If one has to go to those lengths to determine one's racial identity, does it really matter what one is?
My grandma believed that white people who claim Indian heritage was a euphemism for "a negro in the woodpile" somewhere. :hihi:
He was just trying to make sure he was truly white, so he could come here to proclaim it and the other tinsely lunacy that we are subject too.
I think there has to be traces of Clorox in order to be able to make that claim. A swastika on the forehead will suffice, however.
I've never apologized for being white either . . . just ask Massa. :grin: But I don't imagine that my lily-white Nordicness makes me part of The Master Race. Although it was a bit disturbing when the Viking National Anthem appeared in the movie Cabaret. [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NH2Eje7tRE&feature=related[/media]
Actually, we (men) are all descendants of some black fellow in Africa. I saw it on Nat Geo so it has to be correct. Can I get you a drumstick?:hihi: