When you start talking about national and ethnic cultures in the world today, people get a little edgy and protective. In chatting online with a friend from "down under" recently, where they print world maps from that point of view, by the way, I got this distinct impression. The same was also true when I heard from an old Canadian friend not long ago. Both were suffering from a decide ambivalence in observing what appeared to them to be a mammoth American cultural juggernaut. Actually, if it'll make them feel any better, I think what we're really seeing is a world culture with many regional variations. A microcosm of that can be seen here in the U.S. where we have Tex-Mex spreading from the Southwest, moonlight and Magnolia barbecue creeping northward from the deep South, Surf City splashing over from the west coast, mass, urbanized, ethnicity migrating from the Northeast, and country corn popping up far from the Midwest.
|Where? Why, Montana, of course.|
|My wife's idea of native Caribbean cuisine|
|Serpent of Brass,|
2009, Vitaly Komar
|Road Across the Wolds, 1997, David Hockney. California as seen by a Brit.|