[/caption]There is a creeping, ominous balkanization in America taking place, and I am afraid we are heading the way of the Balkans.
The immigrants of the past tried their best to assimilate into the existing culture, but today, in most quarters, this is frowned upon, and is replaced with some perverted belief in placing ones ethnic group customs above the established American way.
We have seen some who have come here insisting on flying their flag above that of Old Glory; we have seen some immigrants insist that they speak their native language in schools, or have all those who opeate the social infrastructures, which are in place to assist the public, speak a spate of languages.
One dares not bring up the fact that this travesty of insisting that the immigrants dictate to the host country would not be tolerated in the countries whence they came. Pick up your telephone, or if you frequent a bank machine, you will see and hear what I am speaking about.
You might say that it makes good business sense to cater to all ethnic groups, but respect for the institutions immigrants set in place when they came here should take precedence.
The tail is wagging the dog, and in major enclaves the immigrant is dictating and changing the established way of life.
I am not saying that we are close to the situation we had in the Balkans, with the internecine blood letting among the various ethnic groups. But listen to our discourse and you’ll realize that we are getting there.
No one is saying that you must lose your ethnicity completely; as a matter of fact, America welcomes your keeping many aspects of your ethnic heritage, provided that it causes no cancerous effects. We cater to many ethnic groups, and are sensitive - it is why we have so many ethnic parades right here in New York.
On the opposite spectrum, take a look at what is happening in England; see what is happening in Minnesota; and remember the images we saw during the heat of the debate on the Arizona immigration law.
I once saw in New York City, during the Christmas season, in the public square supposedly the representations of the season: there was a Crescent Moon and a Menorah, but the baby Jesus was excluded.
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