Let me make one thing perfectly clear…

I’m a stone communist, on my best days. When I’m feeling idealistic I’m an anarchist, and when I’m feeling practical I’m a socialist. I’m a liberal when I’m depressed.

Recently, I started a series on my experiences in Paris while on vacation, and how this relates to living in San Francisco. If you’ve been paying attention, I’m NOT blogging anything about the current political mess in this country. That’s because US politics amounts to a steaming pile of dog shit, whether I’m feeling like a communist, anarchist, socialist, or liberal. I don’t want to spoil your appetite with a jpeg of that now, do I? You want my full-on commie pinko analysis of the current state of politics, in America or the world? I will occasionally break for a semi-relevant political post on this blog, but the really juicy stuff can be found on my other blog at “What’s Left?”

The American Experience

The joke goes that California is like a bowl of granola. What’s not fruits or nuts is flakes. Well, these United States of America was once described as a melting pot. Not only are immigrants nowadays shunning assimilation, but the idea of the American melting pot was always something of a myth. Various commentators are fond of now calling the American experience a salad bowl. Here are some maps to convey the notion that this country is a vast patchwork of races and ethnicities that are a long way from blending together into some homogeneous whole, if that was a possibility at all.