June 2010
June 16th, 2010
Written by Sticky Wicket in "Sticky Wicket" Questions with 0 Comments
Dear Sticky Wicket,I am dating an Italian man. Is it true that men from this culture are patriarchal and why is this so? Is this less pronounced in men who were raised in America? I saw a story on "60 Minutes" that said men born and raised in Italy are so old-fashioned, Italian women don't want to marry them. ~Cautious In New YorkDear Cautious,Rosanna Imbriano, the director of the Center for...
June 15th, 2010
Written by Rita Rizzo in Our Daily Walk with 1 Comment
If you are a person of a certain age, you may remember a time when foster and adopted children were placed in homes of the same ethnic or racial distinction as the child. It was rare to see a family of color providing refuge to a Caucasian child, or vice versa. In 1994, that all changed.
With the passage of the federal Multi-ethnic Placement Act (MEPA), it became illegal for child welfare...
June 14th, 2010
Written by Janice S. Ellis... in Publisher's Note with 0 Comments
Our perceptions, beliefs, and the resulting actions not only have serious consequences during our lifetime, but also on generations long after we have gone.
Two seemingly unrelated studies, released during the last month, report findings and results that are both chilling and dismaying. The focus of one was about the current state of white and African-American adults. The focus of the other was...
June 9th, 2010
Written by Aricka Flowers in Stereotypes & Labels with 0 Comments
Originally derived from “Diego” which the Spanish used to describe sailors in the 18th and 19th centuries, Dago, as used today is a derogatory remark for Italians.“The dago works for small pay and lives far more like a savage or a wild beast than the Chinese. Italy has millions to spare and they are coming,” an 1892 quote from Eugene Debs, founder of the Socialist Party of America.While the...
June 8th, 2010
Written by Kari Cobham in The Welcoming Table with 0 Comments
“What I want to know,” he says, “is how you stay so skinny with all this good food at your fingertips?”
“A fast metabolism,” I reply.
Less than 30 minutes have passed since my friend and culinary adventurer, Justin Yurkanin, showed up on this weekday evening with a cool bottle of wine, a distinct air of nervous readiness, and a keen ear for the reggae and soca I’d purposely put on rotation.
My...