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Tom Lane's avatar

One of the most ignorant articles written with 0 anthological facts.

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Melanie Ess's avatar

I love the loving clarity of your posts. There is no shame in reclaiming our humanity. If I may share — I am 63 and “shedding.” My mother was first-gen American with parents from a tiny village on the plains beneath Mt. Etna in Sicily. They raised me for part of my childhood. I needed to go to Sicily and this summer, I did. Setting foot in a tiny place where everyone knows everyone else, where a stranger invited me into her home for lunch because I was lost in winding streets, where I touched the stone house in which my beloved Nonno was born — all was a pilgrimage I needed to make. In Mineo, Sicily I understood what my forebears traded for life here, particularly in the vacuous chain-link, two-car garage wasteland of the suburbs. I understood it in my bones, like my center of gravity was righted by being there. My chaotic childhood, my sense of lost young adulthood, my resistance to social climbing even as it was beaten into me, all made sense. Paesani from a tiny ancient place thrust into a society that gobbled them - their labor, culture, bodies, souls, language, and customs. I’ve been grieving since I returned. But I also have a little corner where I light a candle and honor them, the songs and poetry and first language I heard as a newborn. My grandfather was deemed enemy alien in WW II and never spoke of it. My grandmother worked in a sweatshop. I want my life to honor them.

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