A feature in National Geographic‘s October 125th anniversary issue looks at the changing face of America in an article by Lise Funderburg, with portraits of multiracial families by Martin Schoeller, that celebrates the beauty of multiracial diversity and shows the limitations around our current categories when talking about race. In many ways race is about difference and how those differences are codified through language, categories, boxes, segmentation, and even the implicit sorting that goes on in our heads in terms of the way we label others and even ourselves. Appearance and identity are most certainly linked when it comes to racial categories, but there is another important ingredient in that stew: Experience. For three years now I have been collecting stories about race and cultural identity on the Race Card Project, and it has provided a window into society like no other I’ve ever experienced in more than three decades of working as a journalist. More amazing is how the exercise, over time, has opened a window for people to share much more than just their six words about who they are and what they are feeling. The Pew study found that among newlyweds in 2010, 36 percent of Asian women married outside their race, compared with 17 percent of Asian men. The six-word tales that have poured into the Race Card Project create a portal that allows us to dive beyond the surface into the deeply nuanced issues of racial ambiguity and cultural identity.
There are also those who don various identities based on convenience, advantage, or comfort. Blue-eyed teenagers who grow outsize afros to win easy (or at least easier) acceptance on the basketball court. Asians with Irish last names who delight at seeing the faces of potential employers when they show up for job interviews.
I’ve been in journalism long enough to know that people who are exceedingly happy with their lot in life are less likely to share their stories if given the chance. I think of the six words submitted by Phyllis Kedl, of Minneapolis, who could not be more proud of her multiethnic brood that includes fourteen grandkids, only five of whom are ethnically related to Phyllis and her husband. If you don’t know what I am talking about, think about the phrase “post-racial,” with its suggestion that we could take some kind of express elevator up to the top floor where the view was great, the air was clear, and no one would make you feel icky or uncomfortable.
In any case, Ali Berlinski says she uses prickly humor to talk about her eclectic upbringing. Navigating cultures is something that National Geographic and the Race Card Project have in common, and we want to include you in our journey to better understand the changing face of America. Michele Norris is a host and special correspondent for NPR and the curator of the Race Card Project.
What I don’t understand is how someone can cry over what box to tick about their race, get over yourself.
I alwas thought for the longest time that I was purely black, as I knew superficially that both my mom and dad were black. I am glade that the census show that blacks are still marrying blacks but interacial marriages is on the rise .Men care less than women when it come to the race mixing it is rising with females to. As much as I like this piece, and I really do think that it along with The Race Card Project really hit the nail on its head when discussing how nuanced race is, I wish there was more emphasis on ethnic identification and how that in itself is a manifestation of race. I’ve been considered Rwandan (I am currently in Rwandan), Burundian (because I speak French), Congolese (again because I speak French), Ugandan (because I speak English in a non-Anglophone country), Kenyan, even French Guyanese (because I was black), Surinamese (because I spoke English and was black), Guyaneses (because I was a black anglophone), Brazilian, and last but not least Trinidadian. Like I said, I bring this up just to illustrate that it is not only people who are visibily racially ambiguous who feel the identity struggle. I am white meaning Scottish, Irish, German, American Indian…and other things I am sure.
Yet, people tend to think I’m Persian, or Lebanese, or Syrian, Middle Eastern in general. Here in the US people are like i am irish, i am cuban, i am jewish, i am strong black woman, i am puerto rican, i am white. Race; each of the major divisions of mankind, each having distinct physical characteristics. I hate it when people say mixed is better, when you’re more likely to be fetishized and pushed away by your own culture(s), not to mention you experience racism from more than one race in different ways. A great man, but we should never forget his descendants, one of whom was a successful businessman and did well during the US Civil War – Colonel John Wayles Jefferson. My mother was an award winning Siberian husky, and my father was a flea bitten Labrador mix, I was adopted from a pound to a family who adores my mixes heritage.
My paternal grandmother was said to have really dark parents, both of whom were part Jewish and part African. The New York Times had an article some years back about doctors treating patients and subscribing medication based on race. My nine yrs old son is mix of Turkish ( Georgian, Russian, Turkish) and Italian (Jewish, Portugese, Italian) he has light skin but not fair and getting tanned very easy, has high cheek bones and slightly slant eyes but looks like a one line when he smiles :)) also tall for his age.
I have brown skin, type 4 hair, and was born in America so automatically people will call me African-American though I in no way identify with or hold the same cultural values from any group of people belonging to one of the countries in Africa.
It's something I feel like I have no control over that continues to buzz aimlessly around the internet. And while I'm glad this blog is getting attention, I want to prevent things like this from happening in the future. Then there was that time that I was in Dallas Child magazine and I modeled for Limited Too a whopping 2 times. I was on TV once, I was in middle school, my friend and I went on an early morning (5:00 am) sing-a-long show. For someone who likes to claim she lives a very fun, carefree life, I get upset about the smallest of things. Here's the problem with opinions: when you let them break you down or get to the point where you're attacking others, it can really bother you. My situation was extremely unique, but even so, he doesn't know me, yet he assumes I'm dumb. How ridiculous is it that people will actually believe EVERYTHING they see on the internet?
