One of the saddest things about Political Correctness is that we lost the ability to laugh at ourselves, including our racial stereotypes. One of my old diving partners was black, and he and I could tease each other. No, “N-word” wasn’t part of it, but things like him saying CP Time, etc. were ok and also white stereotypes were fair game.
I keep waiting for some of my less restrained speech to get me labeled as a racist. When it does, I get to recite the following & challenge ANYONE to match it:
My brother and I were the Catholic Irish-Polacks in an area that was WASP German, Catholic Irish – Polish – Italian or Black with mixing frowned on, until the grandparents moved to “Whitesboro”, a half mile up the road from “Black Mans Corner” (I Swear its true!). I went back a couple years ago and saw for myself.
My half-brothers and half-sister were true Arab-Jews AND true African Americans; both being born in Casa Blanca when my natural dad remarried to a Moroccan. I asked their mother Sarah (father’s second wife) when I saw her during AppraiserFest while we were in Texas if she really was Arab and a Jew. She said yes. Technically it’s Maghreb or something like that. Anyway, being North African born to a mother raised there makes them real African-Americans.
Natural dad’s third wife was Korean. Daughters (my sisters) are Irish-Asian-American descent. Surviving sister is closest to half brother noted above, who is also gay.
I love them all. We’ve had too much racism in our own family from my paternal grandmother for me to continue it; but I’d sure like to be able to make jokes about it in public!
Which brings us to my paternal grandfather (“Pa”). 50% Cherokee (we think). His daughter always denied it, until I saw the birth certificate AND we tracked my own DNA. DNA just says we all have, including yours truly, an extra 12.5% Eastern Asian (Siberia/Mongolia?) = right percentage to be Amer-Indian given the backstory. Pa’s son (my natural dad) must have gotten the name Maria for his Korean daughters from Pa’s mom. Not sure where Juanita came from.
All we know from birth certificate was his mother’s name was Maria (no last name) which was common in that area at the time when 1/2 white kids were born to Indian mothers. They listed Indian mothers’ Christian first names only. Main tribe in area was Cherokee, but we are assuming. If you are following it makes my deceased brother an Irish-Polack, Catholic converted to Jehovah’s Witness Amer-Indian.
My other brothers are ‘North African Arab-Jew Amer-Indians, with one gay.
My surviving sister Juanita, Korean-American-Irish-Indian, and myself, “Irish-Polack Catholic Amer-Indian with a touch of India-Indian (4%) & 4% SOUTHERN India separate from the first 4% and I can’t remember all the rest but it basically means “Irish-Polack with no Spanish, French, Italian or German”.
The point is how can my family tree be anything OTHER than comedic? If not for all the Political Correctness speech prohibitions, I could earn a living as a comedian off my family tree stereotypes alone!
OK, not sure how you got me going down this particular path today, but I KNOW there are a bunch of jokes buried in the above post!