What Happened to The Melting Pot?
I'm a blue girl living in a red state and I'm very confused. Apparently, I am not the only one in this predicament. Nance is wallowing in the same morass, and has offered to guide the winner of her "more names for shades of red" contest through the parts of South Carolina which delight her. I've always been a fan of re-labeling, but I don't think she's going far enough. I think we need a whole new paradigm. I walk the aisles of supermarkets surrounded by people who are all shades of brown. Some find their color through tanning booths ( our newest addiction - I am having fun considering the treatments..... sunburns? long trips to Chicago in the winter?) but most seem to have been born that way. I am hard pressed to determine ethnic origins as I pass them near the frozen foods; we're all shivering in our tank tops as we retrieve Popsicles and peas and pizzas. Goose bumps are goose bumps no matter how colorful your skin might be. We have a lar...