My Grandson and The Census
The more I learn about the new data in our 2020 Census, the more I feel convinced that the federal government has cheated my one-year-old grandson of his true identity.
Because of the illogical and tortured manner by which the official counters have chosen racial categories, our adorable little bundle of polyglot Americana gets no recognition in the fastest-growing segment of the younger generation in the country’s latest decennial enumeration.
That cohort officially consists of “mixed race” Americans, but the government insists that our daughter’s toddler counts as blandly, meaninglessly “white” and nothing else. Actually, the lad boasts a background of notable diversity, with a spicy mix of ethnic, cultural and national influences… Click here to read the full column at NEWSWEEK.COM.