Currently available on Kindle Unlimited, this short book has an intriguing title and strap line. Identity is something that has always interested me, as I am multinational and multicultural. I have always been a Briton in France and a Frenchman in Britain. My French half is Catalan and my British half is English, but I have little connection to my ethnicities. As an atheist, I have no religious roots. Culturally, I feel more community with scattered individuals around the planet than I do with my neighbours. So this book’s promise chimed with me.
However, it did not deliver. It is a narrow and shallow view of the subject.
The author sets out her personal journey as a Russian Jew, growing up under an artificial Soviet identity that never was hers, discovering her Jewishness, and experiencing life as an immigrant in England and Israel. From this experience, she asserts that the discovery of one’s roots and the cultivation of one’s roots enables the individual to flourish in an increasingly confusing and diverse world. Okay, that’s fine in itself, but there’s no mention of anyone having more than one set of roots - a frequent occurrence in a migratory world.
The author proves to be highly suspicious of multiculturalism, drawing a truly bizarre parallel between Soviet suppression of ethnic and religious identities and an alleged European project to similarly suppress the national identities of the member states.
*What?* Sorry, this author places herself squarely in the loony bin with that conspiracy theorist assertion.
The European identity felt by many people across the continent (not all obviously) is not an artificial imposed replacement for existing national identities based on loyalty to a political party. It is similar to the feeling I experience of being British, which is a supranational identity distinct from and additional to being English, Scottish, Welsh, or Irish. It is a recognition that we have more in common than what divides us. An individual can belong to more than one community entirely comfortably, as I find with many of my multinational friends.
And one can be confident in one’s own identity and tolerant towards the identities of others, whilst having more than one set of roots. Being diverse, being complex, is not the disadvantage this author appears to believe it to be. Being “rootless” means having no roots, it does not mean having complex roots. The author argues that patriotism is an important part of having an identity, as opposed to nationalism which demeans the patriotism of others, but does not consider the possibility of having multiple and contradictory patriotisms.
By ignoring the experiences of people born of parents from communities that are often opposed in many different ways, the author has missed a crucial test of her arguments.
Similarly, the author expressly rejects the notion of finding roots in anything other than ethnic origin (everything else is just a “label”). Political, religious, economic, cultural communities are not valid in her view. As a Briton and as a Frenchman equally, I know that much is not true. Simple example: take an Eastender and a City gent. Don’t tell me that their shared ethnicity makes them belong to the same community. Take a Brummie and a Yorkshireman. Same. Take a Geordie and a Mackan. Same. Ethnicity is too broad a brush, as every ethnicity has multiple subdivisions. No ethnicity is uniform let alone simple. Taking that point further, what of the phenomenon of cultural tribalism, rockers and mods, and punks, and goths? Seriously, a lot of people find closer community in global cultural trends than in ethnicity. And what about sexual communities, LGBTQ+ identities are as worthy of examination as ethnic communities. But the author classifies these identities as being part of the modern confusion that causes lost souls to embrace nationalism or even extremism in their search for easily understood traditional certainties.
There is an inherent contradiction between the author’s assertion that ethnic roots define a person and her assertion that each individual should develop their own identities and embrace diversity and change (having anchored themselves in their inherited identity). She argues that individuals should cultivate self awareness and take charge of their destinies rather than meekly doing what society at large or their families expect of them (that’s good), but also argues that such self awareness can only come from knowing one’s roots. So ethnic / cultural norms must be accepted so as to transcend them with confidence? I don’t get that. Self awareness does not need a starting point. The author fails to make a firm connection between taking responsibility for one’s own life and belonging to an ethnic group.
This is an interesting book, raising important questions, but it ultimately fails to present a coherent argument to support its premise that confident individuality arises only from collective identity and that collective identity can only be ethnic. Shame.