William Ronald
Explorer
Sad to say, Barendd, a lot of problems are still with us.
Generally, many Americans (who like myself, identify themselves as Americans in nationality) will mention the ethnicity of their ancestors if asked. Maybe this is because the majority of the people in the U.S. are the descendants of immigrants and people try to hold on to some part of their family's past. Certainly, many different families have their own cultural traditions or tastes while still participating in the broader American culture. (Of course, someone will try to make money off of this, hence bars that purport to be Irish in America.)
I have friends whose families have been in what is now the U.S. for generations who still have people look at them askance.
(By contrast, my grandparents immigrated to the U.S.
in the early 20th Century. My father was the only one in his immediate family who was not born in Scotland.)
Getting back to jokes, here is another one that my father told me. (He said it happened, but I take it with a grain of salt):
A man was tending bar late at night when a drunken man walks in the front door and says "I want a drink."
The bartender says "Go home. You're drunk."
A few minutes later, a side door opens and the same man walks in the bar. The bartender says, "I told you to go home. You're drunk."
A little later, another side door opens and the drunken man walks in. "I want to know one thing," he says to the bartender.
"What?"
"Is there any place in this neighborhood where you are not tending bar?"
Generally, many Americans (who like myself, identify themselves as Americans in nationality) will mention the ethnicity of their ancestors if asked. Maybe this is because the majority of the people in the U.S. are the descendants of immigrants and people try to hold on to some part of their family's past. Certainly, many different families have their own cultural traditions or tastes while still participating in the broader American culture. (Of course, someone will try to make money off of this, hence bars that purport to be Irish in America.)
I have friends whose families have been in what is now the U.S. for generations who still have people look at them askance.
(By contrast, my grandparents immigrated to the U.S.
in the early 20th Century. My father was the only one in his immediate family who was not born in Scotland.)
Getting back to jokes, here is another one that my father told me. (He said it happened, but I take it with a grain of salt):
A man was tending bar late at night when a drunken man walks in the front door and says "I want a drink."
The bartender says "Go home. You're drunk."
A few minutes later, a side door opens and the same man walks in the bar. The bartender says, "I told you to go home. You're drunk."
A little later, another side door opens and the drunken man walks in. "I want to know one thing," he says to the bartender.
"What?"
"Is there any place in this neighborhood where you are not tending bar?"
. Not at all. I have absolutely no liking of sheep (except to eat.... as in swallow.... ummm.... )
