By BRENT STAPLES
African-Americans and white Americans are so deeply entangled by blood that racial categories have become meaningless. When discussing the issue in public, I typically offer my own family as an example. We check "black" on the census and appear black to the naked eye, but we are also descended from white ancestors on both sides. Despite appearances, I told an audience not long ago, "I am as `white' as anyone in this room."
White people — mainly blank-faced and perplexed — typically don't get it. But black people get it fine: they chuckle, cover their faces in mock embarrassment or nod in quiet agreement. Racial ambiguity is a theme they have heard discussed in their families and communities throughout their lives.
Black families have always talked openly about white ancestors and relatives. In hotbeds of race-mixing like New Orleans or Charleston, S.C., black and white branches of a family sometimes lived so close at hand that they ran into one another on the street, and black children were warned that their pale relatives could react violently if approached. Black parents who passed on news of white ancestry to their offspring were not trying to arrange family reunions. They were debunking racism by showing their children that black families and white families were more closely connected by ancestry than racists liked to admit.
White families, by contrast, were terrified by blackness in the family tree. Relationships that could not simply be ignored were deliberately buried. The cover-up hatched 200 years ago by Thomas Jefferson's family was blown away a few years back after genetic evidence showed that Jefferson almost certainly fathered Sally Hemings's final son, Eston, born in 1808. This led historians to conclude that Jefferson fathered all of her children in a relationship that lasted more than 35 years. <SNIP>
The point was underscored dramatically when the family of Strom Thurmond, the former United States senator, dropped decades of denials and acknowledged that Mr. Thurmond, who died last summer at the age of 100, had fathered a daughter with a black maid in the family household in 1925. <SNIP> Like most stories of its kind, this one would have died out long ago had it not been carried for nearly a century on the tongues of black South Carolinians, who recognized the story of Strom Thurmond and Essie Mae Washington-Williams's mother as a universal story of black families across the state. <SNIP> Like the Jefferson story, this one seems more sensational because of who Strom Thurmond was. In truth, it is the story of the entire American South — and the great secret of race that until just recently dared not speak its name.
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http://www.nytimes.com/2003/12/18/opinion/18THU4.htmlAnd it's not just the South. If you take historical "Black" and Native American birthrates over time, correct for infant mortality & etc, you find there should be about twice as many people of color in America as there are today. Where are the missing Blacks & Native Americans? They were light-skinned enough to pass, and "became white" and married white (as my Father did). Which means we are a majority mixed-race nation today.