My family is multiracial. We are people. Human beings of color - all. I have described myself in different threads here on the Vine. My father's family was mostly caucasian with some Canuck, Mom's family had a significant amount of Native American, 1/4 and I married a Nez Perce with 7/8 blood quantum. My daughters are/were over half Native. One daughter died of SIDS at 5 1/2 mos. and the other daughter married a good Black man from Georgia whom she met while working in Seattle. They have two of the MOST beautiful boys on this earth. I am a mutant, born on Leap Year, red-headed (only one in the family), glowingly white, left handed (only one), with huge rabbit teeth. The entire rest of the family have olive skin and dark, dark hair. I did get their brown eyes. Why am I telling you all this? I guess I want you all to know I feel pretty comfortable wherever I go no matter what race happens to be the majority. In fact, until it's pointed out to me, I usually don't notice, unless another language is involved and that MIGHT draw my attention to that fact.
My daughter called my tonight from Italy. They've had these tickets for three years. They scored them at a charity auction but haven't been able to use them because of family deaths. Finally, this year they had to go or the tickets would expire. Taking their 10 and 12 year old boys, they flew out last week to Florence. These 7 days later, the phone rings and it's them. Her voice sounded so good. I asked her how she was enjoying the trip.
She said, "Mom, it's one of the most beautiful places in the world and one of the rudest places in the world."
I was quite surprised. My daughter is one of the more positive people I know! Quite the opposite of me, she sees the best in everybody and everything. Mack, her husband is the very same way. In fact, they've rubbed off on me that way, tho I've a long way to go. Yet, they have been met by rude gestures, rude stares and comments almost every step of the way while in that country. People have even been outright nasty to the boys. So, I started Googling xenophobia in Italy and there is information galore. I haven't read it all yet, but I intend to put a dent in it. That is one country I always wished to visit. Italians are dark of skin. What's up with that? They have experienced racial bias. For my family to spend their hard earned money to go so far, to treat them with kindness, which they surely will, and to return home with the best memories they can muster forth because that's what they do, and have a country maintain such an attitude is beyond my comprehension.
My daughter, Zoe (my joy) said, "I think maybe part of it is that we are strangers and we are from America and they don't like Americans, but that's only part of it. As long as I'm by myself in a store or a shop I am treated well, but once my handsome, nappy-headed boys run up to me the shopkeepers look me in the eyes and shake their heads like 'how could you?'"
Those who are angry at their government for their attitude towards immigration hate us for visiting there: https://sites.google.com/site/anarchyinitaly/italian-anarchist-flyers/appeal-to-tourists
One of their hand-outs on Italian Business cultures excuses xenophobia this way: Recently, however, Italian society has been facing racial issues precipitated by the growth of large immigrant communities, some illegal, from nearby areas in the Balkans (Albania, etc.) and north African countries as well as from Oriental countries (Chinese, Indian, Philippine communities are growing in many large Italian cities). Business Culture in Italy
Maybe I am naive, but I expected better from a European country that is exposed to so much more than we are here. Go ahead, everybody, sock-it-to-me!