Finneran: My Cultural Appropriations

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Finneran: My Cultural Appropriations

Tom Finneran
It’s hard to keep up with the various idiocies of our age.

I suppose a vivid imagination helps the multitude of fools who see America as a cauldron of bigotry and hate. That, and an unearned but very vocal righteousness seems to be the fuel of the fools.

Take the charge of “cultural appropriation”, wielded as an accusation and a demand that certain races and ethnicities stop ripping off “identities” associated with other races and ethnicities. That such accusations and demands come from the same crowd that conveniently embraces diversity when it suits their purposes puts the entire matter of “cultural appropriation” into bizarro land. Silly ol’ me—all along I thought that listening to and learning from neighbors, colleagues, and acquaintances of other regions and races was the gold standard of social harmony. If imitation is the highest form of flattery, then my many instances of “cultural appropriation” are tributes to the various manners and customs of those races and ethnicities. Am I not allowed to borrow what I see? What I enjoy? What I admire?

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The best short answer of course is to tell one’s accusers to drop dead. Those two words are a poetic salute to America’s precious freedoms as well as an embrace of the glories of America’s melting pot.

Here then are two of my many cultural appropriations, happily admitted and proudly practiced on an almost daily basis: 

ITALIAN FOOD: I choose it as often as possible. If I was restricted to my own culture--Irish—I’d probably die of starvation. PBS can certainly try to dress up Irish cuisine by way of fresh fish and a host with an Irish brogue. But let’s be honest here, nothing compares to the wonders of Italian food. When was the last time you saw an Irish restaurant? When was the last time your spouse said “let’s go Irish tonight”? On the other hand, Italian restaurants abound, and they flourish all over the world. Watch Nick Stellino or Lidia Bastianich on PBS and you’ll fall in love with their flair and their passion for great food. Nor can the Italians be matched for planning the next meal while still eating the current masterpiece. The Italians are in a league of their own.

SOUL FOOD: I miss Mrs. Jones’ Soul Food Restaurant in Dorchester. George and Cheryl were great cooks and wonderful hosts. And they introduced me to the wonders of chicken, catfish, cornbread, greens, black-eyed peas, and other delights. Delicious. 

Over time, Cheryl’s health waned and the restaurant business proved particularly exhausting. She needed George’s attention and care and the restaurant eventually closed its doors. Before closing however, it was a hotbed of cultural appropriation! Sure it had plenty of black patrons, including a couple of New England Patriots. But it had more even more white patrons, people who loved George and Cheryl and the magic they performed in the kitchen. All those white folks were not going to be denied their pleasures. Such are the sins of the appropriators.

The latest rage of the thought and culture police is hoop earrings. I kid you not. Should a white girl wear hoop earrings (or certain lipstick or eyeliner), she is charged with “stealing” from a unique culture, a grave offense in today’s deranged America. Beyond the sheer silliness of claiming clothes and certain fashions as belonging exclusively to a single race or ethnicity, the adult in me asks the questions---Don’t you have anything more important to do? Is there some academic deficiency you might want to address? Do your parents know that you have way too much time on your hands? Do you know why people with functional brains and serious responsibilities don’t take you seriously? 

I’m just asking---before I go out to appropriate some more of America’s blessings.

Tom Finneran is the former Speaker of the Massachusetts House of Representatives, served as the head the Massachusetts Biotechnology Council, and was a longstanding radio voice in Boston radio.
 


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