At some point relatively late in my schooling—senior year of high school or early on in undergrad, I can’t remember exactly when—a dour-faced young woman informed me that “the melting pot” was an outdated concept. The phrase that for time immemorial had proudly been used to describe America’s ability to assimilate broad swathes of the world’s people—taking on their best characteristics and cultural products while discarding the elements better suited for their less-free, less-prosperous homeland—was offensive. America is not be a melting pot. No no.
America is a salad.Read More