Borders blur, cultures intertwine, so it should be no surprise to see signs of internationalism even in Northwest Ohio. I can remember a time when I would travel to smaller towns and the local stores would be behind the times as far as carrying the latest in retail goods, be it music, clothes, or whatever. That unstoppable monster, Wal-Mart, changed that uniqueness for good.
In the same vein, the advent of the Internet broke down awareness barriers and infused an “anything anywhere” attitude and availability. Yes, America has always been a land of mongrels, of mixed-heritage citizens upon which our country was initially founded. This isn’t news, but I have been noticing a growing pride in celebrating ethic heritage and in connecting here to there, regardless of where “here” is. I happened along this t-shirt in a local store daring to put little Findlay, Ohio, along side a few great cities of Europe, as though there was come reason for this proud connection. I can attest that I’ve seen none in my eight months living up here, but I suppose if you’re a local you can connect your home town easily to anywhere you wish.
Even the proud Fitzgerald Law Firm, LLC practices a little racial profiling now and then, although obviously it’s more a little Irish humor than anything else (on the opposite side of the storefront window they have a lovely shamrock painted). In this town, as is typically with most medium-sized cities in America, most ethnic food restaurants are represented at least once: Mexican, Italian, Korean, Japanese, Thai, Texan (uh…okay), etc. Unfortunately Indian, one of my favorites, is not on the list, but is a quick 45-minute drive up in Toledo. And if you’ve been following the news on our struggles with what to do with the immigration issues and illegal workers, it’s clear that America is a sum of its parts, the boiling pot it always has been. I see a lot of positive things in acknowledging and celebrating cultures of all types; I just hope we eventually learn to live together a little better.