You might remember this picture from THIS POST when the guy at the hair salon dyed my hair way too dark and I was so upset I took a selfie mid cry.
What I find interesting today is that with so much information out there, we simply take what suits us and toss out anything that doesn't. You've given up on French braids, as your arms get sore by the time you're finally finished.


When you take photos with your friends, your hair is often out of the frame of the picture.
Without layers, your hair won't have that magical, youthful quality that stylists call "movement." Long layers remove weight from the bottom half of your hair so your style can swing and bounce.
There is no room for that on those official census forms, but when a person picks up a writing instrument to choose which box they check, experience most certainly helps guide their hand. Mary’s City, Maryland, wrestled for years with what box to check when confronted with official forms. The submissions that arrive via snail mail, the Internet, and Twitter are often accompanied by comments, essays, pictures, and artwork. Pew also found that 26 percent of Hispanics married outside their race, compared with 9 percent of whites and 17 percent of blacks.
Identity is not always a concrete concept but rather something that is situational, or shifting, based on time, place, growth, or circumstance. Erica Shindler Fuller Briggs of North Charleston, South Carolina, is asked the question “What are you?” so often she has started charging people for the answer. In either case she has made her point, prompting those who seek information about her identity to ask themselves a question: Why is it important? Those who have something to get off their chest are more likely to sidle up to the keyboard. In matters of romance, I have also repeatedly heard the phrase that “the heart perhaps is the last frontier,” with the idea that a rainbow generation would lead us to a promised land where race was at least less prickly than it’s been in the past.
We want to see and hear how you identify yourself in terms of culture, race, or even region. Please read the book Working Toward Whiteness – How America’s Immigrants Became White – The Strange Journey from Ellis Island to the Suburbs by David R. Check out the human genome project and genetic research which have scientifically proven that races do not exist. Also, remember “whiteness,” like “race,” is a human invention created and perpetuated by society.
I want to live and associate with my own tribe and have my children and grandchildren look like me as well as have them be self-sufficient, hard-working individuals that grow up with values and a sense of tradition. Homo sapien is one species (out of other homo groups now extinct) with varying geographical adaptations and even more cultural (group rules) variations.
Despite that, I have more of the filipino features (I can get as tan as my mother, but if I don’t tan im very white, while my sister stays a pretty light shade even if she does tan) And also I have an asian nose.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, our outward physical appearance provides neither a benefit nor disadvantage in nature. European Jews, Ashkenazi, are first and foremost European or white, so mixing that title in with nationalities and ethnicities is incorrect! Notice how out of all the things I mentioned, no one ever seemed to consider the fact that I could possibly be American.
I wrestle with that every day of my life although I consider myself black, but my mixed heritage places me all over our global map. Also, some doctors also zoom in on certain afflictions that might affect black people ,but in the process miss the proper diagnosis. Last night I was on Fox news talking about the viral meme and the importance of our pictures on the internet. There are 156 million public blogs, and millions more individuals are on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc. While I'm very nervous about being on TV and talking about this viral meme (which I admit, has gotten more attention than I anticipated!), this isn't my first time on TV or in the newspaper. Or if you live in the Dallas area it will be on Fox News, channel 4 at 9:30pm (central time).
It's not rational and deep down I know it's probably not true, but I still think about it. He constantly comes up with sketches on his show that aren't entirely true, they go viral, and then on his show he basically yells "gotcha!".
Several of the comments on the fake political poster using my face, criticized "young people who just think they have it so tough. She needs a bone marrow transplant but a shortage of African-American and multiracial donors has kept her waiting for two years, because matches rely on shared ancestry. But to understand race—and more specifically racial ambiguity—it helps to understand those whose lives are defined by it.
And of the more than 30,000 submissions I have archived, a large percentage, in some way, touch upon multiracial experiences—most specifically marriage, parenting, and the questions of identity for the resulting offspring.
At age 42, she’s developed a hard edge around the constant questioning of her identity over time, and for understandable reasons.
Our diversity is the marvel of the world and represents one of our greatest strengths as a nation. But for a subject as historically and emotionally fraught as this, I am honored that anyone chooses to share their story and that the Race Card Project has become a forum where people can emote but also absorb a bit of life as lived by someone else. But I have seen enough other stories come through the site to know that grandchildren have also had a way of melting away generational bias, or even fear of the unknown, and replacing it with love and pride and fierce protectiveness. So my sister usually just goes under the term white, but I usually have to say I’m mixed? The real issue with humans and their prejudices stems from ethnicity – the social traits that bind groups together.
