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Be-Mag's What It Means To Be American And Un-American

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“I don’t usually see myself as a person of color.  My parents are from the Philippines and El Salvador, but I am American.  I was raised to be an American.  According to my father, my first and middle name (Jonathan Michael) were given to me so as blend in without a second thought. While I hold on to traditions engrained early on from my mother’s Latin American upbringing, I struggle to maintain a conversation in Spanish.  I know very little about being Filipino besides the foods my father brought home once a week to remind himself of his childhood.  I am the son of two government employees, born and raised in the multicultural city of Los Angeles.  I have no connection to foreign soils.  I feel no allegiances to ancestries not part of my daily life.  I was educated to be an American, under an American system, under American rules.  Fairness and equality for all were the doctrines drilled in.  If I just abided by the laws of the land and work hard, I could succeed.  The American dream is a flag flown without color-bias just as Lady Justice is blind.  Impartiality is built into the system that can do no wrong.

Then, why do I feel so un-American the older I get?” - Jonathan Labez for be-mag.com