On being black and American abroad
I know that when Americans travel abroad that we lose the hyphen and become the sum total of the expectations that “foreigners” have of what Americans are like. Then depending on the country (and time of day) the question of the gradations of one’s Americanhood come into play…race, region, which generation, command of other languages, liberal, conservative, etc.. So my query now in this post 9-11 post Obama election period is what and who am I representing when I step off that plane/boat? I really can’t say that I know but find myself enjoying the ambiguousness [sic] of the moment.
From Upchuck Understanding and the Upcoming Uber Underground Undertaking by Boston Fielder, founder of the Urbalt festival.