America is a country made of immigrants from all over the world, and everyone just wants to know where they fit in! I love it when people ask me where my family comes from and I go listing off everything I’ve ever learned of my family heritage.
Afterall, "My Face is A Viral Meme" is now one of the most popular posts on my blog, isn't that great?! Well, maybe you need to get some new friends if they are going to spell "conspiracy" to "consiracy" yep, no P. It's really hard to look at yourself on camera and not wish you did 100 different things differently.


We know people are tired of hearing us complain, but having locks for days isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Consider side-swept bangs if you want to make your face look a bit rounder and your cheekbones stronger, says New York City hairstylist Eva Scrivo, author of Eva Scrivo on Beauty: The Tools, Techniques, and Insider Knowledge Every Woman Needs to Be Her Most Beautiful, Confident Self. To put that in context, one of out of every seven new marriages is among people of different racial backgrounds. But the six-word stories present a broad mosaic that informs us in these times and will serve as an amazing archive in the future as we try to understand the years when America was steaming toward a majority-minority status. Nina Boyd Krebs, whose book of the same title explores how people form diffuse cultural boundaries in the new Global Frontier.
At one point, a shoe store manager assumed she was Hispanic and fussed at her for not knowing her own language. It heralds progress but not without pain for those who live on the knife-edge of multiple cultures. To insist otherwise is to dismiss the observations, views, and experiences of the thousands of people who have shared their stories with me.
Differences in these [abstract] concepts can manifest as a simple slur all the way to genocide.
What I don’t understand is why people keep referring to me and my children as looking Asian because my eyes are slightly almond shape. Jewish tribes of Asher and Levi, Russian Jew, Hungarian, Romanian, French, English, Scottish, Irish, Welsh, Norwegian, Choctaw, Cherokee and Iroquois.
Us South Africans, should be a united country but still today you get a young generation that judges you because of your race.
Last night I looked at the share count and it was over 5,000, when I looked this morning it was over 9,000 (update, well over 9,000 times now). I just knew if I screwed up I'd not only let myself down, but I'd have even more scrutiny to deal with online. When the "right wing conservative meme" was discovered I commented on the picture, and the response from one guy in particular was both rude and sexist. It seems that as a society, we're blasting out information without too much concern as to whether it's wrong, right or even misspelled.
At the end of our showers there is always enough hair in the drain to create another human, ponytails are always too tight or too loose and hair ties are constantly too stretched out to wear around our wrists. His last name speaks of his heritage but it is hard to easily slot him into a single category based on his outward appearance. That will become evident if you spend any time scrolling through the stories that my project, the Race Card, has received. Do you have siblings who identify themselves in different ways, even though your biracial background is the same? People will find ANY characteristic to divide – when what we should be doing is uniting as the human race that we are all a part of.
Combine those with his first wife, my grandmother, and then add more English and Scottish to it with some German and you get me.
The basic premise was that my photo was taken from the blog, text was added about anti Obama care, and then it was shared. We do have some rights to our images and I think getting a story out there like mine is important. When he had to fill out those forms, sometimes he would check multiple boxes and let someone else figure out how to handle the confusion. He grew up around kids of all races, and I had friends of different races, but it wasn’t a deliberate thing.
When I was in Greece they thought I was Greek, when in Hawaii they thought Hawaiian, in Mexico they think I’m Mexican. As Anglo-Saxons migrated from the German Angles and Saxon tribes west to the British Isles. Everyone is made up of the various people their families have married and produced children with over the entire history of this planet. But instead of me staring at the computer screen and crying over it, I really started to laugh.
Most of the emails were from people I didn't know, and all focused on the same topic: Did you know you're a meme? Who cares if the sobbing girl in the picture is actually upset over a botched hair job, and not crying over "big bad" Obama's Affordable Care Act?
I did learn one thing the stats show even though white men do not marry black a lot but when they do it last the most than any other race they never talk about that race mix ,that when they do it last not so much with black men and white women are divorcing the most Asainsbmix race couples divorce a lot check the stats I did . I have light tan skin (that can get really dark in the summer)long brown hair, brown almond shaped eyes with a slender muscular build. But when it twists the truth just to confuse and misinform, it makes you realize that much of what is out there isn't true.
And unlike my six siblings (Maria, Jude, David, Michelle, and Elizabeth), I have the only identifiably Nigerian name (Oluseyi Segun), which has baffled many, even Americans, when I say that I am American. The guy replied with "(Name) was probably sexually abused by her father." It's just ridiculous and filthy. I love it because every race is beautiful and I wouldn’t change my melting pot blood for nothing.
What's more disturbing is when your face or name is associated with something you don't believe in, and there's really not a whole lot you can do about it. When the census forms changed, allowing individuals to choose more than one category, David Kung tore into the envelope, checked multiple boxes, and then sat down and cried.




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