Some of these stories were insightful, and some were just bizarre and seemingly pointless (I did appreciate that each author wrote commentary on their piece after each short story though). I didn't expect all of these writers to feel like being mixed was such a tragedy.
In the end, I just ended up feeling like there was something inherently wrong with me for not feeling extreme discord or self-loathing because of my mixed ethnicity. Apparently my "best of both worlds" and "who even cares, anyway?" perspective is not shared by these writers.
In the introduction, Rebecca Walker discusses the unhealthy sense of fragmentation that plagues the multiracial person, that "mixed race people can become morbidly obsessed with race, both because everyone else is and because it is the place of our deepest wound" (um, really? our deeeeeepest wound, huh?), and goes on to say that "We carry an internal brokenness as a result of our experiences betwixt and between, and if we aren't careful we end up hoarding and polishing it like gold, as if the brokenness is the true indicator of who we really are. As if racial incoherence is the axis upon which our very existence revolves." Yet most of the writers contributing to this anthology DID JUST THAT.
The gist of these stories can be summed up thusly:
-race shouldn't matter!
-no, wait, it totally does! In fact, my entire sense of self depends on it!
-wait, I changed my mind, race is a stupid social construct!
-but it DOES matter; oh I'm so conflicted!
-how dare you make me CHOOOOOOOSE a race! (never mind that I have already chosen anyway, you are just suppose to magically read my mind and KNOW how I racially identify, jerk!)
-oh, how tragic my life is because I'm mixed! Acknowledge my inner turmoil, damn it!
-you don't understaaaaaaaaaand!
Seriously. Even your drug abuse can be blamed on the hardships of being multiracial.
If you want to read a lot of sniveling about pseudo-identity crises, people feeling like victims of their own ethnicity, and race "problems" of a scarcely measurable magnitude, then this book is for you!
If, like me, you are a multiracial person who isn't totally obsessed with your own multiracialness, you are going to find this book confusing and mostly irrelevant to your life.