVERYONE has ancestors that came here from someplace else.
This is why I don’t understand why some feel it necessary to label themselves as a “something-American” i.e., “Irish American”, “African-American”, “Italian-American”, “Tuvaluvian-American” or even the much-heralded “Seychellesian-American”. I am at a loss as to why people find it necessary to differentiate themselves from the rest of the populace. You obviously came to this country for a reason, and I truly do not care what that reason may be. Whether it was to make a better life for yourself, to find a better paying job, to escape persecution, to join a “Furry” club, escape being a drug mule, or even to start your own erotic bakery shop. It doesn’t matter; the point is that you came here, hopefully legally, to be an “American”, to enjoy all the freedoms and opportunities that this country offers. Mmmmmmm freedom… American chocolaty goodness.
If you want to hold onto your heritage, and really you should, please do so within the confines of your home, your lean-to, your bomb shelter, hell even at the local crack house if that’s where you live. The bottom line is you are an “American” first and foremost. The wide array of different heritages and backgrounds coming together as one is what makes us a great country, NOT trying to separate ourselves into small bands of people from whence we came.
It isn’t discrimination to expect those who come here to understand our language, to learn our laws, and to behave in a manner that is commiserate with the moral turpitude of the country at large. I’m NOT saying you have to change your religion, you shouldn’t, nor do you have to wear a bedazzled American flag on the back of your Members Only jacket, and you sure as hell don’t have to give up your native language. But please do not expect this country to accommodate you with a plethora of alternate language interpretations on our street signs, DMV tests, loan documents, 31 flavors blackboard, Waffle-House menu, or at the Quick-E-Mart.
Our national language is English (sort of), our national symbol is the bald eagle, and our most popular past time is drinking. Look, we may be obese, we may be arrogant, we may in fact have horrible health care, but the fact remains that this is simply the best country in the world. Be proud of it, and be proud of being an AMERICAN!